Seeing Rong Shu saying that she had made soup for herself, Fu Jingting's eyes lit up for a moment, and he felt unhappy.
But soon, Fu Jingting suppressed the joy again and squeezed the phone tightly with his big hands.
This soup...he can't have it!
It's the same as him choosing to stay away from Rong Shu and choosing not to see Rong Shu.
If he accepted the soup, Rong Shu would not know that he was staying away from her, and she would continue to send these over next time.
And can he refuse continuously?
No, he was very sure that he couldn't do it. After all, it was the soup that his beloved woman made for him, and no man would really have the heart to refuse it again and again.
By then, his current distance from and abandonment of Rong Shu would become a joke.
So no matter what, he won't accept the soup.
He could only be ruthless to break away from her from the beginning, and denying her later would only make him more reluctant to let go.
Thinking about it, Fu Jingting closed his eyes slightly and rubbed his temples.
After a while, when he opened his eyes again, there was only determination in his eyes.
"Zhang Cheng." Fu Jingting picked up the phone receiver and called Assistant Zhang's office number.
Assistant Zhang was busy with his work when he heard the landline ring. He put down the pen in his hand and answered the call, "Mr. Fu."
"Rong Shu sent me a soup at the front desk. You go and collect it. Then send it back to her and tell her not to bother with it again. I won't even accept it."
After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.
"..." Assistant Zhang held up the microphone and looked at the pile of documents in front of him that needed to be processed urgently. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Okay, it looks like I have to work overtime again tonight.
Putting the phone back on the phone, Assistant Zhang patted his face with a wry smile, then stood up and left the office.
About an hour later, Assistant Zhang came to Tiansheng Group carrying a thermos bucket.
Rong Shu was having a meeting in the conference room. Secretary Tong opened the door and came in, "Mr. Rong."
"What's wrong?" Rong Shu pressed her hand slightly, indicating that the meeting should be suspended first, and then looked at Secretary Tong and asked.
Secretary Tong looked at everyone in the conference room, then walked to her, leaned close to her ear and said, "Assistant Zhang is here."
"What is he here for?" Rong Shu raised her eyebrows.
Secretary Tong shook his head, "I don't know, but according to what the front desk said, he is carrying a thermos bucket."
Rong Shu raised her lips and smiled slightly.
She got it.
Fu Jingting should have asked Assistant Zhang to return the thermos bucket.
"You ask him to wait for me in my office first. I'll be finished here soon." Rong Shu pointed to her laptop and said.
Secretary Tong responded and turned around to go out.
Rong Shu put away the expression on her face, turned her gaze back to the people below, and said calmly: "Okay, the meeting will continue."
The serious atmosphere returned to the conference room again.
After about ten minutes, the meeting ended.
Rong Shu closed her notebook and walked out of the conference room first.
Back in the office, Rong Shu opened the door and walked in. Assistant Zhang stood up immediately and greeted her indifferently, "Miss Rong."
"Hello, Assistant Zhang." Rong Shu nodded slightly and walked towards her work.
When she arrived, she saw the thermos bucket on her desk and was about to say something.
Assistant Zhang took the lead and said: "Miss Rong, this is the soup you stewed for our Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu asked me to bring it back to you."
Hearing this, Rong Shu's face froze.
What do you mean, the soup she stewed for Fu Jingting, Fu Jingting asked him to bring back to her.
Could it be...
Rong Shu pursed her red lips, reached out and grabbed the handle of the thermos bucket, and then lifted the thermos bucket.
The thermos bucket was very heavy, the same weight as the soup she had carried in the morning.
In other words, Fu Jingting did not drink the soup she stewed.
Rong Shu's hand holding the handle of the thermos bucket tightened slightly, and she asked in an uncomfortable voice, "Why? Why doesn't he drink?"
Assistant Zhang pushed up his glasses and replied: "Mr. Fu probably doesn't like drinking."
"Don't like it?" Rong Shu raised her eyes and looked at him, her eyes clearly written that it was impossible.
On the first day when she took care of Fu Jingting, after he could eat some flavorful food, she gave him a large meal of bone soup, which could help the wound heal.
At that time, he clearly liked and looked forward to it.
Why do you say you don't like it now?
She didn't believe it at all!
Assistant Zhang naturally saw the disbelief in Rong Shu's eyes. To be honest, he didn't even believe the reason when he told it.
After all, Mr. Fu loves Miss Rong so much.
Even if Miss Rong cooks a bowl of dog food for Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu will happily eat it.
So there is no need to say how far-fetched his reason just now is.
But there was no other way, no matter how far-fetched it was, he had to explain it to Miss Rong.
"Yes, Miss Rong. Mr. Fu said that he didn't like it and asked you not to make these soups for him in the future. He wouldn't accept it. At the same time, Mr. Fu also said that you should not look for him again in the future." Assistant Zhang
Looking at Rong Shu, he relayed what Fu Jingting asked him to relay.
After Rong Shu heard this, her heart suddenly shrank and she clenched her hands, "What does he mean? He won't accept anything, don't even look for him? I haven't repaid my kindness yet, he..."
"Mr. Fu said that he doesn't need you to repay Miss Rong. Mr. Fu saved you on his own volition, so Mr. Fu never thought about asking for a hug in return. At the same time, Mr. Fu also said that he would never pester Rong again in the future.
Miss you, I will not say anything to get you back, Miss Rong, so Miss Rong can rest assured that in the future you will not have the trouble of being annoyed by Fu but unable to get rid of him." Assistant Zhang said with an indifferent smile.
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Rong Shu bit her lip and her heart tightened even more.
Indeed, Fu Jingting no longer pesters her or chases her. She should be grateful that she finally got rid of such an annoying person.
But...she was not happy at all.
Seeing Rong Shu lowering her eyelids and not speaking, Assistant Zhang bowed slightly to her, turned around and left.
When Rong Shu heard the footsteps, she immediately came to her senses and called him, "Wait a minute."
"Is there anything else Miss Rong can do?" Assistant Zhang stopped and turned to look at her.
Rong Shu took a breath and clenched her hands on both sides, "I want to know the reason why Fu Jingting suddenly refused me to take care of him?"
He suddenly gave up on her, she didn't have to worry about it, she didn't care anyway, and she wished for it...
But he was the only one who wouldn't let her take care of this, and she wanted to figure it out.
Assistant Zhang was not surprised that Rong Shu would ask this question.
After all, Mr. Fu let go so suddenly that it would be strange for Miss Rong not to be surprised.
Assistant Zhang rolled his eyes and replied businesslikely: "Actually, the reason is very simple. It is that Mr. Fu felt that Miss Rong's heart was too hard. Mr. Fu could not see the hope of melting you and getting you back, so Mr. Fu decided to treat you
Let go. Since you let go, Mr. Fu will naturally alienate you, so Mr. Fu will not let Miss Rong continue to take care of him. Miss Rong, do you still have any questions?"
"..." Rong Shu's red lips moved, and after a moment, she replied in a complicated voice, "No more..."
Fu Jingting let go of her, so he stayed away from her and no longer let her take care of him. This reason is indeed valid.
But, did he really let go suddenly because he saw no hope?
I don't know why, but Rong Shu always feels that there are other reasons.
Because Fu Jingting let go too suddenly.
His attitude was obviously the same one day, but suddenly changed the next day, which made people have to wonder if she did something to make him decide to let go.
After all, if Fu Jingting wanted to let go, he would have let it go long ago and would not wait until now.
"Since Miss Rong has no questions, I'll take my leave first." Assistant Zhang smiled politely at Rong Shu and walked out.