Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1554 - 1555: If the Mountain Won’t Come to You, Go t
Cheng Su brought Qi Fengping to the restaurant, and at the entrance hung a sign with ’Qi Residence Full Moon Feast’ written on it. The seating arrangents were already set, with nas indicating who sat where, so guests wouldn’t have trouble finding their places.
Qi Fengping said she ca to help, but really it was to gain so experience with Cheng Su. She already understood that her sister-in-law had broad insights, and following her, she could naturally learn things.
So as they walked around, there wasn’t much to do, at most just checking if the seating arrangents were in order.
Qi Fengping wandered around the main hall aimlessly, while Cheng Su went to inspect the pastry section of the kitchen.
Around five o’clock, Ning Ge arrived looking dusty and worn.
Since the guests hadn’t arrived yet, Cheng Su had ti to talk to him. Seeing his dejected, spiritless appearance, she couldn’t help but feel curious.
"What happened to you? Did you just return from the Capital?" Cheng Su led him to the office to sit down and asked.
Before Ning Ge could reply, Qiulan ca over to consult Cheng Su about a dish at tonight’s banquet, saying the pine nuts for the diced at were over-fried, and asked if they could be replaced with cashews.
Cheng Su furrowed her brow but didn’t object, telling her to go ahead and arrange it.
"Long ti no see, Qiulan, you’ve beco even more beautiful than before!" Ning Ge teased Qiulan.
Now seeing Ning Ge, Qiulan viewed him almost like her boss, and with a smile, she replied, "You’ve beco more composed too!"
"I heard you’re getting married in October?" Ning Ge asked again.
Qiulan nodded, "Yes, and I’m also hosting a banquet at the restaurant. If you don’t mind, co by for a few drinks!" The youthful crush had faded over ti, now that I’m getting married, you’re welco to celebrate!
Ning Ge replied with a laugh, "Alright, even if I can’t make it, my gift will surely be there."
Qiulan nodded with a smile and turned to leave.
Cheng Su had been watching all along, and after she left, sighed, "In the blink of an eye, it’s been a few years. You might not know, but back then Qiulan had a bit of a crush on you!"
Ning Ge almost spewed the tea he just drank, exclaiming, "No way?"
"Am I one to make up stories about such things? You just let a good opportunity slip by!" Cheng Su retorted.
Ning Ge chuckled awkwardly, took another sip of tea, and said, "I guess I wasn’t that fortunate."
Cheng Su knew he was just speaking offhandedly and looked at his expression, asking, "Your older brother has just been promoted, it’s a ti to be happy. What’s with that face? Why so upset?"
Ning Ge touched his face, sighed deeply, and said, "Don’t ntion it!"
Cheng Su raised her eyebrows.
Ning Ge didn’t say much, just silently brooding. Ever since that girl left him cleaned out, she disappeared without a trace, no matter how much he searched. It was just like he had taken a major loss!
No, he really did take a big loss. I an, who else sleeps with soone and then takes no responsibility like that wretched girl!
Ning Ge clenched the teacup, grinding his teeth in frustration.
"This teacup is the finest blue and white porcelain, it’s part of a set. If you break it, you won’t find a replacent to pay back!" Cheng Su joked teasingly.
Only then did Ning Ge realize his knuckles had turned white from gripping the cup so hard, and he sheepishly released it.
"Sotis I really don’t understand what you won are thinking," he murmured.
"Oh, has Fourth Young Master suddenly understood and wants to figure out a woman’s heart? What’s the matter, having trouble with Miss Song?" Cheng Su asked with a smile.
Ning Ge faltered, "No." After a pause, he added, "It’s not really trouble, just don’t understand what she’s thinking."
"Don’t worry about what won are thinking. If you want sothing, then work harder for it," Cheng Su said. "There’s a saying, ’If the mountain won’t co to , I’ll go to the mountain.’
Ning Ge paused, contemplating her words carefully.
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