Rebirth of a Movie Queen: the President of the Empire Is Sent to the Door

An Ruixin smiled apologetically, and under Shen Jingyi's surprised gaze, handed the signature board back: "Sorry Jingyi, I suddenly remembered that my signature has not been practiced yet, Sister Shan won't let me give it to others casually. Sign it. Let’s do it, I’ll make it up for you after I finish signing it in a few days."

  The smile on Shen Jingyi's face completely froze, holding the blank signature board in her hand, her face was at a loss: "Okay, I'll make it up next time."

  An Ruixin pretended not to see the embarrassment on her face, smiled softly as always: "I have something to do, let's go first, I wish you a happy new year in advance."

   "...Well, Happy New Year." The smile on Shen Jingyi's face was reluctant.

  Before the Spring Festival, she finally pitted Shen Jingyi, and An Ruixin was in a good mood.

  After returning to City S, An Ruixin moved to Ji's house because she was going to spend the New Year at Ji's house.

  Originally, Mother Ji planned to let the two make up the wedding before the Chinese New Year.

It's a pity that the two of them went to spend such a long honeymoon. After they came back, they worked overtime and supplementary work. There were a lot of things at the end of the year. Several people looked at An Ruixin and couldn't bear it, so they simply changed the wedding to the new year. , Now the certificate has been obtained, and the person is already a member of their Ji family, and can't escape.

After An Ruixin arrived at Ji’s house, she really lived a life of rice worms when she was full and slept, and she ate and ate after she slept. Apart from occasionally helping the kitchen cook a few dishes that the elders particularly like, most of the time basically Do nothing.

  The attitude of Ji's servants towards her has also changed slightly, and they have become more respectful while being close.

  An Ruixin stayed in Ji’s house for a while. During that time, her identity was nothing more than Ji Chengze’s girlfriend, but now she is the wife of their eldest young master, another hostess in this house besides Ji’s mother.

On the night of the New Year’s Eve, An Ruixin sat at the table with Ji’s mother and a few servants who had not returned home to make dumplings together. This was the only food that Ji’s mother would cook.

  Rao is so, it is still not as beautiful as An Ruixin.

  Mother Ji looked at the exquisite dumplings that looked like a little squirrel in front of An Ruixin, and then looked at the drained dumplings that looked a little crooked and cracked in front of her. It was really horrible.

   "Have Xinxin made dumplings before? This dumpling is so beautiful."

  "Isn't it? Young lady's bag is much better than the chef in the dim sum store outside."

  "Don’t praise me, my face is blushing. When my mother was alive, I would be there to help every year when making dumplings. I learned over time."

  When An Ruixin talked about her deceased mother, the faces of several people were a little uncomfortable. They seemed to want to comfort An Ruixin but worried about being self-defeating.

   An Ruixin naturally noticed this, and smiled and said, “However, I haven’t made dumplings in the past few years. The craftsmanship is a bit rusty. If it tastes bad after a while, don’t dislike it, Mom.”

  Mother Ji smiled: "I don't think I can't dislike it, anyway, if it doesn't taste good then, you have to eat all the things you made."

  Mama Ji said this, everyone laughed, and the atmosphere was finally restored.

  While a few people were having fun while wrapping dumplings and chatting with each other, there was a sudden roar of the car outside.

   "It's so late, who will come?" Mama Ji muttered, and then seemed to think of something, she got up and walked outside.