Dear Mr. Lu - Chapter 29

[Chapter 29]

“You want to eat too?” Lu Chong teased his big cat with great interest.

“Meow.” The big cat slapped his hand open, tilted his head and looked at Luo Wencheng expectantly.

“No way.” Luo Wencheng picked it up with a smile, “You have already eaten a bowl just now, and if you eat any more, you will exceed the standard. Look at your flesh.”

He rubbed the cat’s chubby chin, Then got slapped on the paw.

“Sir, you can try it. If you think it tastes bad, I can improve it.”

Lu Chong felt a bit of pressure when he was stared at with expectant eyes. The handsome young man in front of him must not know that his The small eyes were the same as those of a certain cat, after a pause, Lu Chong picked up the chopsticks.

Luo Wencheng hurriedly said: “Drink the soup first, and drink the soup first when eating noodles.”

Lu Chong smiled, picked up a spoon and took a sip of the noodle soup.

Then, it was unexpectedly delicious. The stomach that had been hungry for a day and tortured for many days was instantly comforted, and there was almost a pleasurable ecstasy.

He raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him: “You are making noodles for the first time?”

“It doesn’t count, in fact, you have practiced all afternoon.” Luo Wencheng sat down with the big cat who couldn’t eat the noodles and was depressed, “Uncle Ding said Mister likes to eat this, and I live here under the care of Mister, and I can’t do anything for Mister, if Mister likes it, I will make it for Mister every day.”

Lu Chong’s dark and deep eyes trembled slightly, he had heard some words of flattery before. Heaps, who didn’t talk about the hype, but none of them are more beautiful than the young man’s words.

He picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles slowly. The full and wonderful enjoyment captured the taste buds. He even forgot how long he hadn’t had such a good meal.

Luo Wencheng looked at him with a smile for a while, because this was Lu Chong’s study, and he didn’t dare to look around, so he lowered his head and played with the ribs. When Lu Chong stopped his chopsticks, he looked up and saw that the big sea bowl had bottomed out. , and immediately showed a happy and relaxed smile as if you’re done: “Sir, do you want more?”

“Do you think I’m a big eater?” Lu Chong said, “It’s delicious, but don’t cook it in the future. You are a guest, not a cook.”

“I’m not a cook, but I want to do my best for Mr. I really like making this. I just learned how to make noodles now. I want to learn how to cook, pastry, and other food with Uncle Zhou in the future. This is a free learning opportunity. A chef like Uncle Zhou can’t take it easily Apprentice.” Luo Wencheng blinked, as if he was proud of himself for taking advantage of him.

What else can Lu Chong say, depriving him of the opportunity to learn from the chef?

Luo Wencheng suddenly remembered something, and he said, “By the way, the Luo family sent an invitation card, saying that they would hold a welcome banquet for the husband. Will the husband go?”

“They mentioned this to me, and they also gave Did you post?”

“Yeah.”

“You will come with me then.”

Luo Wencheng bit his lower lip.

Lu Chong: “Don’t want to go?”

“No, I… I haven’t attended this kind of banquet for a long time, and I’m afraid of embarrassing my husband.”

“You always have to show up. The school has completed the formalities, and you can go next Monday Go to school, this time you should get used to it in advance.”

He also formally told those people that he was the person Lu Chong was protecting now, so that he would not be bullied by some short-sighted things in school.

Luo Wencheng understood what he meant, nodded gratefully, and said solemnly: “I will work hard and not embarrass you.”

Then he put away the bowls and chopsticks: “Then you continue to work, sir, I will go out first.”

Lu Chong looked Watching him go out, slightly shaking his head and smiling, what are you trying to do? At a banquet, does he become a battlefield?

Luo Wencheng opened the door and came out. Uncle Ding had been waiting outside for a long time. Seeing the door open, he hurried over to take a look. He saw that there was only soup base left in the huge bowl, and asked in disbelief: “Is this… Mister ate it?”

Luo Wencheng nodded, with an uncontrollable smile in his eyes.

“Mister didn’t say anything?”

“No, just eat it. Uncle Ding, your method really works.”

“What works for me is all thanks to you, Xiao Luo.” Uncle Ding looked at Luo Wencheng meaningfully, I think it may be necessary to re-evaluate the importance of this person to Mr.

Luo Wencheng pursed his lips, and said with a smile: “It’s not too early or too late for this meal, Mr. will definitely be hungry again at night, Uncle Ding, what do you think we should do for supper?” The

two went downstairs while discussing softly. Luo Wencheng said: “By the way, Uncle Ding, tomorrow I’m going to the reception banquet with my husband, but you also know that I have been there for the past three years… I may have forgotten some etiquette. Book, I’ll make up for it tonight.”

He was very embarrassed when he said this, his ears were a little red: “Also… I don’t have any clothes suitable for that occasion.”

After hearing this, Uncle Ding felt very sorry for Luo Wencheng. It felt a little different all of a sudden.

He does not shy away from his experience of being in prison before, and he is not ashamed to reveal his own flaws. This may be a shame to ordinary people, and he is ashamed to mention it under cover, but he dares to speak out and ask others for help.

In fact, even if he didn’t say anything, Uncle Ding would definitely make proper arrangements for him, but when he asked for help, the feeling was completely different.

Uncle Ding couldn’t help feeling a little pity and sense of responsibility in his heart, and said with a smile: “You don’t have to worry about this, I will arrange it.”

So he made a phone call, and half an hour later, the tailor and etiquette teacher came to the door.

Luo Wencheng looked surprised—really surprised, isn’t this Tai Xingshi mobilizing the crowd?

He stretched out his arms to measure the tailor teacher. In fact, he took the measurement on the first day because he had to prepare new clothes for him.

As for whether it will be too late or too troublesome to customize the dress now, Uncle Ding waved his hand very embarrassingly: “It’s not a problem to rush to make it overnight.

” The team dare not say that they can make a particularly good dress overnight.

After measuring the size, you will learn from the etiquette teacher. He knew the teacher. He was a very famous etiquette teacher in Haining. She was a middle-aged woman named Chen. Many celebrities and entertainment stars in Haining had been taught by her. She was an authority in the industry and she was very strict.

Seeing that what she was going to teach today was a young man, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, then her face became serious, and she told Luo Wencheng about the various rules and restrictions at the banquet.

From the posture of pulling a chair to the way of pouring wine, from the basic words of conversation and greetings to the emergency response methods, everything is covered.

Luo Wencheng… He was ashamed to hear that, he didn’t understand so much when he was still the second young master Luo.

After hastily eating dinner, he continued to study, made a supper for Lu Chong, and continued to study. As soon as he started learning, he found that there was a lot to learn. It wasn’t until midnight that Uncle Ding came to remind him that he was surprised that time passed so quickly.

Sending Ms. Chen to rest, Luo Wencheng sighed, and collapsed on the sofa, rubbing her sore neck and back. Ms. Chen is very demanding. When learning other things, she must always maintain the best standing and sitting posture. The whole person froze.

He warmed himself a glass of milk, and while waiting for the milk to heat up, he dozed off. This is what Lu Chong saw when he went downstairs.

In the kitchen, under the warm yellow ceiling light, a young man in white clothes stood leaning against the wall with his arms folded. His figure was thin and handsome, very good-looking, but his head was lowered. Little by little, the microwave oven in front of him was already on time. Yes, but he didn’t notice.

Because his head was lowered and his face was half hidden in the shadow, the blue shadow in front of his eyes was very obvious. Thinking of how seriously Uncle Ding said that he studied etiquette just now, Lu Chong couldn’t help laughing, so the hard work he said is hard work here?

[End of This Chapter]