Chapter 368 Mr. Li, is that you?

It's important to be on guard against others. Having more bodyguards won't be a problem. It will just make Fu Xijing feel at ease.

After Song Yi sent the time and address, he stopped chatting with Fu Xijing.

She took the car keys, went out and drove to the nearby shopping mall.

I didn't ask some questions specifically, but I can roughly guess some of Mr. Li's preferences from my interactions with him - he seems to like tasting tea and wine.

Song Yi didn't know much about wine, but he knew a little about tea. He had met people from several tea houses with Jiang Jiang before.

One of the tea houses happened to be located near the shopping mall.

Song Yi first went to a tea house and chose a black tea after receiving the recommendation from the staff.

After wrapping it, she carried the gift box into the car and drove to the mall.

Song Yi rarely gave gifts to the opposite sex, but as ordinary friends, giving ties, wallets, watches, etc. would be inappropriate. Tea seemed much more appropriate and would not give people the feeling of crossing the line.

As for the gift for Mr. Li’s girlfriend, that’s easy to solve.

Necklaces, perfumes, other accessories or skin care products are all fine.

Song Yi went to the mall and finally chose a perfume gift box.

I successfully bought the gift and there are still two hours left before the agreed time.

So Song Yi walked around the mall again.

When he was shopping in a men's clothing store, Song Yi fell in love with a tie at first sight.

It is burgundy with gold embroidery of a sword, which looks very textured.

I inexplicably feel that this tie suits Fu Xijing very well.

It just so happened that she hadn't given him a gift since they confirmed their relationship.

Thinking of this, Song Yi decisively asked the SA to help her wrap the tie and pay the bill.

After buying this gift for Fu Xijing, it’s almost time to set off for the agreed restaurant.

The restaurant Mr. Li booked has a great location, right near the Third Ring Road, so it should be not far from where he lives.

Song Yi drove over here and encountered the upcoming evening rush hour, and was stuck in traffic for about ten minutes.

Fortunately, she left early, so she didn't get late.

There was a parking space in front of the restaurant. Song Yi parked the car, took the gift from the back seat, and hurried out of the car.

As she reached the door of the restaurant, the bodyguard arranged by Fu Xijing came forward to greet her: "Hello, Miss Song, President Fu asked me to come."

The other person was tall and strong. Standing in front of Song Yi, he was very oppressive and conspicuous.

Song Yi glanced into the restaurant and said to him, "Thank you for waiting for me outside. My seat is by the window. I'll signal you if anything happens."

Bodyguard: "Okay, Miss Song."

After talking with the bodyguard, Song Yi walked into the restaurant.

She was about to ask the waiter to take her to the table reserved by Mr. Li when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

When Fu Xijing walked in front of her, Song Yi subconsciously raised her hand to wipe her eyes. She thought she was hallucinating.

Fu Xijing saw her eyes were slightly dazed because of surprise, and he smiled and raised his hand to wave in front of her eyes: "Are you stunned?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Song Yi finally came back to his senses.

She frowned slightly, "Why are you here too?"

In the afternoon, she asked him if he wanted to come with her, but he said he was busy. Did he say that on purpose to force a "surprise" for her in the evening?

Fu Xijing did not answer Song Yi's question immediately.

He put his hand on Song Yi's shoulder, hugged her, and said to the waiter, "Reserved seat, B14."

When Song Yi heard the seat number, her brows furrowed even more tightly. Wasn't this the seat Mr. Li had reserved? She didn't seem to have told him such details during the conversation.

"Mr. Li, right?" The waiter glanced backstage. "Please come in, I'll take you there."

Song Yi was hugged by Fu Xijing and walked into the restaurant.

The first floor of this restaurant is very large and long, with private rooms at the end.

The waiter took the two to the door of B14 and asked them to go in.

Fu Xijing said "thank you" and pulled Song Yi in.

When the two came in, there was no one in the box.

Fu Xijing was not polite and simply pulled out a chair and sat down, as if he was the leader today.

Song Yi stood opposite him and looked down at him: "Didn't you say you were not free tonight?"

Fu Xijing: "Yeah."

Song Yi: "...Then why are you here?"

Fu Xijing didn't respond, but bent down and picked up an insulated suitcase from the ground.

Song Yi looked confused.

Under her gaze, Fu Xijing opened the box and took out several boxes.

What’s in the box is… plum cake?

After seeing the thing clearly, Song Yi's eyes became more confused. She withdrew her gaze from the plum cake and looked at Fu Xijing.

Just as I was about to ask him what was going on, I saw the corners of his mouth raised.

Song Yi was startled and his right eyelid twitched a few times.

She pursed her lips, took out her cell phone from her bag, opened WeChat, found Mr. Li's chat interface, and decisively made a voice call.

The next second, the ringtone of an incoming voice call came from Fu Xijing's side.

Song Yi hung up the phone, threw it on the table, and stared at him intently.

"Mr. Li." She opened her mouth, her voice a little hoarse, and said, "Is it you?"

Fu Xijing stood up and walked to her, pulled out a chair, and helped her sit down.

He opened the box, took out a piece of osmanthus cake and put it to her mouth, "Try it, I learned it for a week."

One week.

Song Yi suddenly remembered how he had been leaving early and coming back late this week.

He said it was because of work, and she never doubted it - so he went out to learn how to make plum cakes?

She was angry and amused at the same time, and for a moment she didn't know how to face him.

"I know you are angry. Try it first. It won't taste good if it's cold." Fu Xijing's attitude was very gentle.

Song Yi could tell that he was very cautious, even trying to please her on purpose.

Song Yi took a deep breath, raised his hand, took the plum cake and took a bite.

Fu Xijing sat down next to her, holding his chin and looking at her expectantly.

After she finished chewing and swallowing, he asked, "Does it taste the same as when you were a kid?"

"Have you been making plum blossom cakes these days?" Song Yi answered the question irrelevantly.

Fu Xijing hummed, "My friend found a white pastry chef from Jiangnan."

Song Yi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Fu Xijing repeated: "Is it the taste in your memory?"

"It tastes better than what I ate when I was a child." Although a little angry, Song Yi still gave the most objective answer.

"Did you really do this?" Song Yi couldn't believe it. He actually spent a week to do it so well.

Fu Xijing smiled and shook his arm. "My hand is cramping. Are you touched?" Song Yi looked at him expressionlessly. "Mr. Li, aren't you going to explain your identity?"

How could she not see through Fu Xijing's tricks?

This series of punches was simply to reduce obstacles when confessing his identity to her.

Fu Xijing probably thought she would be very angry.

But Song Yi is fine.

I am angry, but the so-called anger of being deceived doesn't seem to reach that level.

She now needs Fu Xijing to explain this matter to her clearly.

Reason, purpose, starting point.

Fu Xijing confessed: "I asked you out today just to explain this to you."

Song Yi made a "please" gesture, indicating that he should start.