Chapter Ninety-Seven: It Can't Be Forced
"Sir, madam, you may eat. It wasn't until Zhao's mother came over that the embarrassing situation was broken, and everyone moved to the restaurant.
Sure enough, there were pineapple and fried shrimp with corn on the table, Rong Xicheng glanced at the two dishes in front of him, and his face turned two points cold.
The maid in charge of serving the food was panicked.
They deliberately put these two dishes made by their wife in front of their husband, could it be that Mr. doesn't like to eat these two dishes?
But I don't see my husband say I don't like it at home on weekdays.
Stephen also paid attention to Rong Xicheng's face and said, "If Mr. Rong doesn't like these two dishes, it is better to change them in front of me, I like them very much." ”
Xia Wanwan frowned slightly, she hadn't seen Rong Xicheng say she didn't eat or didn't like to eat before.
Xia Wanwan said, "If you don't like ......"
"There's nothing to dislike. Rong Xicheng said.
"Like it or not, this kind of thing can't be forced, Xicheng. Fu Shiyi said.
"I don't think you used to like to eat such sweet and sour things. ”
Rong Xicheng first put a pair of chopsticks in his bowl and said, "I didn't eat much in the past, but now I think it's not bad, you can also try it." ”
Rong Xicheng looked at everyone again: "Let's move the chopsticks, entertaining friends is a simple coarse tea and light rice, and I hope you are satisfied." ”
Fu Shiyi smiled, but the smile on his face was obviously far-fetched.
The other people at the dinner table saw that this meal was obviously a little unusual, but the two sisters and brothers of the Fu family were eyeing their husband and wife respectively.
"Dad, I'm going to eat. Little Star shouted at Rong Xicheng.
She didn't understand these undercurrents between adults, and she was bent on eating the delicious food made by Mommy.
"Okay. Rong Xicheng gave Xiaoxing a pair of chopsticks, his expression was gentle, and this scene was very unpleasant in Fu Shiyi's eyes.
If she doesn't hold her identity over the years, if she takes the initiative to let go of some of her pride, then maybe their children are so old, and maybe there will be no such children.
Now, she regrets it because of her pride.
"Dad, I still want that. Little Star said, pointing to another dish.
"Good. Rong Xicheng also took action to clip the little star.
"Xiao Pei, you go and get another plate, and put all the dishes that Xingxing wants to eat on the plate. Xia Wanwan said to the servant standing aside.
"Yes, ma'am. ”
"Xingxing, I'll ask Xiao Pei to give you that plate and put the dishes you want to eat on your plate, okay? Xia Wanwan said to Xiaoxing.
"Daddy is going to eat too. ”
"But I like it when my dad picks up food for me. Little Star said with a pout.
"It's okay, I'm not hungry. Rong Xicheng said to Xia Wanwan.
"Eh, the only woman who can make our Rong Liuye patiently serve is our little princess. Chen Ye said on the side, sure enough, this person who became a father is different.
In the past, when they ate, he wouldn't even pour tea for them, let alone pick up vegetables or something, and there was not a woman at this table who wanted to serve dishes for him, and how did he solve it, he directly asked the waiter to add another dish and put it directly in front of the woman, so angry that the woman's face turned blue.
Seeing Rong Xicheng say this, Xia Wanwan didn't say anything anymore, but just asked Xiao Pei to put the dishes back in the kitchen.
Fu Shiyi silently put down the chopsticks, and her face changed slightly.
Chen Ye was about to speak, but Luo Fei stepped on Chen Ye with the tip of his shoe under the table.
"Fei Fei, you ......"
Luo Fei gave Chen Ye a "shut up" look, and then smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I accidentally stepped on you just now." ”
"It's okay, it's okay. Chen Ye laughed stupidly twice, and finally didn't continue.
"Why didn't Miss Fu eat it, is it because the food is not up to your appetite?" Xia Wanwan asked when she saw Fu Shiyi put down the dishes and chopsticks.
"I'm not hungry today. Fu Shiyi said in a somewhat cold tone.
"Eat, and ignore me. ”
Xia Wanwan just greeted her politely as the hostess, and it was up to her whether she ate or not, she just had to be polite and thoughtful.
The children all ate quickly, and after eating, they all got off the table, and the adults at the table began to taste the wine, Fu Shiyi didn't eat much, but drank a lot of wine.
"Miss Fu, do you want to go to the sofa to rest first?and then let the kitchen cook you a sobering soup?" Since the last time she was drunk and let go, Xia Wanwan didn't dare to touch the wine much during this time, and noticed that Fu Shiyi's eyes were already foggy, presumably she had drunk too much.
"Thanks, no need. Fu Shiyi squinted and said strongly.
She didn't like Xia Wanwan's appearance as a hostess very much, and after she got drunk, that little bit of upbringing that was supported by reason was about to be left behind.
"Then let the driver take you back later. Xia Wanwan didn't reluctantly look at Stephen and said.
Stephen also drank a lot of wine, his cheeks and tails were flushed, standing in front of Xia Wanwan and nodding obediently, like a big golden retriever, people couldn't help but want to ruan his head.
But after all, there is a difference between men and women, and such actions are too ambiguous, Xia Wanwan is just thinking about it in her heart, in her heart Stephen is a very important friend to her, and a little brother.
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but sneer when she looked at Stephen's well-behaved appearance in front of Xia Wanwan, she really didn't have a little backbone.
Xia Wanwan still asked the kitchen to cook some decanting soup, after all, they had drunk a lot, and it would be much more comfortable to drink a little on the way back later.
Su Boyi is a person who doesn't talk much, but seeing Xia Wanwan so busy, he still can't help but say to Rong Xicheng: "Sure enough, there is a hostess in the family who is still different." ”
Although all these things can be done by a maid and a housekeeper, it is still different to have a hostess to do it.
Rong Xicheng didn't speak, just bent the corners of his mouth.
Fu Shiyi, who was sitting on the sofa resting, actually felt a sense of dryness in her heart and frowned.
Does Xi Cheng want such a woman who takes care of the housework like a housekeeper? No, she knows Xi Cheng, and he should like a woman who can stand side by side with him.
He just wanted to give Xia Wanwan face in front of everyone.
How could such a woman really get into his heart if she didn't understand Xi Cheng's ambitions and ambitions, didn't understand his career, and didn't understand his preferences.
There are so many women who want to get close to him over the years, whether they are gentle and lovely or delicate and domineering, he has not let them get close, and the only woman around him is her.
She knows him, he wants to drink a cup of coffee every morning, hates greasy and overly sweet food, doesn't like to eat celery, doesn't like to eat dairy products, likes skiing, horse racing and reading, and has a fixed time every week for fitness, does Xia Wanwan know all this?
The seeds of jealousy had taken root in her heart, and the vines that had grown under the catalysis of alcohol had wrapped tightly around her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe, and she clenched her fists tightly to preserve the last shred of reason.