The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

Jiang Ruoli specially prepared the dish so it looks very good.

"Try this pork rib first."

It's a little burnt, but overall it looks good.

The man obediently picked up a piece of pork ribs with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

His sword-like brows frowned slightly, barely perceptible.

The ribs were a bit overcooked after being stewed for too long, and it seemed that I forgot to add salt. All the pineapples were put in, resulting in more sourness than sweetness.

"Is it tasty?"

Jiang Ruoli held his chin, and stared at Pei Zigui with his grape-sized eyes, trying to see something from his face.

But the man's expression didn't change at all, which made her nervous.

"If it doesn't taste good, don't..."

"delicious."

"Really? Let me try!"

Jiang Ruoli's eyes lit up and he picked up the chopsticks, eager to try. As soon as he took a bite, all the big features on his small face wrinkled together.

So sour!!! Apart from the sourness, the ribs have no taste. It feels like the pineapple is an independent entity.

Jiang Ruoli frowned and spit out the ribs in his mouth. He really didn't want to keep them for a second! How did Pei Zigui swallow them without any expression?

This man is so scary!

"You lied to me. It's obviously not delicious at all."

Under the warm yellow light, Pei Zigui took out a tissue to wipe the dirt from the corner of Jiang Ruoli's mouth, with an indulgent and doting smile on his face.

He raised the corner of his mouth and picked up another piece.

"This is my wife Pei's first time cooking, and it's already great. Taste is something that varies from person to person, and I think it's enough as long as it's delicious."

Jiang Ruoli curled the corners of his mouth, not knowing how to respond, and silently pushed the braised noodles with green beans in front of him.

"How about you try the bean stewed noodles?"

This time, she tasted it herself in advance. Fortunately, it was edible and tasted good.

"I didn't flip the car this time, I added salt."

As she spoke, she picked out the beans and put them into Pei Zigui's bowl.

"I don't like beans, so I'll give them all to you."

After finishing the meal, Jiang Ruoli realized that the bowl of pineapple ribs had been eaten up at some point, and there was only a little left of the braised noodles with green beans.

You know, Pei Zigui has the habit of fitness and doesn't eat much carbohydrates for dinner.

The happiest thing for a cook is to see his own cooking being destroyed. When he thought of this, Jiang Ruoli's eyes curved into crescents unconsciously.

"So happy?"

"Of course I'm happy. You ate all the food I cooked."

Obviously they don’t taste good.

Jiang Ruoli smiled, revealing her white teeth.

But at night, she couldn't laugh anymore.

Late at night, Pei Zigui suddenly suffered from vomiting and diarrhea and was rushed to the hospital.

Xie Youran was on duty in the emergency department today. When he saw the patient's name, he hesitated for a moment. Could it be the Pei Zigui he knew?

Unexpectedly, the person who pushed the door open was Jiang Ruoli, with red eyes and a crying voice.

"Xie Youran, I almost killed Pei Zigui."

Xie Youran was stunned for a moment, glanced at the camera in the clinic, and lowered his voice: "Do you need me to help you dispose of the body?"

Jiang Ruoli kicked him and said, "Hurry up! If you can't cure my husband, I'll dump your body!"

Xie Youran scratched her head. When did she care so much about Pei Zigui?

"Okay, don't be sad, go get some blood drawn first."

After examination, it was confirmed to be mild food poisoning.

But no one else in the family was infected except him.

While typing the case on the computer, Xie Youran glanced at Jiang Ruoli who was sitting on pins and needles beside him and said jokingly:

"What did you feed him?"

Jiang Ruoli lowered his head, his voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "I just made two dishes."

What? Did he hear it wrong? Miss Jiang cooked the food herself?

Xie Youran was stunned for a moment, then suddenly chuckled and laughed out loud, until tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

"Ali, I really have reason to suspect that you did this on purpose so that you can take over Pei Zigui's huge inheritance."

Jiang Ruoli rolled his eyes at him unhappily and said, "Get lost."

"I need to give you some common sense. Uncooked beans can cause food poisoning. Fortunately, Pei Zigui has a good physique, so this time it's only a minor case. Next time..."

Xie Youran held back his laughter, his facial features distorted, and asked tentatively: "There shouldn't be a next time, right?"

A hint of annoyance flashed across Jiang Ruoli's face. She certainly knew that unripe beans would be poisonous.

But she couldn't tell whether it was cooked or not.

With a cold snort, the young lady took the prescription, turned around and left the clinic.

The hospital was bustling with people at night, with sounds of crying children and quarrels, and patients were pushed into the emergency room from time to time.

When Assistant Mo arrived, he saw Jiang Ruoli wearing only a thin coat and pajamas underneath, and his eyelids twitched.

My dear, please don’t catch a cold.

Then again, Mr. Pei would rather risk food poisoning (he's already had it) than eat all the food his wife cooked. How...

Go back, don’t love too much.

"Madam, Mr. Pei has been sent to a single room. After the infusion, he will be observed for one night. If there is no problem, he can be discharged from the hospital. Don't worry."

"It's too late now. There are many germs in the hospital. I'll arrange a car to take you back to Lantingyuan."

Jiang Ruoli gathered his clothes and said softly, "Take me to the ward."

The environment of the single room was much quieter than that of the emergency room, with only the whistling sound of the night wind blowing through the window. The sky was pitch black, with a bright full moon hanging on the branches and few stars.

As soon as I opened the door, a man's cold voice came from inside: "Did you deliver it to your home?"

Seeing that sad little face, Pei Zigui was stunned, "Why didn't you go home?"

Jiang Ruoli pursed his lips and said nothing.

"come over."

The little girl glanced at the drip on the back of the man's hand and walked over with dragging steps.

When he spoke, his voice was muffled: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Pei Zigui on the bed gently hooked Jiang Ruoli's hand, hugged the standing person, looked up at her, and said sincerely:

"Mrs. Pei, can we discuss something?"

"Say it."

"Stay away from the kitchen from now on." After all, he only has one life.

Jiang Ruoli hung his head, like a blade of grass that had fallen and could not recover, and his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "I know, there won't be a next time."

Pei Zigui did not force her to go home, but patted the bed, "So, Mrs. Pei, do you want to stay with me tonight?"

The hospital's bedding was changed for each patient and was very clean. In addition, it was a single room, so the bed was large enough for two people to sleep in.

Jiang Ruoli stayed as he wished.

Late at night, the person in his arms had already fallen asleep. The man opened his eyes and gently kissed her forehead.

"Baby, don't blame yourself."

**————**

Pei Zigui's physical condition was indeed excellent. He had almost recovered by the next day and went straight to work at the company after being discharged from the hospital.

After returning home, Jiang Ruoli still remembered Dr. Xie Youran's instructions to eat lighter meals in the next few days.

"Auntie Lan, make some light porridge for Zigui. I'll bring it to him later."

She herself would never dare to cook anything again, even the simplest porridge.

Carrying the packed vegetable and shredded chicken porridge, Jiang Ruoli drove to Pei's again.