Eating hotpot can cause heatiness. "I will just eat a little bit." Wei Jiajia felt guilty, craving for hotpot. Tang Mingli didn’t have the heart to refuse Wei Jiajia and allowed her to have just a bit. Tang Yue couldn’t help but smile when she saw Wei Jiajia looking greedy for hotpot; an image subconsciously popped into her head. She pictured herself pregnant, craving hotpot, while Meng Siyu was beside her, coaxing her not to eat it. She wondered if Meng Siyu would care more about her or the baby in her belly? At this thought, her mind started to wander far, so Tang Yue quickly pulled her thoughts back, thinking of Meng Siyu, who was busy with company matters. She sighed, thinking that it wasn’t even about the baby—she couldn’t even see the baby’s father, let alone have a baby. Meng Siyu in Qing City suddenly sneezed. "Brother Meng, did you catch a cold?" Li Wei hurried over, took a deep breath, and said, sensing the salty air. Meng Siyu gave him a cold look: "Li Wei, instead of worrying about whether I’ve caught a cold, you should think about how to help Pinganda take root quickly in Qing City." Li Wei immediately fell silent. Pinganda’s branch in Qing City was slowly growing, but precisely because of this, there were more things that needed to be done. Zhao Xiangqian and Yan Dong were managing Pinganda in other cities, and Li Wei instantly felt overwhelmed at the thought of eventually managing a company by himself. "With the new year fast approaching, don’t you want to go home for the celebration?" Meng Siyu questioned him. His heart had already flown to Wangjiang County. He had promised Tang Yue to go home and spend New Year’s with her; he couldn’t break his word. "Brother Meng, of course, I do," Li Wei said excitedly. Qing City was too cold for his liking. "Then work faster and get home sooner." Meng Siyu wished he could work 24 hours a day without sleep to finish everything. In Wangjiang County, inside the house, there was a steaming hot pot under the warm light, casting smiling faces around. Outside, however, the world was blanketed in ice and snow, as snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, layering the earth in white. "Teacher, do you mean that there will be spots for exchange students early next year?" Tang Yue couldn’t help asking again, "Is it still to country F?" This news took Tang Yue by surprise. Teacher Mei affirmed, "Yes, it’ll be in country F, and it’s the famous fashion design institute there." "Why wasn’t this confirmed before the holiday?" Tang Yue asked, puzzled. As one of Huaxia’s top universities, Jinghua University always had exchange student spots which she was aware of, but there weren’t any for the fashion design department. This time, an exchange to a fashion design institute in country F? For any fashion designer, this was the best of opportunities. "Originally, it was for the architecture department, but something went wrong, and our design department managed to secure this opportunity," Teacher Mei explained with excitement, "Xiao Yue, I strongly recommended you. A year of learning will be very beneficial to your future." "Teacher Mei, when will we go to country F?" Tang Yue asked. After hanging up the phone, Tang Yue fell into deep thought. She didn’t immediately agree to Teacher Mei, nor did she decline. She immediately called the company and found out that Meng Siyu would be back in a few days. With Teacher Mei unable to wait any longer, Tang Yue felt somewhat disappointed. "Xiao Yue, can’t Siyu come back for the New Year?" Seeing the look on Tang Yue’s face, Zhang Hualian stepped forward to comfort her: "Xiao Yue, Si Yu’s company is busy, and we should understand. I know it’s not pleasant, especially since it’s your first year of marriage, and you expected to spend it together, and now you can’t reunite. But Xiao Yue, now that you’ve chosen to marry him, such things are bound to happen frequently, and we need to view them properly." "Mom." Tang Yue knew Zhang Hualian had misunderstood. Zhang Hualian interrupted her, "Xiao Yue, we have a long life ahead of us. Let’s make dumplings, so we don’t keep fixating on Siyu’s matter." Zhang Hualian didn’t hesitate, pulling Tang Yue to make dumplings with her. After a while, with clean hands and a few dumplings wrapped, Tang Yue finally spoke, "Mom, it’s not about Siyu’s matters; it’s something else." Zhang Hualian had skillful hands and quickly wrapped a beautifully shaped dumpling, asking, "What is it?" Tang Yue repeated Teacher Mei’s words briefly. It took Zhang Hualian a while to react, then asked, "Are you saying you’re going abroad? To study in country F for a year?" That’s something she couldn’t even dare to dream of. Her daughter was actually troubled about whether to study abroad or not? After digesting the news, Zhang Hualian caught the key point and said, "You’re hesitating because it’s for a year, right? Do you want to go and study?" If Tang Yue didn’t want to go, she wouldn’t be so conflicted. "For someone studying fashion design, country F is an aspirational place." It was also something she wouldn’t even consider in her previous life. Tang Yue was self-aware; her clothes were doing well, her designs were good because she had the advantage of foresight and two decades of study in fashion design in her past life. But for her, studying in country F would also be a good opportunity. Broadening horizons can be very helpful in improving oneself. "Xiao Yue, you’re married now, you’re an adult, I can’t make this decision for you, but I suggest you discuss it with Siyu," Zhang Hualian advised, not fully understanding the implications. Tang Yue fell silent for a moment. She did want to discuss it, but Siyu was in Qing City, and by the time he returned, it would be too late to respond to Teacher Mei. After contemplating for two days, Tang Yue declined Teacher Mei’s offer. If Siyu’s company grew rapidly, it would be when he was busiest. Finding time to spend together would be scarcer, let alone going abroad, and seeing her. Going to country F for further studies meant that within a year, she might return at most once, which also meant that if she chose to study in country F, it would be a year before she could see Meng Siyu. His time was already limited, and meeting opportunities sparse. Now they wouldn’t see each other for a year, and this made Tang Yue hesitate. To her, fashion design was important, but Siyu was more important. For origınal chapters go to 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⟡𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚⟡𝘯𝘦𝘵 Knowing how it felt to miss someone, she was clear—she wanted to stay by Siyu’s side and couldn’t bear to part. Teacher Mei tried to persuade her at length over the phone, but Tang Yue refused. After hanging up, Teacher Mei was still very regretful and took a trip to Wangjiang County that very day.