The president is committing suicide

"There's something wrong with you." Ding Jiaying said bluntly.

"What's wrong with me? It's normal, okay?" Xiao Mimi took a big bite of sashimi and dipped it in too much wasabi. The sour taste made tears well up in her eyes.

Is this normal? She was so frightened and confused by such a small problem. How could she still be Xiao Ruyi who remained calm in front of the three handsome men?

"He's confessing his feelings, why are you so moved? Don't blame me for not reminding you. The Han family's current situation is not very good. Not to mention their own problems, even the crisis they are facing from the huge mountain of Huaxin makes me advise you not to get involved in this mess." Thinking of the situations that Shen Cong had analyzed for her before, Ding Jiaying felt that she had an obligation to persuade her not to jump into the abyss blindly.

Xiao Mimi shrugged casually: "Of course I know. I just feel happy that a nice guy confessed to me. I don't have any other thoughts, so why should I be so nervous?"

"Really?" It's not like someone had confessed to her before. Little wolves and puppies were lining up to fight at her door. She just acted very annoyed and was not that excited.

Ding Jiaying's suspicious look was exchanged for a more sincere and affirmative nod: "I really, swear, I have no other thoughts."

For now.

Xiao Mimi didn't say these three words.

Although her performance made the credibility of her words drop sharply, Ding Jiaying now had no choice but to believe it.

Because her next question hit her pain point: "I saw the news that Sister Min is back, but hasn't your company been busy discussing a big overseas project recently? Why did she come back suddenly?"

"No." Ding Jiaying answered subconsciously.

"Huh? You haven't come back? The news took pictures of you. You're still as beautiful as ever, but you don't look very well." Xiao Mimi turned the news page to show Ding Jiaying.

In the photo, Ding Yumin was wearing sunglasses, but it was hard to hide her fatigue and anxiety. Ding Jiaying felt a little distressed, and she said with all her strength: "What I said was that there was nothing going on in the company recently. Those news reports are just making up stories, and how many of the secretly taken photos are good-looking?"

"Then what is Sister Min doing back?" Xiao Mimi seemed like a curious baby.

Ding Jiaying wanted her to stop asking, but saying that or not answering her questions would seem strange.

"My father called my sister back because he was just like all parents in the world, worried about her marriage. Especially since my sister is already married."

The nonsense seemed to work. Xiao Mimi was already worried about her sister: "Hey, someone as outstanding as Sister Min would also be urged to get married? Can't she avoid this even if she's the CEO now? Then there aren't many people who are worthy of Sister Min now."

"Who said it wasn't?" Ding Jiaying echoed.

"The man who is most suitable for Sister Min has been snatched away by you." Xiao Mimi said after thinking seriously.

Ding Jiaying was almost choked to death by this sentence: "Ahem... ahem... you... what did you say?!"

"You should be anxious. Just listen to my analysis. The pot against the pot, the lid against the lid. The president must be against the president. The wife of the head of such a large group must not be a fool. She must be as smart and courageous as Sister Min. She can't just have a beautiful appearance but no inner qualities. She can't be good at anything and only care about eating."

Ding Jiaying clenched the chopsticks in her hand: "You already make me feel that you are playing tricks on me, watch your words."

"It's not that serious. I'm just making an analogy. To put it the other way around, Sister Min definitely can't find a man who's worse than herself. She'll need someone who's of equal social status, talented, capable, and good-looking. More importantly, the age difference can't be too big. Aren't these the conditions, you see?" Xiao Mimi became happier and happier as she spoke.

Ding Jiaying wanted to block her mouth with sashimi, and said word by word: "Our family's business is also very large, it is not suitable for marriage, the best time is to find someone to marry into the family."

"Ah, that seems to be the case."

"By this calculation, Han Jingke is actually the best candidate." As soon as Ding Jiaying said this, Xiao Mimi was dumbfounded.

"Look, he's handsome, tasteful, loving and capable, but unfortunately his family is not well-off. He's simply the perfect candidate for a son-in-law. No wonder Princess Huaxin likes him. Otherwise, I'll discuss it with my sister and we'll compete with them." Ding Jiaying said as she noticed that Xiao Mimi's expression was gradually getting worse.

Come on, let’s hurt each other. Who doesn’t know how to have a verbal fight?

"You are just trying to disgust me on purpose, Ding Jiaying, I will strangle you to death." Xiao Mimi put down her chopsticks and pretended to come over to fight Ding Jiaying to the death.

Ding Jiaying quickly stood up and avoided it.

This prank stirred up a pool of sadness, and Ding Jiaying finally had a real smile on her face.

There was a lot of work in the afternoon, and Xiao Mimi brought it in one after another. Even Xiao Qian came to ask if Ding Jiaying had offended that great guy in some way.

"No, she's just jealous." Ding Jiaying buried her head in her work. Time passed very quickly and she seemed to have no time to think about anything else.

In the evening, Shen Cong came to pick her up from get off work and asked the driver to drive her car home.

"Where are we going? It's so mysterious?" Ding Jiaying looked at everything unfamiliar outside and felt a little curious.

"You'll know when you get there." Shen Cong was still unwilling to reveal.

Sitting in the car, she couldn't help but send a message to her sister, asking about her father's situation.

"Don't worry, I've already been to the hospital today. I only stayed for ten minutes and he sent me away. Everything is fine, Dad is gradually regaining his strength."

Ding Yumin's reply did not alleviate his worries and guilt. Ding Jiaying wanted to visit him, but the two of them always seemed to have no topics to talk about. That day he repeatedly stated that people will die as long as they are alive, and it is nothing strange. When people are old and weak, they don't like people to visit them all the time, because it doesn't help them in any way except to remind them of their weakness.

Her father asked her not to visit him recently and to concentrate on her work. Ding Jiaying dared not disobey.

"Don't worry. The last thing your father-in-law wants to see is you worrying about him. If he says don't go, then don't go. Being obedient at this time is filial piety. Don't be self-righteous in your concern." Shen Cong seemed to see through her and said unintentionally.

Ding Jiaying tried to calm herself down and stared at the lights outside the car window which were gradually fading.

"We're here. Get off the bus." Shen Cong reminded her gently.

Only then did Ding Jiaying notice that it was a hot spring resort hotel 100 kilometers away from the city.

The villa is very elegant, not like a normal Japanese hot spring, but like someone's private garden in the south of the Yangtze River. After entering the moon gate, there is a winding stone road, and the bamboo and rockery on both sides separate the landscape and form their own landscape. The corridor and flower windows are very delicate.

Unexpectedly, the small courtyard was designed to be so unique, private and beautiful. There were three houses with flying eaves, a main hall, a tea room and a bedroom. The hot spring was just behind the bedroom, with a small path and flowers and trees on both sides.

In the night, the lights are soft and you can't see whether there is fog on the water, but the warmth all over the body makes people involuntarily forget all their worries temporarily.