That's what they say.
But……
Whenever Mrs. Bai saw that young man outside, she felt something was off about him.
I feel like I've seen it somewhere before.
Two full bowls of rice were scooped out of the rice cooker and handed to Rong Shang.
I just stood there, lost in thought.
Rong Shang glanced at her and frowned.
She spoke up to remind her, and Bai's mother turned her head to look at her, as if to ask her something, "Xiaoyu, don't you think your boss looks a lot like someone?"
"who?"
"That's the day the king was killed—"
I don't think so.
It turns out that on the night Grandpa Wang died, Bai's mother really did see the murderer's face.
However, when she woke up, she inexplicably forgot everything, leaving only a vague impression in her subconscious.
Rong Shang knew that she also had doubts, so she quickly stopped her from saying what she was about to say.
Mrs. Bai pretended to hit her, "You brat, I haven't even finished speaking yet."
"Shh." Rong Shang turned around and gestured for her to be quiet.
"Mom, my boss is still sitting in the living room. If he hears you talking so loudly, how will I be able to work for him?"
If he heard that Nan Qiaosheng resembled a murderer...
"Oh, oh." Mrs. Bai realized this herself, and she quickly shut her mouth and lowered her voice, "I know, look at my mouth."
She's always so outspoken.
"Let's eat."
*
At night, the light tubes in the corridor swayed in the wind.
At nine o'clock, Rong Shang opened the door and came outside.
Behind them, Nan Qiaosheng and Bai's mother followed closely.
"Mr. Nan, come visit often when you have time."
Mrs. Bai warmly saw him off at the door, and Nan Qiaosheng nodded repeatedly, his posture excessively humble.
"Auntie, no need to see me out. Please go inside; it's windy outside."
"Oh." Mrs. Bai smiled broadly. She turned to her daughter, Xiaoyu, who was standing in the aisle with her hair flying wildly in the wind. "Xiaoyu, why don't you see Mr. Nan off?"
"Oh, okay."
It's really cold outside.
Rong Shang put her hands into her coat pockets while looking up at the tall man in front of her.
I refuse.
Didn't you say you didn't need to send it?
But no, Nan Qiaosheng remained silent, as if tacitly agreeing to let her see him off.
All right.
"Boss, let me walk you downstairs."
After saying this, Rong Shang took the lead and walked ahead. Behind her, Bai's mother stood at the door and shouted loudly at her, "You brat, don't walk so fast!"
Is this a gift?
"It's alright, Auntie."
A warm voice came from behind, and soon the man caught up from behind.
The dim yellow light shone down, giving it a bit of a 90s feel.
"I'm so sorry."
Rong Shang slowed her pace and began to chat with him casually.
Nan Qiaosheng laughed when she heard this, "What?"
"My mom, she's quite a nag, but she's not a bad person at heart."
"It's nothing." The man seemed to enjoy smiling, and it was a very gentle smile. "I feel fine."
"I also want to thank you for bringing me to your home for dinner."
Nan Qiaosheng suddenly took a deep breath, exhaled, and said, "I really think it's great."
It's very warm.
“You…” Rong Shang frowned, feeling something was very strange.
Are you alright?
She suddenly stopped and looked at him when she reached the top of the stairs.
When Rong Chang's gaze fell upon the man's thin white shirt, she became even more puzzled.
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