The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul -
Chapter 244 - 243. Did you buy the apron?
Chapter 244: 243. Did you buy the apron?
"Did you buy this apron?"
"Um... no, it was Tiantian who bought it at the supermarket, but I picked the pattern."
Ever since she arrived in the modern world, Tang Shu had been utterly defenseless against the cute things here. In addition to aprons with Big Horse Monkey and SpongeBob, most of the daily necessities she added were also adorned with cartoon patterns.
Jing Yu glanced around casually, taking in the cute decorations.
"Let’s eat, the food gets cold quickly in winter."
Picking up the chopsticks, the fragrance of the dishes was intoxicating, and although Tang Shu had not felt very hungry, she suddenly felt a strong hunger in her stomach.
After tentatively trying a bite of stir-fried pork with chili peppers, her eyes lit up.
"Delicious, even though there are none of the seasonings from outside, it has the taste of home."
As for what the taste of home was, she had experienced it during those days at the Tang Residence; Father Tang’s culinary skills were quite impressive.
Upon hearing her words, Jing Yu showed his first smile of the day.
"Thank you for the compliment."
"I mean it, I’m not just being polite. With your cooking skills, I’m afraid I could never match up in this lifetime."
"Then eat more, and you can visit the Jing Residence more often. Aunt Yang was also scared by the news she saw today."
"Please thank Aunt Yang for me. I heard from my dad that Uncle Jing spent the New Year out of town?"
"Yes, my mother had a performance and couldn’t make it back for the New Year, so he just flew over there."
Jing Yu seemed very calm, as if he had completely adapted to his parents’ way of being together.
Tang Shu nodded; she hadn’t seen Madam Jing during her last visit to the Jing Residence, only learning that she was a very famous pianist who spent most of her time performing in various places.
"So, were you alone in the capital for the New Year?"
That... seemed pretty sad, right?
Who would have thought that the CEO of Cloudscape Group, Tang Tang, would be left by his parents to spend New Year’s alone at home?
Jing Yu paused, then looked up at her.
"The place you visited last time was my home, but I also have a great-uncle, and my cousins were there too. It wasn’t just me."
"I see."
Tang Shu gained a new understanding of the Jing Family’s members.
Afterward, the two chatted while eating, starting to talk about their overseas study trips.
Across from her, after recounting two or three incidents, Jing Yu quickly grasped what Tang Shu was most concerned about, and the conversation then turned towards the delicacies and beautiful landscapes of various countries.
Tang Shu listened in admiration.
"After this drama, I have a few shoots that will take place abroad. I’ll definitely go check it out if I get the chance."
"Is it ’You Look Beautiful When You Smile’?"
"You know it?"
"Ever since you visited my house, Aunt Yang has been following it, barely concentrating on cooking properly."
"..."
An image of the Jing Residence’s living room screening the Weekly Drama suddenly sprang up in Tang Shu’s mind, and she felt terribly awkward.
Seeing her rare bewildered state, Jing Yu chuckled.
"Eat up."
Half an hour later, Tang Shu had cleaned the food containers and was escorting Jing Yu to the entrance of East Lake Community.
"How did you come here?"
"By car."
Jing Yu pointed to a business van parked not far away on the side of the road, his gaze once again briefly meeting that of the eagerly waiting security guard at the entrance.
"This place... isn’t very safe for you anymore, is it?"
"Yes, I ran into several older ladies when I came back today, and they all recognized me."
Tang Shu inhaled sharply and pulled up her white down jacket, only revealing a clean, pale face.
She really wasn’t suited to stay here anymore; after the commotion in the early morning, many passersby had recognized her face.
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