While Fu Rong was standing at the door entering the password, the takeaway food arrived at the door at the same time.
The delivery man took a look at Fu Rong, who was wearing a neat suit and had a stern look on his face, and said hesitantly, "Hello, is this the takeaway you ordered?"
Fu Rong frowned, "I didn't order it."
The delivery man looked at the address again, "But, it's this building, it might be booked by your family, the name is Lao Fu."
Fu Rong's eyelids twitched. "It should be."
Seeing his complicated expression, the delivery man asked cautiously, "What's the last digit of your phone number?"
Fu Rong couldn't remember Jiang Mu's cell phone number, so naturally he didn't know the last digit of the number.
He took out his cell phone, looked at Jiang Mu's phone number, and said the last digit.
The delivery man handed him the food and said, "Enjoy your meal. If it's convenient, please give me a five-star rating. Thank you."
Fu Rong didn't say anything, and the delivery man left in disappointment.
He took the takeaway bag and entered the code to open the door.
The villa was quiet.
Jiang Mu was blow-drying her hair in the bathroom upstairs at this time. Her cell phone was placed on the sink next to her. She would check it from time to time to make sure the hair dryer was not making too much noise and she would miss the takeaway call and not open the door.
However, until she had finished blow-drying her hair, no call came. She opened the food delivery app and found a message telling her that the food had been delivered.
Jiang Mu smoothed her half-dry hair in front of the mirror, put on a knitted cardigan and prepared to go downstairs to take a look.
As soon as she reached the stairs, she saw Fu Rong carrying takeaway food.
Fu Rong is already thirty-six years old, but he still looks very charming, without any fine lines on his face. He is tall and straight, and the black suit is tailor-made for him, which makes him look particularly slim and handsome. He just stands there, without saying anything, and naturally people dare not look directly at him.
He looked around the room and soon saw Jiang Mu.
He looked straight at Jiang Mu, his eyes were deep, there was no expression on his handsome face, and his whole body was filled with indifference.
Jiang Mu thought about how he got along with the original owner.
Although the original owner loved Fu Rong very much, she was also afraid of him from the bottom of her heart.
In the eyes of the original owner, Fu Rong was the savior and her light.
Give her all hope.
Before she joined the dance troupe, she took Fu Rong's words as if they were imperial decrees. It was a long time before she slowly developed her own ideas. However, by then she was already accustomed to obeying and compromising, and rarely fought for herself.
Even the idea of breaking up was not based on any confidence.
Jiang Mu originally thought that the original owner was too weak.
Now that she has met Fu Rong, she has to admit that Fu Rong does have an extraordinary aura and is a leader that people easily want to obey.
Moreover, his eyes are sharp and deep, which can be described in one word as hidden and profound.
"You're back." Jiang Mu ran downstairs quickly and said happily.
Fu Rong and Jiang Mu hadn't seen each other for a long time. When he saw her face, his brows relaxed a little. He put the takeaway on the table beside him and said lightly, "Well, did you order takeaway?"
Jiang Mu stood in front of him obediently and whispered, "Well, I came back too late. There was no food at home and I didn't have time to go out to buy some. I was afraid you would be hungry when you got home, so I ordered takeout."
Fu Rong frowned. He had clearly called her in advance to inform her.
But for some reason, Jiang Mu today seemed a little different from usual.
She seemed a little obedient and cute, so he couldn't bear to blame her, especially her gentle eyes, which made Fu Rong feel very complicated.
"Yeah." Fu Rong nodded slightly without saying much.
As soon as he came back, he went to the study. Jiang Mu followed him and asked with concern, "Are you tired? How long will you stay this time?"
Fu Rong looked back at Jiang Mu who was following him in small steps: "It's okay, I don't know, maybe a week. What's wrong?"
Jiang Mu said somewhat disappointedly: "I just want to know if I can stay with you for a few more days."
Fu Rong was stunned for a moment, "Well, if I'm not busy, I'll stay a few more days."
Jiang Mu smiled immediately, "Okay!"
Her voice is a bit babyish. Although she is already in her twenties, she has always had this voice, soft and unconsciously a little coquettish, as if she is acting coquettish.
Fu Rong didn't like her behavior at first, but later he got used to it and stopped complaining about it.
However, ever since the original owner knew that Fu Rong didn't like it, she would deliberately change her speaking habits.
But Jiang Mu did not continue to do that. Such a soft and gentle voice was a perfect match for green tea.
Fu Rong sat down at the computer desk. He had received several calls on the way and now had some official business to deal with, but it would only take ten minutes.
"Don't you want to eat?" Jiang Mu asked.
Fu Rong stopped and looked at her: "If you are hungry, eat first, I will eat later."
Jiang Mu frowned, "But... I want to eat with you."
Fu Rong: "Then wait for me."
Jiang Mu: "Yeah."
Fu Rong looked towards Jiang Mu and saw that she was staring at him intently. Her beautiful eyes and eyebrows matched the person in his memory.
His thoughts couldn't help but drift away.
That person hidden deep in his memory, even after so long, he still can't help but think of her.
It was as if she had never left him.
In fact, Jiang Mu is much better looking than her. The only similarities between them are their eyebrows and eyes, not their noses and mouths. Jiang Mu's nose is small and round, and her lips are also small. She looks delicate and cute, like a carefully carved doll.
This is also the reason why Jiang Mu was the only one left by Fu Rong's side until the end.
Anyway, she is not that person. Jiang Mu is gentle, well-behaved and good-looking, so naturally she wins Fu Rong's heart more.
As he thought about it, a few minutes were wasted and Fu Rong frowned.
He really didn't like things being out of his control. He would be unhappy if Jiang Mu was here and disturbed him on something that could have been done in ten minutes.
"Go out and eat something, don't stay here." Fu Rong stared at the computer screen without raising his head.
Jiang Mu was stunned, looking a little embarrassed, "Yeah."
Seeing her walk out dejectedly, Fu Rong's mood inexplicably became even worse.
He stared at the screen and took a few seconds to calm himself.
…..
As soon as Jiang Mu came out of the study, the aggrieved and lonely look on her face was gone. She smiled and went to get the takeaway, ready to eat.
This was ordered at a Japanese restaurant. It was packed very tightly and even came with an ice pack to keep it cool.
There were boxes of various sushi, sashimi and pastries, covering most of the dining table.
Jiang Mu took a plate, poured sushi vinegar and mustard on it, and began to eat slowly.
These things may look like there are a lot of them in a box, but in fact there are only one or two in each box, and they are not very edible.
She had a good appetite and quickly ate most of it. There were still a few left that she thought were average, so she put them in a box and made a set meal for Fu Rong.
Just then, Fu Rong came out to find her after finishing his work.
Jiang Mu looked up and saw him and said, "Are you done? Come over and eat."
Fu Rong frowned when he saw that the food on the table was all sushi and pastries.
He likes Chinese food, especially the strong Sichuan and Hunan flavors, so even at company gatherings, they go out for Sichuan cuisine. He is not used to Japanese food and doesn't like sashimi.
Before, the original owner had painstakingly learned Sichuan cuisine for a period of time for him, and the food she cooked tasted quite good. Fu Rong also liked the food the original owner cooked, which was one of the reasons why they had never hired a nanny.
But not only did Jiang Mu not cook today, she also ordered food that he didn't like.
Fu Rong looked at Jiang Mu strangely.
Jiang Mu said: "What's wrong? Don't you want to eat?"
Fu Rong: "No."
"That's good. I think you must be tired of eating vegetables every day. I want to change your taste. You can try it."
Jiang Mu's tone was very sincere, and Fu Rong couldn't help but wonder if he had never told her what he liked to eat.
He indeed didn't say it, but the original owner had followed him for so many years, so he didn't need to say it, the original owner knew it.
Looking at Jiang Mu's expectant eyes, Fu Rong thought about it and decided to just eat a little.
Jiang Mu helped him open the box, picked up an eel sushi and handed it to his mouth.
Fu Rong wanted to vomit as soon as he ate it.
This isn't really his taste.
But Jiang Mu looked at him eagerly, and facing that look, he still gritted his teeth and ate it.
He is already an adult, but he is still picky about food and spitting things out. That is too immature.
Fu Rong swallowed it down forcefully, resisting the urge to chew it, then stood up to get some water.
Jiang Mu looked at his back and smiled so much that his eyes narrowed.
She knew that Fu Rong hated eels.
And there was a lot of sushi vinegar added to the sushi just now.
While Fu Rong was drinking water, she squeezed a piece of mustard into the sushi vinegar, stirred it with chopsticks, and then dipped the sushi in it for a few seconds.
Silently waiting for Fu Rong to come back.
Fu Rong finally felt better after drinking the water.
He's not going to eat.
"I won't eat it anymore. You eat it."
Jiang Mu: "But you only ate one piece, isn't it delicious?"
Fu Rong: "Well, I don't like it."
Jiang Mu: "Can you eat the last piece? There are still so many. If you didn't like the one just now, maybe you will like this one."
Fu Rong: "…"
Jiang Mu: "Have another piece. I can't finish so much. Help me eat another piece."
Jiang Mu's eyes were full of anticipation. She reached out and tugged at Fu Rong's sleeve. Her look made it hard to refuse.
Fu Rong's eyes were dark as he stared at her lips, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"Um."
Seeing him nod, Jiang Mu smiled particularly brightly, picked up the processed sushi and handed it to Fu Rong's mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, she couldn't wait to put it in.
Fu Rong's nose seemed to sense the danger, but before he could do anything, he felt like he was suffocating the next second.
The rich smell of mustard filled his nose and mouth. He couldn't breathe at all. Even his scalp was numb, his nose was sore and unbearable, and tears came out uncontrollably.
He coughed and spat out the contents of his mouth.
Jiang Mu pretended to be panicked and didn't understand what was going on. "What's wrong? Is it so unpalatable?"
Fu Rong couldn't speak yet. He covered his mouth and didn't dare to breathe. The pungent and choking smell still lingered between his teeth.
He took two gulps of water and felt a little better.
"What did you put in there?"
Jiang Mu looked at him blankly: "I didn't, I didn't put anything in it?"
Fu Rong couldn't even speak properly, his tongue seemed to be misfiring and he felt unwell all over.
He had never eaten so much mustard before, and if it got any more serious, he would probably want to go to the hospital.
But Jiang Mu looked at him innocently, making it difficult for him to scold her.
He looked at the food on the table and said helplessly, "Forget it, I won't eat it."
Jiang Mu said nervously and helplessly: "Are you unhappy?"
Fu Rong: "No."
Jiang Mu bit her lip, glanced at Fu Rong first, then lowered her head and whispered, "I did something wrong and made you unhappy. I'm sorry."