I Will Get My Divorce Chapter 839 - Bookmush

I Will Get My Divorce Chapter 839

Such a phrase that she had read on the internet in the past instantly flashed through Rongshu’s mind, which she found very suitable for Fu Jingting and herself now.

Of course, Rongshu knew that Fu Jingting was showing such beauty and colour not because he was deliberately seducing her, but because he was spiced up.

He almost never ate spicy food, and a little bit of spiciness was enough to make him unable to accept it, let alone the perverse spiciness of Hunan cuisine.

So, this time, Fu Jingting looked like he was really spiced up, spiced up, otherwise he wouldn’t have shown such a fragile beauty.

After all, he had never been hard and handsome, not this broken, as if he had been bullied, fragile beauty.

Looking at Fu Jingting’s spicy hardness, Rong Shu’s reasoning hurriedly returned, not admiring his beauty, colour, hurriedly poured another gla*s of water, and also got up, specially went to the fridge, put two ice cubes in.

“Here, drink some ice water, the spicy taste in your mouth will dissipate faster.” After adding the ice cubes, Rongshu hurried back to the sofa and handed the cup over to the man.

The man lowered his hand from his eyes, revealing a pair of still red, and wet eyes after glancing at her, reached out and took the gla*s of water, tilting his head back and taking a few big gulps of the ice water.

Looking at the sliding knot in the man’s throat as he drank, Rongshu’s red lips twitched, wanting to put her hand on it and feel what it felt like.

But she knew that now was not the time to do that, to do that would be to seduce this man.

What if the man was seduced by her and put her on the spot here?

So no touching, no touching.

Shaking her head repeatedly, Rongshu hurriedly threw the unwanted yellow scrap out of her mind and took her gaze away from the knot in the man’s throat and dropped it to his face.

After seeing the man finish his water, Rongshu took the cup, then drew two tissues and wiped the sweat from the man’s forehead, “Is everything alright?”

Fu Jingting shook his head, his voice all hoarse, “It’s fine, it’s much better now.”

His breathing had calmed down considerably.

Rongshu threw away the tissue, “Really, if you can’t eat spicy food, don’t touch it, look at you just now”

At this point, seeing the man’s spicy red lips, as well as his red cheeks, red eyes, and sweaty hair, Rong Shu couldn’t help herself and burst out laughing.

Fu Jingting listened to her laughter and raised an eyebrow, “What are you laughing at?”

Rong Shu covered her lips, “Of course I’m laughing at the way you look now, taking one bite and getting all haggard from the spice, do you think it’s funny?”

Fu Jingting’s thin lips pursed slightly, not saying anything.

He also did not expect that he would be so useless, taking one bite and being so spicy that he doubted his life.

She had just been spiced up too, but she was not in such a mess as he was.

As a man, he was actually worse than a woman.

Looking at Fu Jingting’s face of self-doubt, Rong Shu shook her head in disbelief, “Well, don’t think too much about it, everyone has different appetites, some can eat spicy food, some can’t, it’s normal, you happen to be the one who can’t eat spicy food, so don’t feel bad about yourself, go to the bathroom and try to wash your face and fix your hair, you’ve just sweated, your hair is out of shape. It’s sweaty and your hair is out of shape.”

Rongshu said as she straightened the collar on his chest.

Fu Jingting gave a hint, “Okay, I’ll go now, you can eat first.”

With those words, he stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Rongshu looked at the table in front of her, all spicy dishes, none that weren’t spicy, and smiled helplessly, “Really, if you can’t eat spicy food yourself, can’t you order two dishes for yourself that aren’t spicy?”

He was always thinking of her and following her preferences, not afraid of spoiling her.

Rongshu turned her head and glanced in the direction of the washroom, then picked up her mobile phone and dialed a number out.

“Chairman, what are your orders?” A respectful female voice came over the phone.

Rongshu took a sip of water and said back “Go to the upper level restaurant and buy a few dishes and send them up.”

She gave out the names of a few dishes, all of which Fu Jingting usually liked to eat and were not spicy.

The restaurant at the top of the Tian Sheng Group is a special place for the executives to dine, and although the chefs there are not as good as star chefs, they are the kind of chefs that can be used as chefs in ordinary restaurants.

So Fu Jingting could just settle for some food.

“Okay Chairman, I’ll buy it up soon.” The a*sistant at the phone answered.

Rongshu gave a muffled sound and put the phone down.

At this time, Fu Jingting had already tidied himself up and came out of the washroom.

When Rongshu turned her head to look, his hair had already been rearranged, the clothes and tie on his body, also rearranged, and his whole person had gone from a broken and frail look to that high and cool look that seemed to stand on the clouds and look down on all beings all of a sudden.

Ignoring, of course, the words of his still-red lips.

“Well?” Rongshu asked with a smile.

Fu Jingting nodded slightly and returned to the seat he had just taken and sat down.

Rong Shu took his chopsticks a little further away, “Don’t eat these dishes, I’ve had some light ones prepared and they’ll be brought up later.”

“Good.” Fu Jingting nodded his head.

These dishes, he really didn’t want to eat them anymore either.

He didn’t want to, once again, experience that spicy doubt of life just now.

“In the future, don’t be so silly when buying vegetables, only focusing on what I love to eat, you have to think about yourself too, or else you won’t even have anything to eat if you encounter this situation again.” While eating the fish, Rongshu educated the man beside her.

The man laughed lightly, “I will pay attention in the future.”

“That’s more like it.” Rongshu nodded, then smiled wickedly, “Alright, your dish hasn’t come up yet, so you can sit here and watch me eat next.”

“Fine.” Fu Jingting lifted his chin, “Not only will I watch you eat, I’ll also pick the fish thorns for you.”

With that, he really took a piece of fish and picked out the thorns for her.

When Rongshu looked at such a Fu Jingting, her heart warmed up.

So, before Fu Jingting’s meal was served up, Fu Jingting waited on Rongshu to eat.

When the a*sistant brought up the meal, he saw the scene of Fu Jingting putting a piece of pricked fish into Rongshu’s bowl.

Looking at Fu Jingting’s hands, which should have been as clean as jade and would only hold a pen, but were now covered in red, red oil, the a*sistant couldn’t say how surprised she was in her heart.

They all knew that Mr. Fu loved the chairman and spoiled him very much.

But how could they have imagined that Mr. Fu could actually spoil him to such an extent, ignoring the sticky oil, and directly picking the fish thorn for the chairman, without even frowning, but with a gentle face and a light smile.

It can be seen that Mr. Fu did not pick the fish thorns because the chairman asked him to, but out of his own volition.

After all, in their opinion, even if Mr. Fu loved the chairman, he could not condescend to do these things for him.

What’s more, between a man and a woman, a man and a woman may not even do this for their girlfriend, let alone for Mr. Fu, who they all looked up to.

However, the truth was that they thought it was impossible, and Mr. Fu not only picked the thorns of the fish for the chairman, but also willingly picked the thorns of the fish for the chairman and waited for him to eat.

Sure enough, they still underestimated the charm of their own chairman and underestimated Mr. Fu’s feelings for his own chairman.

These two, more than what they, the people, had seen, were even more in love.

The a*sistant even couldn’t help but think that she had even seen Mr. Fu picking the fish thorn for the chairman, so she wouldn’t feel much surprise if Mr. Fu was doing some shocking actions for the chairman in the future.

The a*sistant gave Rong Shu an envious glance and put down the lunch box in her hand, “Chairman, the dish you want.”

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