Film and Television Variety Show: The Jade Girl's Love Affair

But married life clipped her wings; her husband and in-laws blamed her for not being virtuous enough, complaining that she couldn't cook or take care of children, making her want to give up on life.

"When I was five years old, I persuaded her to get a divorce and return to the stage. At that time, she thought I was joking."

I told her that only after I get a divorce can I dance with my mother and become a nationally renowned dancer. Do you want your daughter to marry someone ordinary and then repeat the same days of washing clothes, cooking, and having children?

My mother was shocked when she heard what I said, and then she made up her mind to get a divorce.

He Suye couldn't help but laugh after hearing the story, and her eyes softened instantly.

Is this why you became a dancer?

Tang Yu smiled as she recalled her childhood.

"I guess so. Actually, my favorite thing is music, but my mother is so pitiful. I want her to find a reason to get out of her miserable marriage."

Everyone says you shouldn't divorce for the sake of the children, but I told her I had to for the sake of my life.

This answer surprised He Suye, who thought Tang Yu's true love was dancing.

"So dancing isn't your true passion? Are you unhappy now?"

Tang Yu chuckled and shook her head. She suddenly stood up and then extended her hand to He Suye.

"Now that we've finished eating, I'll take you to see my dance studio."

He Suye was surprised at first, then stood up and smiled as she took Tang Yu's hand.

The two arrived at the large dance studio on the second floor. Apart from the mirrors all around, the most eye-catching thing in the room was a pile of Chinese musical instruments.

"He Suye, I love music, and I haven't given up on it yet, so I have no regrets."

As for dancing, I did it to inspire my mother, so I've been dancing with her since I was a child.

"You know, many parents nowadays like to push their children to excel, but I was much more aware of this when I was a child."

From a young age, I painted a rosy picture for my mother, telling her how amazing I would become a dancer, and she would constantly accompany me to dance practice. Then I even signed her up for dance competitions. I successfully turned my mother into a dancer!

He Suye laughed out loud; he had thought of something interesting.

"It is said that some parents have already reflected on this. Instead of pushing their children to excel, they should push themselves. If the parents become first-generation rich, the children can simply become second-generation rich."

You were very forward-thinking as a child; you became a dancer's daughter much faster than you became a dancer yourself.

Of course! Tang Yu still thinks her thinking is ahead of its time.

"He Suye, why did you study traditional Chinese medicine?"

"My maternal grandfather was a well-known traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and my mother passed away from breast cancer. Those memories are all dark."

I remember my mother suffered a lot during chemotherapy, so I chose to study traditional Chinese medicine and go to the oncology department. I hope to alleviate the suffering of patients…

Tang Yu was touched; she had always been able to see that He Suye was gentle and kind by nature.

But it wasn't until this moment, when the other person's slightly trembling voice rang in her ears, that she truly touched the softest part of their soul hidden deep within.

"He Suye, do you like watching dance dramas?" To dispel the somewhat heavy atmosphere, Tang Yu spoke softly to change the subject.

"I wanted to see your dance drama, but when I tried to buy tickets, they were already sold out. You're so popular."

The slight complaining tone instantly amused Tang Yu; her tickets were indeed selling well.

"I have two tickets, do you want them?"

"Why would I need two tickets when you were dancing on stage that day? One is enough."

As soon as He Suye finished speaking, Tang Yu immediately laughed embarrassedly.

"Sorry, I usually say two tickets when I deliver them, because we usually come for dates."

He Suye lowered her head and placed her hands on Tang Yu's shoulders, applying slight pressure to bring the two closer together.

"Tang Xiaoyu, have you forgotten that I'm pursuing you, and you even gave me two tickets!"

Tang Yu tilted her head back, laughter escaping from the corners of her mouth, her eyes curving into beautiful crescents.

"So what if I forgot? Are you going to pick a fight with me?"

Looking into those bright eyes, He Suye's expression softened instantly.

He slowly approached until their noses brushed slightly, his voice becoming deep and seductive.

"I'm not going to cause trouble, I just need you to remember who I am."

As she spoke, He Suye lowered her head slightly, her lips gently touching Tang Yu's cheek, and kissing her little by little along the lip line to the side of her neck.

That pecking kiss was both itchy and tingling. Tang Yu glared at the other person: "Itchy..."

He Suye let out a low laugh after hearing this, his warm breath brushing against the woman's skin. He couldn't help but hug her tightly and murmur a question.

Do you like me or not?

Tang Yu was speechless at the other party's clingy attitude.

"I don't like you. Why are you even in my room? Hurry up and clean the kitchen. If you want to win me over, be a good wife!"

He Suye lowered his head and laughed, then playfully bit his earlobe.

Then, he pinned the person against the mirror, placed his hands on either side of the mirror, trapping the person between himself and the mirror.

"When I buy a new house in the future, I want to decorate a room like this."

Tang Yu looked up and asked tentatively.

"Prepared for me?"

He Suye smiled ambiguously, then lowered her head to kiss him again, answering indistinctly between her lips and teeth.

"I love all these mirrors in the room; I can see your every expression clearly."

Tang Yu: "..." What a green tea bitch and pervert!

Chapter 9 He Suye 9

The next day, He Suye indeed arrived with the prepared Chinese medicine.

This was the first time Tang Yu had ever drunk Chinese medicine. Seeing He Suye's amused expression, she beckoned with her finger.

He Suye tilted her head and leaned close to Tang Yu's cheek, chuckling softly, "Are you afraid of bitterness?"

Tang Yu snorted softly and didn't reply. She took a deep breath, tilted her head back, and drank the bowl of medicine in one gulp.

The bitterness exploded in my mouth, stimulating my tongue until it went numb.

Without any hesitation, Tang Yu stretched out her arms and wrapped them around He Suye's neck, kissing her lips without saying a word, and then sharing the bitter taste in her mouth.

He Suye was stunned for a moment, then burst into a muffled laugh. He unconsciously wrapped his arms around Tang Yu's slender waist, and with a little effort, he picked her up and placed her steadily on his lap.

Tang Yu nestled in He Suye's arms, her lips glistening with an alluring sheen from the kiss. She reached out her fingertip and gently touched He Suye's lips.

"You have to suffer as much as I suffer!"

He Suye looked up at the person sitting on him, reached out and gently grasped the woman's fingertips, then pulled them back to his lips and kissed them softly with a chuckle.

"I would be more than happy to do that. If I had this kind of benefit every day, I would want to watch you drink a few more doses of medicine every day."

Tang Yu was both annoyed and amused, and couldn't help but roll her eyes at the other person.

"He Suye, I've discovered you're quite shameless!"

"How can you pursue someone if you have to be so self-conscious?"

He Suye spoke with such confidence that Tang Yu scoffed.

"If you want to pursue someone, go cook! Hurry up, I'm hungry."

He Suye picked the person up and placed them on the other side of the sofa, then took the ingredients for today and began to prepare the medicinal cuisine.

Tang Yu was happily playing the flute and composing music. He Suye watched her enjoy herself and asked her a question while cooking.

"If I weren't there, how would you usually handle your food at home? Would you order takeout?"

"Occasionally, I don't actually eat takeout much. I have friends who own restaurants, so I can just call and order."

Tang Yu simply eats whatever he wants; it's not that he can't eat well.

She thoroughly enjoyed the attention He Suye received when he took the initiative to come to her.

Food should be eaten while it's hot and fresh.

"The tune you're playing is so cheerful, what is it?"

"I wrote it myself, and it will be used in a new dance drama in a while. I'm still revising it now; it's a work in progress."

He Suye's eyes instantly lit up with admiration.

"You can compose music? I learned guitar in college, but I only learned the basics."

"Dr. He, I'm not just a composer. I'm now creating my own dance dramas, and I'm in charge of the choreography and stage music. But I can't be in charge of the stage design on my own yet."

So, do you admire me? I'm not just a dancing fairy.

He Suye was silent for a second, then chuckled softly.

"Is this why you only have one dance performance a month? Once your skills reach a certain level, you can arrange your work schedule freely?"

Tang Yu sensed the envy in He Suye's voice. She smiled, stood up, and slowly walked over to He Suye.

“Actually, very talented dancers are very busy. For example, my mother has very few days of free time each month.”

He Suye put down the vegetable leaves in her hand, then looked up at the person opposite her.

"How do you manage to be so carefree? Do you have so much money you can just lie around doing nothing?"

Tang Yu laughed so hard she could barely stand up straight; she found it very enjoyable to tease He Suye.

So Tang Yu walked up to He Suye's ear, tiptoed and gently bit the other's earlobe, then chuckled softly.

"Fool, of course it's because I reverse-acquired my own company and bought a batch of theater shares to become my own boss!"

These days, the way for slaves to rise up is this simple and straightforward: just become your own boss!

Hearing the boastful tone, He Suye felt envious, jealous, and resentful, her whole body oozing with jealousy.

"You despicable capitalist!"