"Okay, okay, please wait a moment, you two. It will be ready soon." Sophia took the dress handed over by Rong Shu and took her assistant to pack it.
Fu Jingting and Rong Shu were sitting on the sofa waiting.
After waiting for about ten seconds, Fu Jingting looked at the woman next to him and asked, "What do you want to eat later?"
"I haven't thought about it yet, what about you?" Rong Shu shook her head and replied, then asked.
Fu Jingting said with a slight smile, "I can do anything. I will eat whatever you like."
"That's it." Rong Shu touched her chin and began to think, thinking about what she was going to eat for a while.
After thinking for two minutes, her eyes lit up and she said excitedly: "How about we go eat Nanjiang cuisine later?"
"Nanjiang cuisine?" Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows.
Rong Shu hummed twice.
Fu Jingting looked at her, "But Nanjiang food is famous for its sourness. Are you sure about your eating habits?"
The Nanjiang side is the best place to grow lemons and other crops with a sour taste, so the eating habits of the Nanjiang side are also more sour.
Soon, foreigners traveling there were not used to the food there at all.
Therefore, Nanjiang cuisine is also known as one of the top ten unpalatable cuisines in China, and it still ranks high on the list.
This shows how unpopular Nanjiang cuisine is to people other than Nanjiang people.
"My eating habits." Rong Shu knew what Fu Jingting was worried about, and nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, I quite like Nanjiang food, but there are relatively few restaurants in Nanjiang, Haishi, so I rarely eat it."
"You really like Nanjiang food?" Fu Jingting squinted, "How come I didn't know when you started to like Nanjiang food? You never said that in your previous letter."
"I have always loved food." Rong Shu replied with a smile: "It's just that my father doesn't like it, so the Rong family's chef rarely does it, and this kind of thing is not very important, so I didn't write it in the letter.
On top of that, I haven’t eaten Nanjiang cuisine in the past few years, so it’s normal that you don’t know.”
Fu Jingting nodded slightly and said he understood, "Okay, since you want to eat, then go ahead."
"Are you really going?" Rong Shu hesitated now.
Fu Jingting chuckled, "What? Didn't you say you wanted something to eat? Now that I'm going, why are you so confused again?"
He reached out and pinched her nose gently.
"I'm not entangled." Rong Shu slapped his disruptive hand away angrily, "I'm worried about you. Just like you were worried about me just now, worried about whether I can adapt to Nanjiang cuisine, I'm also worried about whether you can adapt to it.
If you can’t, do I want you to go hungry and watch me eat?”
She can't do such an immoral thing.
Fu Jingting saw that it was for this reason that she hesitated whether to go or not, and his heart felt so soft that he almost turned into a puddle of water.
"Don't worry, as long as it's not too spicy or too sweet, I can adapt to it. Besides, although Nanjiang cuisine is famous for its sourness, not all vegetables are sour. I don't need to order sour food, so you can
Don't think about this." He grabbed her hand and kissed the back of her hand.
Rong Shu thought about it and stopped worrying about it. She hugged his arm and said, "Okay, let's go eat Nanjiang cuisine. I know some Nanjiang dishes that are not sour and taste very good. When the time comes,
, how about I help you with something?"
"Okay, then I'll leave tonight's dinner to you." Fu Jingting raised his chin slightly.
Rong Shu smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't starve you."
"I believe you." Fu Jingting looked sideways at her, his eyes loving, but his heart was a little complicated.
He never expected that she actually liked Nanjiang cuisine.
You know, Mrs. Gu's natal family is from Nanjiang.
In other words, Mrs. Gu was a native of Nanjiang before marrying Duan Xingbang, although now Mrs. Gu's natal family has fallen into poverty and has moved away from Nanjiang and gone abroad.
But Mrs. Gu will still go back to Nanjiang every once in a while.
And according to his understanding of Mrs. Gu, Mrs. Gu also seems to like Nanjiang cuisine.
Rong Shu, a person who grew up in Haishi, likes to eat Nanjiang cuisine, which is obviously inherited from Mrs. Gu.
Although she looks nothing like Gu Yaotian or Mrs. Gu, she only looks like the old lady of the Gu family who has died a long time ago.
But she said that the many hobbies she showed were very similar to Mrs. Gu and Gu Yaotian.
If Mrs. Gu and Gu Yaotian discover her, they may doubt her identity again.
"What are you thinking about?" Rong Shu stood in front of Fu Jingting, bent down and waved in front of him.
Fu Jingting grabbed her hand, his eyes froze for a moment, and he came back from his thoughts, "It's nothing."
Only then did he realize that at some point, she had let go of his arm and stood up from his side. She was also carrying an exquisitely wrapped gift box, and Sophia was standing next to her.
"Nothing?" Rong Shu squinted slightly, "Do you think I believe it? I just called you several times and you didn't respond. You didn't even know that Sophia had honestly packed the dress and sent it over. Why are you so dumbfounded?"
"It's really nothing." Fu Jingting stood up, took the initiative to take the dress from her hand, smiled slightly, "I was just thinking about some group things."
"Is it important?" Rong Shu quickly asked with concern, "If it is important, you..."
"It's not important." Fu Jingting cut her off, "If it were important, I wouldn't be so calm."
"Yes." Rong Shu nodded.
Although he was distracted just now, his expression was indeed very calm, and it didn't look like something big had happened.
Therefore, what he said should be true.
"Okay, I got the things, let's go." Fu Jingting took her hand.
Rong Shu hummed, then smiled at Sophia and said goodbye.
Sofia sent the two of them outside the store and set a time to send Fu Jingting's dress there. It was not until the two of them got in the car and left that they returned to the store.
In the car, Rong Shu turned to look at the gift box placed in the back seat and suddenly bit her lip.
Fu Jingting saw this and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I suddenly remembered that I changed into a dress. Can I still find a reason to talk to Mrs. Liu? After all, Mrs. Liu likes that brand of things." Rong Shu withdrew her gaze and said with some uncertainty.
Fu Jingting had a faint smile on his face, "I thought it was something. If you are worried about this, then you don't have to. I checked with Mrs. Liu and found that Mrs. Liu prefers the clothes designed by Sophia to those of that brand.
, but because Sophia is so famous, there are countless people around the world looking for her to design clothes, and it is not Mrs. Liu's turn at all, so Mrs. Liu can only regretfully settle for the second best, basically only wearing clothes of that brand, but if you take Sophia
Let Mrs. Liu choose between the designed dress and that brand of dress, and Mrs. Liu will definitely choose Sophia’s.”
Rong Shu's eyes lit up, "So, this dress can attract Mrs. Liu's attention more than the one Su Man destroyed before?"
"Of course." Fu Jingting turned the steering wheel handsomely with one hand, "Sofia has a habit of embroidering a camellia flower on the clothes she designs. That is the emblem of the Sophia family. In order to let you wear this dress,
Mrs. Liu could tell at a glance that it was designed by Sophia. I specifically asked Sophia to make the camellias larger when designing the dress without destroying the overall beauty of the dress. Facts have proved that she did it."
Rong Shu opened her mouth slightly in surprise, "No wonder I thought the flower on the shoulder was a little too big. It turns out you designed it deliberately, just to attract Mrs. Liu's attention."