Chapter 75 10.07/It’s the first update. I can braid your hair…
On the way there, Chu Song explained to the young master what hot pot is.
"You really haven't eaten it?" She turned to look at Fan Tingnian while swiping the introduction picture on her phone.
She held the phone in front of him, almost touching his eyes. Having read two books on child psychology in three consecutive days, she was now extremely patient. "Look, it's this, a pot with white steam rising..."
Fan Tingnian took her hand away, and with a hint of disdain, he said calmly, "I haven't eaten it, but I've seen it."
"Did you see him online?" Chu Song forgot that his previous studio had no internet.
"No," the man said in a hoarse, faint voice. His right hand was still on her wrist, as if he was very dissatisfied with her forgetting his past. "I have professors of history, culture, and ethnology who have taught me about the culture and cuisine of various places."
"Oh oh oh," Chu Song pretended to remember, then turned around and kissed him on the cheek.
The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and his gaze at her was no longer as dangerous and cold as before.
The department dinner had a lot more people than the group. There were three groups in total, plus their families and friends. Half of the window area of the hot pot restaurant was booked, and there were seven or eight tables with eight people at each.
Chu Song had informed Zhang Xinran in advance and also told the deputy director, so everyone basically knew that the cooperating investors would also come to the dinner in the evening.
When Chu Song and Fan Tingnian arrived, most of the people had already arrived. Zhang Xinran had reserved seats for them in advance. When she saw Chu Song coming in, she quickly walked over to her, grabbed her wrist and moved her to the side.
Fan Tingnian, who was walking on the side, lowered her eyes to look at Zhang Xinran holding her hand.
Because of his high nose and brow bones, his appearance is sharp, and his eyes always reveal a hint of indifference, so it is easy for him to appear a little fierce.
At this time, he stopped for a moment and looked at Zhang Xinran.
Zhang Xinran shuddered at his gaze, and the words he wanted to tell Chu Song got stuck in his throat. With respect for the investors and fear for Fan Tingnian himself, he said, "Mr. Fan, what can I do for you..."
Fan Tingnian lowered his eyes, then glanced at her hand holding Chu Song's: "Sorry, my fiancée..."
Chu Song caught a glimpse of Fan Tingnian's eyes and knew that he was about to say something very explosive, so she quickly pinched him. Fan Tingnian was puzzled and looked at her sideways.
She ignored his gaze, pulled Zhang Xinran two steps to the side, and asked her what she had just said to her.
Zhang Xinran conveyed the director's instructions to her and told her that a seat by the window was reserved for her because everyone felt awkward sitting at the same table with the investors for dinner, so for the time being, there were only her, Fan Tingnian, and the deputy director's family of three at that table.
Chu Song understood and expressed her understanding, then walked back. Fan Tingnian was standing there, still looking at her with the same puzzled and scrutinizing eyes as before.
Chu Song saw that Zhang Xinran had already left, so he pulled Fan Tingnian forward and asked quietly, "What did you want to say just now?"
"My fiancée can only be held by me."
“…” She knew it!
There were still a few steps to go to the dining area. Passing by the table against the wall, Chu Song casually picked up a lollipop and handed it to the man next to her: "Zhang Xinran is a girl."
"Girls won't like you? I don't think so." He glanced at the lollipop in his right hand and warned her perceptively, "You've been acting strangely the last two days. You've been using the same preschool-child tactics to deal with me. I don't think I need to be treated that way."
“…” Chu Song stared at him for two seconds, then reached out to take back the lollipop. “If you don’t want it, give it back to me.”
The man's fingers closed easily, preventing her from taking it back. He then put the lollipop into his coat pocket, straightened up, and looked at her with his handsome, sculpted face. "But I'm very happy that you gave me something. I hope you'll keep working hard in the future."
This mixed-race guy has a lot of things going on.
Italian cuisine rarely involves spicy flavors. Fan Tingnian lived in a place where most of the servants were Italian, and he often traveled to Milan, so his taste was more Western. Chu Song was worried and repeatedly confirmed with him whether he could get used to the taste of red pot.
The deputy director at the same table smiled and said, "Xiaochu is very good to her boyfriend."
After the deputy director finished speaking, Chu Song pinched Fan Tingnian's thigh. The man glanced at her and swallowed the words that were about to correct her, "It's my fiancée."
Chu Song also smiled, picked up two more pieces of food for Fan Tingnian, and nodded to the deputy director in response: "He rarely eats spicy food, I'm afraid he won't be used to it."
What Chu Song didn't say was that he was a very picky person and was particularly particular about what he ate. She just saw him pick out an ugly bean sprout from among several other bean sprouts.
Thinking of this, when she picked up some food for Fan Tingnian again, she specially chose the beautiful wood ear mushrooms and the lovely tofu skin.
The deputy director's wife also said: "That's really good. I saw you kept picking up food for your boyfriend."
The man's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, then he looked at Chu Song's slightly empty plate, raised his eyes again, looked at the couple across the table, and then fell on the couples at other tables.
Halfway through the meal, Chu Song stood up and went to talk to the other two tables where his team members were. Then, he and the other two team leaders were called to the table by the window where the director was.
When I came back after socializing, some food was put on my plate and some drinks were added to my cup.
A few minutes later, she was called away by Zhang Xinran again. This exhibition was a success, and a group of people invited her over to have a drink together. She stood beside Zhang Xinran with a cup in her hand and turned to look in the direction she had just come from.
She saw Fan Tingnian stare at her plate seriously for a few seconds, then pick up some food from the cooking pot that was the same as the one on her plate and put it in.
Those are her favorite foods.
Then he observed a couple not far away, and like the boy in the couple, he poured the drink of the flavor that she just didn't like into his own cup.
Chu Song's heart softened all of a sudden.
He is picky and cold-hearted, and doesn't know how to take care of others, but he is learning.
After finishing the toast and walking back, Chu Song's heart was still soft. He sat back in his seat and didn't touch his chopsticks for a few seconds.
The person next to her looked at her for a while, frowned and asked, "Don't you like it?"
"I saw you pick up bamboo shoots three times in the past ten minutes. I thought you liked eating bamboo shoots," he said.
Chu Song came back to his senses, picked up the food with his chopsticks, and quickly explained: "No, I like it very much."
The man's frown relaxed.
Chu Song looked up and said, "Thank you."
"Very good. I hope you can finish your meal then." He then glanced at a male colleague at the next table. "You've just been over there twice and spoken to him three times. I hope you can avoid any contact with him until the end of the meal."
“…” Chu Song pretended not to hear and lowered his head to eat his bamboo shoots.
This is not good. Some people's unhappiness starts from this moment and continues until they finish their meal and go to the pub - an hour later.
After three rounds of the game, he was still staring at her from behind.
For the first time, Chu Song felt what it meant to feel like sitting on pins and needles.
And his green eyes would glow in the dim tavern, which was really scary!
Zhang Xinran, who was sitting next to her, felt it. She glanced back and gently nudged Chu Song with her arm: "Your...fiancé seems to be looking at you all the time. Does he have something to ask you?"
Ever since Fan Tingnian corrected him once when he entered the pub, Zhang Xinran has always called him that.
“No need.” Chu Song played a card in his hand.
She really didn't go because she had something to do. As the deputy team leader, she naturally had to communicate with everyone at the department dinner. It was impossible for her to just hide in a corner and talk to Fan Tingnian by herself.
And she also explained to Fan Tingnian that she had just talked to a male colleague at the hot pot restaurant.
Indeed, he only said three sentences in total, namely "Thank you", "Sorry you stepped on my foot" and "It's okay".
After the explanation, he expressed his understanding, but he had been staring at her since entering the pub.
Around ten o'clock, Chu Song handed his chips to the girl next to him and asked her to take over and continue playing. She then stood up from her seat and walked towards Fan Tingnian.
The man's gaze was as if it had substance, it was fixed on her from the moment she stood up until she walked over and stood in front of him.
Because of his strong aura, no one competed with him for a seat, and he was now sitting alone in a booth.
"Fan Tingnian..." Chu Song's hands hanging at her side curled up unconsciously. He looked at her so intently that she felt a little embarrassed.
"Why are you blushing?" the man sitting there suddenly asked.
“…” There were people sitting in the next booth, the two team leaders of Group 2, who had a good relationship with her.
His voice was not low, and the two turned to look at him, and then gossiped in a very low voice, with faint words such as "good at flirting..."
Chu Song was so embarrassed that he even grabbed the ground with his toes.
She pulled her collar and quickly squeezed in to sit next to Fan Tingnian. The man put his right arm behind her and naturally embraced her.
Then he lowered his gaze to her and repeated, "Why are you blushing? You haven't answered me yet."
"Because of you, because of you," Chu Song said twice in a low voice while looking straight ahead, "Because you always look at me. Of course I blush when you look at me."
After she finished speaking, she was silent for a while, and she felt that Fan Tingnian was still looking at her.
After a moment, the man spoke again: "So it's because of me?"
"right."
"I'm very happy." He said after two seconds and continued to look at her.
Chu Song watched people playing cards not far away, and he sat next to her, looking at her intently. After a moment, Chu Song couldn't stand being stared at anymore, so she stood up and tried to pull him up with her.
She leaned over and whispered to him, "I'm going to the supermarket to buy something. Will you come with me?"
Fan Tingnian frowned slightly. "Go to the supermarket? What do you want to buy? I can buy it for you."
"Um?"
He explained: "I saw the couple on the sofa on the left. The man went out to buy something for his girlfriend."
Chu Song glanced in the direction he mentioned. Oh my God, how many people did he observe tonight? He wouldn’t have observed all the couples in their department, right?
“No, sometimes we need to go shopping together,” Chu Song pulled him up, “Hurry up, I want to go out with you.”
Fan Tingnian stared at her for two seconds, not knowing what words touched him, and stood up with her.
A few minutes later, the two came out of the pub. Chu Song did want to buy something. She drank two beers while toasting at the hot pot restaurant, and she had half a cocktail while playing games in the pub.
Now that the effects of the alcohol were taking effect and she felt stuffy, she wanted to come out and drink something cool to wake herself up.
The two stood diagonally in front of the tavern. Chu Song looked to both sides and saw a large convenience store about ten meters to the left.
"I'm going, wait for me here."
"I help you?"
Chu Song waved her hand, still thinking about how to tell him not to stare at her when she got home that night: "No, you don't know what I drink, I'll go and take a look myself."
The man stared at her and replied after a moment: "Yeah."
"Then I'll go. You stay here and get some fresh air. Wait for me."
Chu Song came out after buying a drink and ran into someone who asked for his contact information.
One of the two boys was wearing a jacket, and the other a beige sweatshirt. The boy in the beige sweatshirt looked clean and handsome, but it was obvious that he had drunk some wine. His cheeks were slightly red. He handed his phone to Chu Song: "Excuse me... Can you add me on WeChat?"
The boy in the jacket was much more cheerful than him. He hooked his arm around his shoulder and introduced his friend: "We were just shopping at the convenience store. My friend saw you and you're his type. He fell in love with you at first sight... and we were drinking next to each other..."
Chu Song saw Fan Tingnian walking towards him not far away.
Her dizzy head had just cleared up a bit, and she quickly waved her hand, bowed and politely refused: "Sorry, I don't want to exchange contact information."
The boy in the jacket explained: "My friend is very shy, he won't harass you, just chat for a few minutes and if it's not appropriate, then..."
Fan Tingnian had already approached and pulled the boy's jacket away by the back of his collar. He was half a head taller than the other man and was obviously very aggressive.
Chu Song was afraid that the mixed-blood man didn't understand the laws of his country, so he cleared his mind a little. He rushed forward and grabbed Fan Tingnian's arm: "We live in a society ruled by law now. If you hit someone casually, you will be arrested by the police!"
She still remembered how he beat Song Huinan.
But this time was different from last time. The two boys in front of him just asked for WeChat and did nothing else.
The person she was holding tilted his head and looked at her with a look that made him think she wasn't very smart. Then he turned around and said to the two boys, "I'll give you 10 million. Get out of here."
?????
The first chant made a sharp explosion.
The two boys who were threatened were also completely stunned, and their expressions even looked like they thought Fan Tingnian was not speaking Chinese.
Chu Song was now fully awake. He hooked his arm around Fan Tingnian's and bowed to the two men again to explain, "Excuse me, this is my... fiancé. He's not from China. Anyway, what he said was a little strange, so please don't mind."
"And I won't add any contact information, but I hope you enjoy your drinks in the pub next door."
After the two boys left, Chu Song grabbed Fan Tingnian's sleeve and spoke fiercely, feeling very heartbroken: "Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me? They just want their WeChat account. It's not like I'm with someone else. If you have the money, why don't you give it to me? You spendthrift, Fan Tingnian, you are a spendthrift!"
The man looked confused and said, "Ten million is just Sophie's grocery money for two months."
"It's not meat, just vegetables," he emphasized.
"............" Chu Song felt that she and Fan Tingnian were using different currencies. She glanced back and became a little excited. "Don't be so loud. If you say that on the street, everyone will know that we have money. What if someone stabs us?"
Society is so unstable now!
The man's expression was even more disdainful: "I have bodyguards."
Because of her emotional words just now, Chu Song's chest was slightly heaving and had not yet completely calmed down. She was still shocked that Fan Tingnian said that the 10 million was just for buying groceries.
But it was obvious that Fan Tingnian misunderstood the meaning.
He stared at her face seriously for a while, walked forward, and touched her cheek with his warm right hand: "Are you angry?"
Chu Song looked up, a little confused: "Hmm?"
Fan Tingnian lowered his gaze and met her eyes. His voice was tinged with the night breeze, but as if for her sake, he deliberately kept it gentle. "I heard you had a few words with that colleague at dinner, and after that your attitude became a little cold. At the pub, I kept looking at you, and you didn't seem happy either. And just now, I asked those two people to leave."
He frowned at her brows, judging her mood: "You are frowning, and I don't know why."
He walked forward again, lifted her hair, looked at the ends of her hair, and seemed to be considering: "If you are unhappy, I can apologize to you. Can I braid your hair? Ancient Chinese texts say that braiding hair is a symbol of eternal love and a way for a husband to apologize to his wife. Every time you are unhappy because of me, I want to apologize to you."
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