After the real daughter was reborn, the girl who traveled through the book was cannon fodder

Qu Qingdai was a little flustered by the sudden kiss. She said coquettishly, "Oh, stop it, let go! After this dish is ready, we can start eating. Go and take out the dishes next to it first." A blush appeared on her face, as beautiful as a blooming peach blossom.

Su Jingmo looked at Qu Qingdai's shy appearance, and his heart was filled with love. He smiled and said, "Yes, my dear wife!"

Then, obediently following Qu Qingdai's instructions, she began to serve the dishes. Qu Qingdai remained focused on the task at hand, expertly stirring the food in the wok. Her deft movements made one marvel at her dexterity. As she busied herself, she would occasionally glance at Su Jingmo from the corner of her eye, watching his tall figure moving around the kitchen, her heart filled with warmth.

"Baby, the food you cooked is so delicious. I know it tastes extraordinary before I even eat it, comparable to that of a chef." After Su Jingmo brought the dishes out, he returned to the kitchen, stood behind Qu Qingdai, rested his chin lightly on her shoulder, and said with emotion.

"Hahaha, that's what you said. You have to eat it even if it doesn't taste good!" Qu Qingdai raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a happy smile.

"Don't worry, I will eat it all! My wife made it, so I will eat it even if it's poison." Su Jingmo hugged Qu Qingdai tightly, his voice full of affection.

"Stop talking nonsense. Okay, okay, stop hugging me. I still have to cook." Qu Qingdai gently broke free from Su Jingmo's arms and continued to finish the last dish.

Su Jingmo gently and obediently released the hand that was hugging Qu Qingdai, but he remained in the kitchen, standing quietly by, his eyes always focused on Qu Qingdai, watching her concentrate on completing the last dish.

Qu Qingdai's busy figure shuttled back and forth in the kitchen. She skillfully stir-fried the ingredients in the pot. Her focused expression filled Su Jingmo's heart with love and appreciation.

Finally, everything was ready, and the two of them sat down opposite each other at the dining table. Qu Qingdai smiled, her eyes filled with anticipation as she looked at Su Jingmo. She gently tapped the table with her finger and raised her head to signal him to taste the food. Su Jingmo felt a warm current in his heart as he looked at her adorable appearance, and an indulgent smile appeared on his face.

Su Jingmo picked up his chopsticks and slowly reached for the familiar dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. His movements were gentle and graceful, and he carefully picked up a golden egg. The egg trembled slightly between his chopsticks, as if to express its deliciousness.

The moment the egg was put into his mouth, Su Jingmo's face showed a look of satisfaction.

Qu Qingdai stared at him nervously, her eyes full of concern and curiosity. She couldn't wait to ask, "How is it? How does it taste?"

Su Jingmo chewed the egg carefully, savoring the wonderful flavor. After a moment, he raised his lips, revealing a smile as bright as the sun, and said, "Hmm... This tastes so delicious, it's even better than what a professional chef cooks."

"Hmph, go ahead and brag, I don't believe you." Qu Qingdai blushed shyly after hearing his words. She lowered her head slightly and gently fiddled with the corner of her clothes with her hands, looking very cute.

"Really, I swear." Su Jingmo had a serious expression on his face, as if he was really going to raise his hand to swear.

"Okay, okay, I believe you. Let's eat quickly." After hearing Su Jingmo's words full of praise, Qu Qingdai couldn't help but blush shyly, and the corners of her mouth rose involuntarily, revealing a sweet and shy smile.

Then she also picked up the chopsticks, carefully picked up some of the dishes she had carefully prepared, and gently put them into her mouth to taste them.

She savored the food carefully, but felt Su Jingmo had exaggerated. She didn't think the dishes were any better than those made by professional chefs. Perhaps it was just a matter of taste. After all, in her opinion, Su Jingmo's dishes were the best, with a unique flavor that no one else could match. Qu Qingdai pondered this silently as she savored the dishes.

Su Jingmo and Qu Qingdai sat opposite each other at the dining table, savoring the dishes one bite at a time and looking at each other from time to time. Under the soft light, the two of them happily enjoyed this warm dinner, feeling each other's company and love.

*

In the quiet of the night, soft moonlight streamed through the window into the room. Su Jingmo lay flat on his bed, his laptop open, absorbed in processing work emails. Qu Qingdai leaned gently against his side, her phone in hand, leisurely scrolling through Weibo.

A day had passed since the variety show ended, and Qu Qingdai suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to check the netizens' reactions to the variety show. Recalling her past life, because she had not completed the task for three consecutive days, the Internet was full of abuse against her. Netizens felt that she was indeed not worthy of being on the stage. A person from the countryside, even if she was a real daughter, could not compare to Jiang Baizhi, the fake daughter who grew up in a wealthy family. She formed a sharp contrast with Jiang Baizhi. The whole network was abusing her, saying that she was not as good as Jiang Baizhi, while Jiang Baizhi was full of praise. At that time, she was hurt by the netizens' abuse and was in great pain. Jiang Baizhi posted a content on Weibo to defend her at this time, which moved her beyond words. From then on, she was even more open-hearted to Jiang Baizhi without reservation.

In this life, Qu Qingdai, relying on her past life memories and foresight, firmly controls everything. She makes all of Jiang Baizhi's efforts come to nothing in the variety show, completely humiliating her in the first episode, a stark reversal from her past life.

Qu Qingdai casually scrolled through Weibo on her phone, watching netizens discuss the variety show. Some of the comments were from fans frantically cheering on their favorite idols, trying to boost their popularity. Many people also complained about Jiang Baizhi's concealment of the theft, but Jiang Baizhi's fans were not to be underestimated, as she also received many positive reviews. She posted an apology on Weibo as soon as she got home, and many people sympathized with her situation. For a time, the internet was abuzz with various voices.

When Qu Qingdai saw the Weibo posts about herself, she was surprised to find that they were full of words of gratitude for her. Fans thanked her for buying breakfast for their idol. Not only that, fans of other guests also expressed their gratitude to her, saying that she was a great help. This led to many netizens asking her to open a Weibo account, hoping to boost her popularity. Qu Qingdai couldn't help but smile when she saw these comments. She felt that this generation of fans was much cuter than her previous life, full of enthusiasm and sincerity.

However, Qu Qingdai couldn't meet their demands. After all, she still had a Weibo account called Grace to maintain, and she wouldn't be entering the entertainment industry after the variety show, so there was no need to open a new one. She knew her life trajectory was vastly different from her previous life. In this life, she had her own plans and goals, unaffected by external factors.

"Baby, what are you reading? You're so engrossed and smiling so happily." Su Jingmo, who had just finished processing his emails, leaned over and said with a gentle smile. He then gently placed his laptop aside and put his arms around Qu Qingdai's slender waist.

"I'm watching the response to the variety show. These netizens are so cute. They actually thanked me for bringing breakfast to their idol. In fact, this was just part of my plan..." Qu Qingdai's voice gradually faded away as she spoke.

"Huh? What? What did you just say?" Su Jingmo looked at Qu Qingdai who suddenly became silent and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing. I'll tell you later." Qu Qingdai gently shook her head, a conflicted look on her face. She didn't want to hide anything from Su Jingmo, but she wasn't sure whether she should tell him about her reincarnation. Although they were close, this was her biggest secret. She hadn't even told her brother, who she had grown up with, and she didn't know whether she should tell Su Jingmo about this.

"Okay, baby, tell me when you want to talk about it later. You must know that your husband will always love you, cherish you, and protect you. Whatever you do is what you think is right and will not hurt you in any way. I will support you in everything. You don't have to explain everything to me. Just do it. Even if you make mistakes, I will support you." Su Jingmo looked at Qu Qingdai gently, his eyes full of affection, and he said softly. He could see Qu Qingdai's hesitation and entanglement. He knew that she had always had her own secrets, but he didn't care. In his heart, as long as she was always by his side and didn't leave him, it didn't matter if she didn't know this secret for the rest of her life.

"Yeah, I know, I've always known it. You've always been here, and you'll always be with me." Qu Qingdai was deeply moved. There was a hint of sweetness in her voice, and her eyes sparkled with happiness.

"So what did you do at home today?" Su Jingmo spoke softly, trying to break the slightly solemn atmosphere at the moment and make it more relaxed.

"Well... I painted for a whole day. As you know, the art exhibition will be held after the variety show. I want to prepare more works and show them to my Chinese fans." Qu Qingdai raised the corners of her mouth and a bright smile was on her face. That smile was as bright and charming as the warm spring sun, and she said coquettishly.

"You've been painting all day. You've worked so hard, darling." Su Jingmo looked at Qu Qingdai with tenderness and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, which was filled with his deep love for her. Then, Su Jingmo continued, "Are you going to paint for the next few days?"

"Yeah, yes. I will paint at home before the next variety show starts." Qu Qingdai nodded slightly. Her tone was very affirmative, just like her firm determination, which could not be questioned.

"Of course you can paint, but baby, you must make sure to rest. You can't stay in the studio all day long." Su Jingmo instructed seriously, his eyes full of concern and love.

"I know, I know, butler." Qu Qingdai responded playfully with a sweet smile on her face.

"I am the housekeeper, so what are you, Daidai? Are you the housekeeper?" Su Jingmo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a hint of joking. At the same time, the hands that were originally placed on Qu Qingdai's waist began to move slowly, with a hint of ambiguity.

"Neither, ah, stop it!" Qu Qingdai noticed the restless hand on her waist and quickly spoke out to stop it, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

"Daidai, I didn't eat enough for dinner tonight. I want to have some midnight snack." Su Jingmo leaned close to her ear and whispered. The hot air he exhaled brushed against Qu Qingdai's ears, making her feel itchy, and a strange feeling surged in her heart.

"Well, then I'll go cook you a bowl of noodles. Let me go first..." Qu Qingdai's voice was trembling. She could clearly feel the hand slowly rising, as if to explore more places.

"No, I have one ready." Su Jingmo had barely finished his words when he suddenly kissed the lips he had long coveted. His movements were gentle yet domineering, tightly hugging Qu Qingdai, making it impossible for her to break free. Qu Qingdai felt dizzy, her mind instantly blank, and she could only sink into Su Jingmo's kiss, feeling his deep affection and love.

*

In the blink of an eye, a new episode of the variety show was about to begin, like the dawn's gentle dawn. Qu Qingdai stood quietly at the doorway, aura of a journey about to begin, ready to depart.

Su Jingmo walked forward with slightly anxious steps and hugged her tightly in his arms, as if to merge her into his body. He murmured reluctantly, "I really don't want to let go like this, baby. Can we not record this variety show?"

Qu Qingdai hugged him back tenderly, her voice as gentle as the warmest spring breeze as she said, "Stop messing around. It's only three days. I'll be back with you right after it's over."

Su Jingmo gently lifted her chin, his eyes full of attachment and reluctance, and said with a hint of grievance: "I really don't want to be separated from you, not even for a minute or a second."

Qu Qingdai smiled and reached out, gently stroking his head, as if comforting a child, saying, "Be good, you can watch the live broadcast and follow me, so that you can always see me."

Su Jingmo gently kissed her forehead, with a hint of helplessness and doting in his tone, and said: "Humph, you little heartless thing, then you must remember to think of me."

Qu Qingdai stood on tiptoe and kissed him tenderly on the lips, then said, "I know." She resolutely turned and left. Although her heart was filled with reluctance, she knew that if she turned back, she might lose the courage to move forward. She didn't dare look back, for fear that she would soften her heart.

Su Jingmo stood there, his eyes following her departing figure, his eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance.