“Fine, if you won’t say it, then I will. You were wrong about what happened today, and I hope you can apologize to Lu Chaoyang and promise that you will never do the same thing again.” Yuan Doudou said bluntly. An Rong was her husband, and Lu Chaoyang was her friend. She hoped that they could get along harmoniously.
An Rong's heart tightened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and a bitter feeling gradually spread from the corner of his eye to the bottom of his heart. This was how Yuan Doudou saw him.
"DouDou, I'm a man." He tried to say calmly, but his eyes were already red.
Yuan Doudou said calmly, "An Rong, I have always thought of you as a true man, without a doubt. That's why you need to act like a man in some things. Lu Chaoyang has no bad intentions, and I know he likes me."
"You know, how can you say he doesn't have bad intentions?" An Rong clenched his fists. He would never allow another man to covet his wife.
Yuan Doudou said seriously, "I know, and I will naturally be careful not to let him do anything out of line. I also trust his character and believe that he would not do anything to me knowing that I am your wife. You should also trust him on this point. He helped us when we were in trouble, and we cannot be ungrateful bastards."
A villain? In DouDou's eyes, he's an ungrateful villain?
An Rong's eyes turned even redder, resembling the eyes on his stomach.
His throat was swollen, and he couldn't speak for a moment. For Lu Chaoyang's sake, she didn't hesitate to use vicious words to provoke him.
Yuan Doudou calmed down. She had said everything she needed to say, and hoped that An Rong would be more mindful of his behavior in the future.
She looked at An Rong with a somewhat forlorn expression. He seemed to still be troubled, perhaps because she had spoken too harshly.
She hoped An Rong could understand the pain she felt caught in the middle. She didn't want to hurt either side, but sometimes she could only ask the important people to give in. She couldn't ask Lu Chaoyang to do anything, but she could tell An Rong what she was doing.
This is why people who are closest to each other are more likely to get hurt.
An Rong remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Okay, I promise you, if he comes again, I will apologize to him."
He wanted to punch him twice, but he couldn't say it. He could only apologize in frustration. What could he do? He loved teasing her. Loving someone is simple: it's about making her happy in every way.
Yuan Doudou sensed a hint of helplessness and reluctance in An Rong's voice, but she was still pleased that An Rong had made concessions.
"Anrong, I knew you were the best." Her smile reached her eyes as she reached out and grasped Anrong's hand.
At this moment, An Rong's bitter heart was enveloped in warmth and softened. He held Dou Dou's hand in return; it was small and soft.
With their misunderstanding resolved, the two lingered in each other's arms until dawn before finally falling asleep.
The next day, a young man with a pretty face appeared at the tavern entrance. He looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in fine silk and satin, with a jade hair ornament, making him look quite extraordinary.
"Hello, is this a job posting?" Fang He walked in and bowed to Lu Xi, who was sweeping the floor, and asked.
Lu Xi looked up and saw that the young man had red lips and white teeth, and his features were beautiful, even more so than hers.
He was stunned for a moment before nodding and saying, "Please come in."
Are just any kind of person going to be a waiter these days? Judging from his clothes and demeanor, he's definitely not an ordinary commoner.
"Thank you, sir." Fang He replied politely, and walked inside with composed steps.
An Rong had just gone out and there were no more dishes. Only Lu Xi was in the shop. Huang Rong hadn't gotten up yet, probably because the shop was too busy last night and she was too tired to get up.
"You're welcome. Please sit for a moment. Brother Anrong will be back soon." Lu Xi placed a chair at the table for Fang He to sit on.
Fang He was about to sit down, but seeing that he had been sweeping the floor, he felt it was inappropriate. He was here to find work, not to enjoy himself. Everyone was saying that he was a parasite and couldn't live without his family. He was going to prove himself by not eating steamed buns and earning money to support himself with his own hands.
"Thank you, but I won't sit. There's anything I can do for you." Fang He's eyes shone with anticipation for a better life.
Lu Xi was in a dilemma. Brother An Rong hadn't returned yet, and it was uncertain whether this person would stay. Was it really appropriate to have someone do the work first?
"Don't worry about it. Just consider it a pre-employment assessment. If I do well, I hope you can put in a good word for me with the boss." He had already approached three companies, and they all let him go without saying a word, even saying that he had deliberately come to cause trouble.
Lu Xi then dispelled her concerns. Indeed, they needed someone to clean up.
"Okay, let's get to know each other first. My name is Lu Xi, what's your name?"
Fang He politely replied, "Hello, Lu Xi, I am Fang He."
Lu Xi nodded, "Fang He, now we need to wipe this place down. You take the rag and wipe the table, and I'll sweep and mop the floor."
After saying that, Lu Xi continued to sweep the floor with focus, not missing any corner. After sweeping, she took the mop and mopped the floor, mopping each spot four or five times until the floor was shiny.
When he finished his work, he turned to look at Fang He and found that he was still wiping the table, and it was the same table that he had just started wiping. After so long, he hadn't even finished wiping one table.
When he was working, he was like a little turtle, slowing down every movement and lingering in one place for a long time. Perhaps because he was wiping so carefully, Fang He didn't notice that Lu Xi was watching him.
"Fang He can wipe the next table now." These tables have all been wiped after closing time, and this morning's wipe is just to remove the surface dust, so it doesn't need to be so meticulous.
Fang He came to his senses, wondering if he had wiped too slowly, but he just wanted to show that he was very serious about his work.
Isn't it said that everyone likes people who are meticulous and conscientious in their work?
"Okay, I'll go right away."
When he said "immediately," he meant that after a cup of tea's time, Lu Xi had already wiped all the tables while he was wiping the second one.
"Have you finished wiping?"
Fang He found himself with nothing to do and looked at Lu Xi in surprise. How could he have done it so quickly?
Helpless, Lu Xi led him into the kitchen, brought out a bag of garlic, and asked him to help peel the garlic cloves.
"What is this?" Fang He asked, holding a white garlic clove with a foolish expression on his face.
Lu Xi sighed, wondering if this person was really looking for work.
Why do I have this vague feeling that they're here to experience life?
“This is garlic,” Lu Xi answered patiently.
Fang He disagreed, "I know garlic, it's green."
Lu Xi realized that he had only ever seen garlic sprouts, not garlic bulbs.
"These are garlic seeds, called garlic bulbs, which are used for stir-frying." Some people also like to eat roasted garlic bulbs.
"I see. Now what should I do?" He knew he didn't know, so he could only ask more questions and learn more.
Lu Xi thought to herself, "Brother Anrong probably wouldn't hire someone like this. This guy is clearly a rich kid who's just here to cause them trouble."
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