"The mango juice is so sweet." Gu Manyin offered Fu Jingting a saccharine smile as she set the glass down. "Thank you for remembering what I like." A faint smile touched Fu Jingting’s lips. "I remember everything you like. There's a fruit farm with excellent produce. I'll have the owner send two crates of mangoes to the Gu family home tomorrow. If you want any other fruit, just let me know." "Mm,"