"I'll think about it." Ding Yiyi smiled at her, but her heart became more and more tangled.

Dua nodded.'The other party invited Sister Ding to dinner this evening. By the way, can we discuss this matter at 6 p.m.?'

Ding Yiyi nodded. "Okay, please."

The European customer she agreed with was a half-Chinatown. He chose a restaurant with Sichuan cuisine. "You really have too many delicious things in China. I don't want to go back to Britain anymore."

"I spent nearly a year in Britain. It was a beautiful country." Ding Yiyi had just entered the restaurant door when she smelled a choking chili smell. She held her breath slightly,...