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

At the Bayern State Opera in Munich, Germany, the actors on the stage are wearing slim-fitting ballet skirts, spinning to the music and dancing the most graceful steps.

At the back right of the stage, the woman playing the maid seemed absent-minded. During a group circle movement, she missed a turn and stopped dancing prematurely.

He didn't even stop, stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately, he held on to the prop pillar beside him.

As soon as the curtain fell and they stepped off the stage, the dance troupe leader walked towards Qin Yushan aggressively.

The harsh German language becomes even more ferocious once it is mixed with emotion.

"Sandy, what's wrong with you lately? Why do you keep making mistakes? This has happened more than once. I heard from Tina that you kept making mistakes during rehearsals."

Tina, the principal dancer of the ballet company, is a serious racist who believes that yellow people should not stand on the ballet stage. Therefore, she has always had a lot of opinions about Qin Yushan.

However, it was not her turn to criticize Qin Yushan's professional ability, and she could only prove once again that her point of view was correct.

Qin Yushan lowered her head and gritted her teeth, her fingers tightly grasping the hair accessories she had just taken off. The sharp metal decorations embedded in her palms, leaving obvious marks.

"Sorry, I will adjust my mindset as soon as possible."

"You don't need to say sorry to me. You should say sorry to the audience who bought tickets. Even if they are marginal roles, they should be treated well."

The team leader shook his head. Perhaps it was time to consider Tina's opinion.

Qin Yushan is not suitable for this stage.

Qin Yushan gritted her teeth and walked into the locker room. On the screen of her cell phone, a video of Jiang Ruoli was playing.

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As the New Year was approaching, Pei Zigui took Jiang Ruoli back to Yucheng to visit his grandmother.

Since Pei's mother passed away, Pei Zigui's grandparents moved to Yucheng. After his grandfather passed away, his grandmother lived alone. Fortunately, she had servants who knew her well and took care of her on weekdays. Yucheng was only a two-hour drive from Jiangcheng, which was not far.

My grandmother's house is in a quiet suburb of the city. There is a large vegetable garden in the yard with various vegetables and fruits. Under the careful care of the old lady, there is a good harvest every year.

However, this season there are only some cold-resistant lettuces and the carrots that Jiang Ruoli hates the most.

Knowing that the two children were coming, grandma was waiting at the door early.

Jiang Ruoli didn't see Pei Zigui's grandmother very often. He did see them a few times when Pei's mother was still alive when he was a child. Later, when his grandmother came to Yucheng, the number of times they met could be counted on one hand.

However, some people are born with a sense of intimacy.

As soon as he saw his grandmother, Jiang Ruoli enthusiastically took the old lady's arm, like a happy little sun.

"Grandma, it's cold outside, why don't you come in and wait for us~"

Wang Ma, who was standing by, had been taking care of Grandma for more than ten years, and she was like a family member. Upon hearing this, she straightened her back and replied as if she had found a savior:

"That's right. I have advised her many times. The old lady has been waiting in the yard since early morning. She just refuses to go back."

Pei Zigui's grandmother was also a famous rich lady when she was young. She received higher education in that era and had a gentle and quiet face. Even now, as time passes and she grows older, her face is still kind and amiable.

Grandma spoke slowly and was always gentle and unhurried. When she saw the two children, she kept smiling, especially when Jiang Ruoli approached her.

"It's not cold. I'm used to getting up early, watering the plants and practicing Ba Duan Jin in the yard. But you, why are you wearing so little? Your little hands are even colder than grandma's."

Grandma looked at Pei Zigui and pretended to be angry: "You deserve to be punished for not taking good care of your wife. You marry a wife to love her."

Of course, you have to dress beautifully to pay New Year's greetings to your grandmother. Jiang Ruoli had to negotiate with Pei Zigui for several rounds this morning. Who can persuade the eldest lady to change her temper? There is no other way except to spoil her.

But facing his grandmother's accusation, Pei Zigui did not mention this little episode, but nodded and lowered his eyebrows: "Grandma is right, it was Zigui's negligence."

Jiang Ruoli felt a little embarrassed, and stuck to the old lady coquettishly: "Hey grandma, please don't talk about him, I just want to hug you for warmth~"

The old man was so coaxed that his heart melted. He grabbed Jiang Ruoli's hand and walked into the house. "It's warm in the house. Come in and have some hot tea."

Pei Zigui, who was standing behind him, silently took off his coat and put it on Jiang Ruoli. This scene fell into the grandmother's eyes, and the old lady smiled secretly with her head down.

It was only a short walk of a few minutes, but he was afraid that his wife would catch a cold. He really loved her. It seemed that although it was an arranged marriage, the couple had a good relationship.

As she thought about it, her grandmother's eyes showed relief, mixed with a bit of indescribable sadness. Finally, the tragedy of Pei Zigui's mother would not be repeated in the next generation.

My grandmother likes quietness. There is only one servant, Aunt Wang, in the house. On weekdays, there are only two of us for meals. Usually, we just pick some vegetables from the yard and cook something simple.

But today was different. Pei Zigui and Jiang Ruoli were here, so naturally they had to prepare a few more dishes to entertain them. Grandma couldn't help but cook for them herself.

Pei Zigui originally planned to ask a chef to come over, but he couldn't resist the old man's stubbornness. In the end, Jiang Ruoli pulled his arm and whispered:

"Just let grandma cook it. If you don't let her cook this dish, she might be upset about it all day long."

The little girl raised her head, her clear glass eyes slightly raised, revealing a charming charm.

"Grandma, I'll be looking forward to your feast~"

The wrinkled corners of the old lady's eyes instantly showed a smile, "Okay, Aunt Wang, pour Lili a cup of tea, and take out the cookies I just baked yesterday to fill the child's stomach first."

In the eyes of your elders, no matter how old you are, you will always be a child.

Aunt Wang put a few biscuits on a plate, and brewed a pot of tea for Jiang Ruoli. She didn't bother the young couple anymore and went to the kitchen to help the old lady.

Jiang Ruoli took a piece of biscuit and put it in his mouth. The rich aroma of butter filled his mouth. It was fragrant and sweet and tasted very good.

She just glanced at the teacup beside her, as if she had no interest. Just as she was about to order Pei Zigui, the man got up and left before her, and no one knew where he was going.

Forget it, marrying a career-oriented man, maybe this is the loneliness of sleeping in a pile of money~

Jiang Ruoli opened his phone and prepared to order a cup of milk tea for himself. While he was still struggling to choose, half a cup of milk was suddenly placed on the table.

She blinked and looked away from the screen, and saw Pei Zigui slowly pouring tea into the milk cup. The elegant tea aroma and the sweet milk aroma combined to form a cup of tempting milk tea.

The man spoke in a doting tone as he placed the evenly stirred milk tea in front of Jiang Ruoli, and also inserted a glass straw that he had found from somewhere.

Pei Zigui sat down again, stretched out his long arms, and placed them behind the back of the woman's chair, embracing her.

"Drink."

Ever since the milk appeared, the smile in the little fox's eyes has never faded. She lowered her head slightly and took a sip from the straw, and the upward curve of the corners of her eyes became more obvious.

When he looked at Pei Zigui, his pupils were full of light, "Did you put sugar in it?"

"It's linden honey, which is warm in nature and more suitable for you."

Jiang Ruoli couldn't tell the difference between linden honey and acacia honey. In her eyes, they were all called honey. Not to mention the terms warm or cold in nature, she couldn't understand them at all.

It was surprising that Pei Zigui knew all this. What on earth was there that this man didn't know?