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

I don't know where Pei Zigui learned cooking skills, but Jiang Ruoli enjoyed this meal very much. Using wasabi sauce instead of chili peppers is surprisingly delicious. People who can't eat chili peppers are ecstatic!

Of course, what was more important was that she was afraid of getting her hands dirty and didn't like having food all over her mouth, so Pei Zigui was there to help the young lady pick the crab meat the whole time.

Finally, the crab meat soaked in soup is used to mix with rice, which is simply delicious.

Seeing the little girl finish a big bowl of rice, Pei Zigui's expression was happier than the rise in Pei's stock price.

"why are you laughing?"

The man shook his head, scraped the last bit of rice in the bowl with a spoon and put it to Jiang Ruoli's mouth: "It's nothing, it's the last bit, don't waste it."

Jiang Ruoli was taught from a young age not to leave any rice in the bowl. Sometimes, even if he didn't have a good appetite, he would ask others to serve him less in advance.

But ever since I got together with Pei Zigui, I threw everything I couldn't eat to him.

"Of course I know, you don't have to tell me." After swallowing the last mouthful of rice, she suddenly reacted.

"Are you making fun of me for eating so much?"

"I was just too tired, okay? Who can blame me for not letting me eat? You have to do this and that!"

Pei Zigui raised his lips slightly and asked deliberately, "What?"

Jiang Ruoli snorted: "You know it yourself!"

Pei Zigui put the dishes on the table into the dishwasher, then washed his hands again and came back to pick up the woman on the chair by the waist.

"My bad. Is the spicy crab delicious? Can I just take this as an apology?"

"That's pretty much it."

Jiang Ruoli swung his legs, put his arms around Pei Zigui's neck, and enjoyed his service with a clear conscience.

The man held the woman in his arms and walked up the stairs step by step. The huge crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling emitted light, shining on the two of them.

The conversation between the two echoed in the empty villa.

"Will you accompany me to an event in a couple of days?"

"Ah? What activity?"

"It's my company's annual meeting. Would the president's wife like to do me a favor?"

"Well, this princess reluctantly agrees."

The night is lingering and the evening breeze is blowing gently.

Only a warm yellow night light was on in the master bedroom on the second floor. The dim light had no edges and spread out, shining on the soft big bed, casting an image of two infatuated figures.

Somehow, it suddenly started raining outside. The cold winter rain soaked the plants in the yard. The raindrops fell on the glass, creating ripples. Fortunately, the glass greenhouse was closed, and the roses were safe.

Late at night at the international terminal of Jiangcheng Airport, a flight that took off from Frankfurt Airport and transferred via Hongcheng was supposed to land at this moment, but because of the sudden rain, the word "delay" was displayed in red on the big screen.

In the lounge of Hongcheng Airport, passengers who were forced to stay were clamoring for compensation from the airline staff. In the corner, a child on the same flight closed his eyes because it was too late.

In the entire lounge, there was only one woman sitting quietly on a chair with clear eyes.

Qin Yushan flipped through her cell phone address book over and over again. There was no expression on her tense face, but one could vaguely feel an emotion called unwillingness.

This time she did not come back for a short time, but quit the ballet troupe and decided to return to China for development.

To be more precise, she was forced to leave. In a performance a few days ago, she made a serious mistake and when she fell, she pushed down the props on the stage, and the whole stage fell into chaos.

This is unforgivable.

On the day of leaving, the lead dancer passed by Qin Yushan, glanced at her with contempt, and said something extremely insulting: "I said that Asians are not good at ballet."

Qin Yushan bit her lip hard to stop herself from crying at this humiliating moment. She couldn't say anything in rebuttal because she didn't have enough ability and even rebuttal would seem ridiculous.

Until a little girl's voice came from behind.

"Your arrogance and prejudice are truly ridiculous."

Qin Yushan raised her head and saw an extremely beautiful oriental face. Like a proud little swan, she looked directly at the lead dancer of the dance troupe without being humble or arrogant.

"and who are you?"

The little girl curled her lips and spoke authentic German, even more standard than those Russian girls in the dance troupe.

"Introduce yourself, Cecilia, the one who's here to take your job."

Upon hearing this, the lead dancer's face changed, and then he put on that disdainful look again and looked at the little girl from head to toe.

"I admit that your body is suitable for dancing, but are you sure that you, an Asian, can dance better than me?"

"Stupid."

Seeing the quiet little girl suddenly burst out with the national quintessence, Qin Yushan took a second look.

Turns out he’s Chinese.

The girl named Cecilia pointed at Qin Yushan and said, "Her inability only means that it is her problem, and you are blaming all Asians with one stick. It's your brain problem. I suggest you go to the psychiatric department of St. Stephen's Hospital next door."

The lead dancer broke down and yelled a few dirty German dialect words, then left the corridor.

Cecilia glanced at Qin Yushan who was standing stiffly in the same place, and twitched the corners of her mouth, her beautiful doe eyes showing no emotion.

"Were you so casual before that people looked down upon you?"

Qin Yushan loosened her lips and bit her back teeth hard: "I have no choice. Chinese people here must accept this rule."

Hearing the familiar native language, Cecilia raised the corners of her pretty eyes and said, "You have many choices, such as improving your dancing skills and slapping them in the face with your strength. However, since you have chosen to leave, don't miss everything here."

Cecilia turned her head and looked at the swan mural on the wall. She said in a clear and loud voice: "Because the next person standing here representing Chinese ballet is me, Ruan Ningxi."

She left, leaving with a passion and a young heart.

He didn't even ask Qin Yushan's name.

The quarrel in her ears became more and more intense, pulling Qin Yushan back to her senses. Her eyes fell on the address book that was constantly scrolling, and it was not until the seventh time that she accepted the fact that she did not have Pei Zigui's contact information at all.

His eyes fell on one place.

"Hello, is this Assistant Mott?"