The old lady looked at him with some confusion, "What's wrong?"
Fu Jingting did not answer her doubts, but just said: "Her dress is wet. I will take her to change into a dress."
Only then did the old lady react. Looking at Rong Shu's wet dress that clung to her skin, she nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, change your clothes first, or you'll catch a cold."
"Let's go." Fu Jingting raised his chin to Rong Shu.
Rong Shu didn't refuse, she hummed and followed him.
She really needs a change of clothes.
The clothes on her body were close to her skin, not only cold and sticky, but also a little sticky, and filled with a strong smell of alcohol, which made her particularly uncomfortable.
The two of them walked towards the lounge.
Cheng Huai did not follow him, but stood there holding the wine glass, looking at their matching backs, one tall and one short, walking side by side, with a somewhat bad expression on his face.
He is determined now.
Rong Shu is indeed attracted to Fu Jingting again!
It's just that she herself doesn't seem to notice it yet.
It seems that he really won that bet.
But he didn't feel happy at all.
Arriving at the lounge, Fu Jingting opened the door, "You go in and take a shower first, and I'll get the clothes."
"Okay, excuse me." Rong Shu smiled politely at him.
Fu Jingting's thin lips parted slightly, "No need."
After saying this, he turned around and walked forward.
Rong Shu watched his figure disappear around the corner, then entered the lounge, closed the door, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower, trying to wash away the smell of alcohol.
Halfway through washing, Fu Jingting came back.
He opened the door to the lounge and as soon as he entered, he heard the sound of rushing water coming from the direction of the bathroom.
Fu Jingting looked over, and through the frosted door, he could vaguely see a graceful body with bulging front and back, standing under the shower.
Fu Jingting's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple twitched, and then he spoke with an extremely low and hoarse voice, "Rong Shu, the clothes are here."
Rong Shu didn't know that Fu Jingting could see some shadows, so she responded while applying shampoo, "Okay, you can leave it outside."
"Well, I'm going out then." Fu Jingting put down the gift box, then turned and walked out the door.
He didn't look in the direction of the bathroom.
Because that look just now set his body on fire.
He is also a normal man. The woman he loves is taking a shower with him separated by a flimsy glass door. It is impossible for him to not react at all.
So if he doesn't go out and looks back, he doesn't know what he will do in the end.
Fu Jingting opened the door and went out.
About ten minutes later, Rong Shu finished her bath, turned off the faucet, wrapped herself in a towel and left the bathroom.
There was no one in the lounge. Rong Shu didn't know where Fu Jingting had put his clothes, so she stood in the middle of the room and turned around to look around.
Finally, she saw a beautifully packaged box on the sofa.
She remembered that she glanced at the sofa when she came in, and there was no such box on the sofa at that time.
So, this box is the clothes Fu Jingting gave her?
Rong Shu walked over and looked at the box more carefully.
There was no logo on the box, so she couldn't tell which brand it was from, but she was sure that the clothes that could be packed in this kind of box must also be dresses.
Rong Shu bent down and opened the box.
Sure enough, there was a dress underneath, a black suspender dress.
The fabric of the dress was very soft and had a faint glow, like a belt of twinkling planets in the Milky Way. It was very beautiful.
Rong Shu took out the dress and unfolded it in surprise, but found that the dress was exactly her size.
It was impossible for Fu Jingting to ask someone to buy a dress in such a short period of time.
In other words, he had prepared this dress for her a long time ago?
But, why did he prepare a dress for her?
She didn't think he knew she would be hit by Wang Shuqin, so this dress...
"Sneeze!" Just as she was thinking about it, Rong Shu felt a chill on her body and couldn't help sneezing, then she quickly put on her dress and went out.
As soon as she opened the door, she smelled a strong smell of smoke.
Rong Shu frowned and looked to the side, only to see Fu Jingting leaning on the wall next to him, smoking a cigarette with his head down.
The smoke obscured his face, preventing her from seeing clearly the expression and facial features on his face.
He seemed to be thinking about something at the moment, and he was completely motionless.
It wasn't until Rong Shu closed the door and he heard the closing sound that he realized what he was doing and turned to look at Rong Shu, "Okay?"
Rong Shu hummed, and then said in a somewhat displeased tone: "You haven't recovered yet, so why are you smoking?"
"I'm thinking about something." Fu Jingting walked over and said.
Rong Shu looked down at the still-burning cigarette butt he held on his finger, reached out and snatched the cigarette butt directly, walked to the side and put it out, "You shouldn't smoke even if you have other things to do. Your body doesn't want it anymore?"
Seeing her look like a wife complaining about her husband, Fu Jingting laughed softly.
The laughter seemed to come from the chest, which was particularly seductive and pleasant.
Rong Shu's ears turned pink involuntarily, "Why are you laughing?"
"It's nothing, I'm very happy." Fu Jingting looked at her with affectionate eyes.
Rong Shu was stunned for a moment and asked blankly, "What's so happy about?"
Fu Jingting did not answer. Looking at the dress she was wearing, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "You look beautiful in this dress."
This dress was chosen by him personally.
At that time, the designer sent many designs, and he chose this one at a glance, thinking it was very suitable for her.
Looking at it now, it is indeed the case.
Hearing Fu Jingting praising herself, Rong Shu lowered her head slightly and her ears turned redder, "It's... not bad, mainly because the dress you provided is pretty good. By the way, when did you prepare this dress?"
"A long time ago." Fu Jingting replied.
Rong Shu was slightly surprised, "A long time ago? Why?"
"Because I want to give you the best." Fu Jingting said.
Rong Shu's lips trembled.
I wanted to give her the best first, so I prepared a dress for her.
But why did he let her go and ask her not to appear in front of him again?
Rong Shu looked at Fu Jingting's handsome but much thinner face, her eyes were slightly red, and she wanted to ask these two questions.
But in the end, she was still suppressed.
She lowered her head and grabbed her skirt, "After the banquet, you send me the price of the skirt and I will transfer the money to you."
Hearing this, Fu Jingting's face instantly darkened. He was obviously a little angry that she wanted to tell him everything clearly, and she was determined not to owe him anything.
But in the end, he suppressed his anger.
Because he knew that he had no right to be angry with her.
The reason why she is like this is all his own doing.
It was him who pushed her away.
"Let's talk about it later. Go back first and let me introduce you to a few important people. It will be good for Tiansheng's future development." Fu Jingting held his arm towards her.
Rong Shu looked at it and took her hand, "Thank you."
She really couldn't refuse him.
Because she needs a matchmaker to take her to make friends with those big guys.
If she had no one to pull the strings and went alone, those big guys would definitely ignore her.
Fu Jingting took Rong Shu back to the banquet hall, first said hello to the old lady, and then went to make friends with some important people.
The old lady was sitting on the sofa in the lounge area, the two of them looking cheerful.
Feng's mother brought her some food. Seeing the old lady smiling from ear to ear, she also laughed, "Old lady, what are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at Shushu and Jingting, Ali, have you noticed that Shushu's attitude towards Jingting has changed?" The old lady pointed at Rong Shu not far away.
