Seeing the man speak with such confidence, the anticipation in Rong Shu’s heart couldn’t help but deepen.
She smiled, “Okay, I believe you, turn around.”
“What’s wrong?” Fu Jingting was puzzled.
Rongshu pointed to the apron in his hand.
Fu Jingting instantly understood what it meant, his eyes slightly lit up for a moment, then he turned around.
Rongshu took the apron in his hand and shook it out, then helped him tie it on.
After tying it on, she patted the man’s back, “Alright, you can go to the kitchen and get busy Mr. Fu.”
Fu Jingting gave a muffled sound, “I’m going.”
He stepped away from his legs and headed for the kitchen.
Rongshu smiled and looked at his back, thought for a moment and then called out “Mr. Fu, do you need my help?”
“No.” Fu Jingting didn’t even turn his head back, just raised his hand and waved it, “I can do it myself.”
He was afraid that if he got any steps wrong later, she would see him laugh.
So it was better for him to close the door to the room and work on his own.
That way even if he got something wrong, he could still correct it secretly and not have her see it and think he had turned out to be all bragging.
Seeing that the man had refused his help, Rongshu shrugged her shoulders a little and didn’t push, “Alright then, I’ll go help you unpack then.”
“Good.” Fu Jingting’s voice came from the kitchen.
Rongshu gave a laugh and turned to head for the room.
In the room, a*sistant Zhang was squatting on the floor with two large suitcases laid out in front of him.
The suitcases had been opened by him at the moment.
And he squatted in front of the suitcases without moving, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, a*sistant Zhang looked back and saw that it was Rong Shu, he hurriedly got up and smiled politely, “Miss Rong.”
“a*sistant Zhang, you were just ……”
a*sistant Zhang let out a bitter smile and scratched his head, “It’s like this Miss Rong, didn’t Mr. Fu just ask me to help him organize his luggage, but this is not Mr. Fu’s room, but yours Miss Rong, I’m a big man ……”
Rong Shu understood what he meant and smiled in a dazed way, “I know, it’s difficult for you, go out and rest, I’ll sort it out for him.”
It was also true, this was her room and it was full of her things.
a*sistant Zhang, an outside man, tidying up Fu Jingting’s luggage, would inevitably touch some of her things, even her private items.
So it was normal for a*sistant Zhang to have a hard time, squatting here and not knowing how to pack.
Hearing what Rong Shu said, an expression of salvation appeared on a*sistant Zhang’s face and he hurriedly arched his hands towards Rong Shu twice, “Thank you Miss Rong, then I’ll trouble Miss Rong.”
“It’s nothing.” Rong Shu shook her head.
a*sistant Zhang went out with quick steps.
Rong Shu then walked over to where he had just been and squatted down as well, then surveyed the contents of Fu Jingting’s suitcase to see what was there.
After looking down, Rong Shu held her forehead.
Well, although the two suitcases could not hold a lot of things.
But inside, there was everything that Fu Jingting used, wore, wore and so on.
If he didn’t have a large wardrobe, he wouldn’t be able to fit it all in.
As she thought about it, Rongshu looked up at the wall opposite.
The wall was about twenty metres long, and a whole wall was filled with wardrobes.
After all, women had a lot of clothes, jewellery and bags.
Since she did not live back in the Rong family villa and only lived in this flat, there was no wardrobe room for her in the flat, there was only this one wardrobe, but the wardrobe on this wall was full of her things, so it was undoubtedly a big job to free up half of it for Fu Jingting to put in.
Rongshu rubbed her cheeks, and although she felt that it must be very tiring, she got up and went to open the wardrobe door to see how to vacate the place.
After looking around, she decided that bags and jewellery were easier to pack, so she decided to free up the part of the cupboard dedicated to bags and jewellery for Fu Jingting.
As soon as she said she would do it, Rongshu rolled up her sleeves and started to make room.
By the time she had finished vacating her own bags and jewellery, and then put Fu Jingting’s clothes and various things into the wardrobe, it was already more than an hour later.
During this period, Rongshu had been busy working without stopping to rest, and only now, after finishing her work, did she realise that her back was aching.
While rubbing her back, Rongshu sat down while holding the edge of the bed.
Across the room was the open wardrobe, and as she looked at Fu Jingting’s clothes and things on her left, and then at her own clothes and so on on her right, a slight sense of satisfaction suddenly welled up in her heart.
Originally, she thought that when she saw Fu Jingting’s things hanging in her own wardrobe, she would somewhat feel like her territory was being invaded, but now when she saw her own clothes hanging in the same wardrobe as Fu Jingting’s, she realised that she did not feel invaded, but rather felt quite good.
I wonder if Fu Jingting felt the same way when he changed his wardrobe room to one she shared with him.
As she was thinking, there was a knock at the door, followed by Fu Jingting’s voice from outside, “Little Yezi, dinner is ready.”
Hearing the man’s voice, Rongshu stood up from the side of the bed, “Yes, come right away.”
Fu Jingting gave a muffled sound.
Hearing no more from him, Rongshu squatted down and closed up his suitcase, then pulled one with one hand and walked towards the door.
The moment she opened the door and saw the man standing in the doorway, Rong Shu was startled, “What are you doing?”
She patted her chest and looked at the man without good grace, “You’re here to be a door god?”
“I’m waiting for you.” Fu Jingting said as his thin lips pursed for a moment.
Then, his eyes fell on the suitcase she was pulling, “What’s this for?”
“The suitcases are vacated, they don’t fit in the room, so I’m going to put them in the study.” Rongshu patted the suitcase back.
Fu Jingting directly reached out and pulled the two suitcases over, “I’ll do this kind of thing.”
With that, he pulled up the two suitcases and headed for the study.
Rongshu followed behind him and looked around, only seeing that there were only the two of them in the living room, she asked, “Where is a*sistant Zhang?”
Fu Jingting opened the door to the study and answered back, “I sent him back.”
“Why didn’t you leave him to finish his meal before going back?” Rongshu said as she looked at the man’s back.
The man suddenly stopped in his tracks, and in the next second, he turned around and looked at her with deep eyes, “Why should I keep him for dinner, this is something I made especially for you, how can it be cheap for outsiders, and have you ever seen a boss cook for his employees?”
Rongshu shook her head, “Not really.”
“That’ll do.” Fu Jingting turned his head away and lifted his chin slightly, “If he wants to eat my cooking, there’s no way, I’ll only cook for you.”
Rongshu lost her smile, “Do I have to feel proud then?”
“Shouldn’t you feel proud?” Fu Jingting faintly turned his face sideways, looking at her out of the corner of his eye.
Rong Shu nodded repeatedly, “Of course I should, I’m proud right now, after all, the chairman of the titled Fu Group, the man who is always on the top five of the Forbes Rich List, personally washes his hands and cooks for me, this treatment alone is the only one in the world, say out those women who adore you, chairman Fu, they will all be jealous of me.”
“That’s good to know.” Fu Jingting grunted, “So you still have to keep a good eye on me and cherish me, don’t let me be snatched away by those women.”
Rongshu covered her stomach and laughed, “Called you fat, you’re still panting, well, put the box away for dinner, I’m still waiting to taste your handiwork.”
“Right away.” When Fu Jingting heard her say she wanted to taste his handiwork, he immediately stopped delaying and quickly went in to put the box away.
After putting it away, he walked out of the study, and Rong Shu was already standing next to the dining table at some point, her hands were propped up on the table, staring at the several dishes on the table, staring at them with rapt attention.
Fu Jingting walked over and hugged her waist from behind, “How does it feel to watch?”