At 35, Jiang Xiaoli went wild skiing with friends, only to die in an avalanche. She woke up to find herself back at 16, a year when her beloved mother was still alive!
Given a second chance, ...
Upon hearing their daughter's words, Mr. and Mrs. Hu were both shocked. "Dr. Pei is Xiao Li's? Isn't that a foreign brand?"
Hu Jingxin nodded. "Yes, didn't you know?"
Jiang Xiaoli smiled and explained, "Uncle and Aunt, 'Dr. Pei' is a brand that 'Jiang's Daily Chemicals' distributes."
Mr. Hu couldn't help but praise, "This 'Dr. Pei' is the most talked-about brand in the daily chemical and skincare industry lately. Xiao Li, you really have guts! Signing this brand must have cost a fortune, right?"
She just smiled and didn't explain further, "I'm just a sales agent, far from being a large factory like yours."
Mother Hu waved her hand and said, "Xiao Li, don't be modest. There's a big difference between our high-end products and our mid-to-low-end products."
Thinking of "Xingyun Daily Chemicals," which disappeared in her previous life, Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help but advise, "Uncle and Aunt, in the future, no matter which industry you are in, you will be competing on the output of newer and more stable products. Innovation is the foundation for a company's survival."
Hu Jingxin and Zhong Yuan's words might be heard by Hu's parents, but they won't think much of it.
However, since Jiang Xiaoli had also said these words, the two of them couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Mr. Hu nodded solemnly, "Okay, we will consider it carefully."
After having dinner at the Hu family's house and returning to the hotel, Zong Jiayu had already arrived a little earlier than them.
Seeing that he seemed normal, Jiang Xiaoli walked to the bedside and touched his nose. "How did the chat go?"
Zong Jia held her small hand and said, "That's great. Can you take a picture with me tomorrow? After the picture is taken, we'll go back to Kyoto."
Jiang Xiaoli naturally wouldn't refuse, but she was very curious, "Are you just going to leave her alone in Shanghai?"
“She’s not going to stay in Shanghai,” Zong Jiayu said, hugging her. “After the photoshoot tomorrow, she’s going to start a round-the-world trip, going wherever she ends up.”
She nodded. "That's good too. Relaxing will make her feel a little more at ease."
Zong Jia whispered in her ear, "She gave me all her wealth, but I'm not happy at all."
Jiang Xiaoli patted his back and quietly stayed with him.
The next day, Zhong Yuan acted as the photographer and took many photos of the three of them in Chi Haiyao's detached villa.
Chi Haiyao's somewhat tired face was full of smiles.
As she saw them off, she said, "Jiayu, Xiaoli, I'll mail the photos to you once they're developed."
Zong Jiayu nodded. "I understand. Take care of yourself."
Chi Haiyao smiled gently, "Jiayu, Xiaoli is fine, you two should take good care of yourselves."
She then turned to Jiang Xiaoli and said, "Xiaoli, I wish you and Jiayu eternal happiness."
They all knew this might be the last time they saw each other, but everyone was smiling.
Jiang Xiaoli smiled sweetly, "We will!"
As they walked out of the courtyard of the villa and got into the car, Jiang Xiaoli noticed that Zong Jiayu's eyes were still red.
She silently took his arm and leaned against him, hoping to give him some strength.
Back in Kyoto, life seemed to return to normal.
Only Zong Jiayu, Jiang Xiaoli, and Zhong Yuan knew about Chi Haiyao.
As the year draws to a close, there are many things to do at school and at work, and the busy life will help to ease worries.
On January 16th, the Laba Festival, Jiang Xiaoli took her last exam of the semester.
On the 25th, the first annual meeting of the "Jiang Group" was officially held.
Many people were attending such a gathering for the first time, and they received all sorts of benefits, including year-end bonuses, cash prizes, and raffles.
The annual meeting was a great success, and many people are already looking forward to next year's meeting.
After spending a few more days arranging everything at the company, and with Jiang Ruilin urging them by phone several times a day, they boarded a private plane bound for Chongqing.
Jiang Xiaoli stretched and said, "Once I've earned enough money, I'll buy one too!"
It's so easy to go from frugality to extravagance. With a private jet as a comparison, she now looks down on airline first class.
Jiang Chengle laughed and said, "Buy, buy, buy! Little Pear, you earn so much money, you should spend it!"
She pouted and shook her head. "Not enough. It's not time to bloom yet."
She looked at the person next to her who was gazing at the clouds and asked, "Ayu, what are you looking at so intently?"
Zong Jiayu turned her head back and sighed softly, "I was just wondering where she is now."
After sending out the photo of the three of them on the 12th, Chi Haiyao embarked on her journey. Until we received her latest postcard, no one knew where her new destination was.
Jiang Xiaoli smiled and said, "It must be a very beautiful place."
Zong Jia nodded. "Yes, it must be very beautiful."
This was Jiang Xiaoli's third visit to Chongqing, and she finally felt a bit like she was coming home.
Everything and everyone was familiar, and it felt really good to be surrounded by family.
The good mood reached its peak after the New Year's bell rang.
Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang transformed into generous benefactors, playing rock-paper-scissors with the audience. If you won, you could get a red envelope, but the contents of the red envelope were random.
Jiang Xiaoli received more than ten red envelopes in total, and she stuffed them all into Zong Jiayu's hands.
"Ah Yu, I'll use all the red envelopes I have this year to buy you a smile from me!"
Zong Jia chuckled softly, feeling somewhat apologetic. "Little Pear, I haven't been able to stop thinking about her lately. I'm sorry."
Jiang Xiaoli took his arm and waved her hand, "You don't need to apologize, I understand!"
Zong Jia reached out and ruffled her hair. "Little Pear, thank you."
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