Unqualified

Elaine takes Begonia from the villa's underground parking garage into the kitchen on the first floor.

The four chefs have already started preparing. Elaine helps Begonia to tie the white half-length apron of the restaurant waiter.

"Originally they wanted to send me and another person, but that person happened to be busy today, so I recommended you to the boss! It's better to keep the wealth within the family! Oh..."

Elaine suddenly reachs out and touchs Begonia's forehead.

"What's going on, it's a little hot! Are you catching a cold? Are you feeling dizzy?"

Begonia touchs herself and feels nothing.

I'm a little tired, but I've been busy these days. My body is not made of iron, but minor illnesses and pains will pass if I endure them.

Begonia encourages herself.

"It's okay, get to work!"

Elaine refuses. Begonia doesn't take herself seriously, but Elaine knows that Begonia is a fragile person. It is common for her to catch cold during the season change. The key is that Elaine sense Begonia's body temparature with her forehead again and agiain.

"Well, you hold on for a while, I'll call someone soon. When the replacement arrives, you should get back to our car and rest!"

Elaine decides to act arbitrarily.

"We can make money anytime, but your body is your own. And I heard it's going to snow tonight and the temperature will drop. Come to the car and make me a pack of Isatis root to drink. Do you hear me?"

Begonia does have one advantage: she can listen the right advice.

Maybe she as not a pretentious child before, or maybe it was because she no longer had the qualifications to be pretentious, Begonia does not want to be sick.

"I'll add all the wine outside first! And wait for your call to leave!"

Begonia hugs Elaine and says. "Don't worry!"

Although Elaine is still a little worried, the family dinner is about to begin and the guests are arriving one after another make the two of them must do their work separately.

"Hey, what a surprise!"

A clear voice sounds behind Begonia, who is arranging wine glasses with her back to the guests.

Turning around, it is truely a surprise for her. "Do you still remember me?"

The woman in front of her had short hair that reaches her ears, bright and beautiful facial features, and is about the same height as Elaine. Begonia is a head shorter than her as she stand in front of her wearing CL red-soled high heels.

"My name is Cindy. Do you remember that I ordered steak yesterday?"

Begonia maintaines hier service attitude and nodded politely.

"If it's convenient, could you please, um, lend me a few minutes?"

Begonia wantes to refuse, but couldn't.

She could only follows Cindy through the garden to a greenhouse nearby. The temperature in the greenhouse is like spring, and there is bright flowers blooming, but Begonia, whose body temperature is a little high, couldn't help but shiver.

"Actually, I specially arranged for your restaurant to take over this event today."

Cindy states her purpose directly and generously.

"Because I want to find a chance to talk to you."

In the reflection of the glass greenhouse, Begonia could not ignore the glowing figure of Cindy, who is wearing a sequined long skirt and a coat.

Confident, calm and generous.

And I myself seems to be dull and lackluster.

"Yesterday, I saw Celeste taking you into the car. You are his ex-girlfriend, right?"

Begonia nods slightly with some bitterness.

"Excuse me for being frank! I like Celeste and I'm pursuing him. I think you should be able to see that!"

Begonia is not surprised. A woman always has a divine intuition about the look in the eyes of another woman who looks at the man she likes. Cindy's love is not concealed at all.

"I just want to say that I sympathize with your situation. It's not your fault that you can't choose your parents. But love is a fair fight, not to mention that Celeste is single. Besides, you were the first to let go, weren't you?"

Cindy's words are like a needle, piercing sharply into Begonia's broken heart.

Each hole is left when Begonia think about Celeste.

This injection makes the originally numb pain worse.

"I am unmarried, and I have an MBA from Wharton School of Business. My family's main business is investment, but I prefer to work in the industry. Celeste's field is an industry that I am very optimistic about. I have helped B-C attract many potential customers. For example, today's private dinner is to introduce some important business and political figures to Celeste. You know, even a good product requires a lot of commercial operations to ensure subsequent success, and this requires a very deep family background and resources. Do you understand what I mean?"

Begonia wants to say that she didn't understand, but Begonia is too clear-headed to deceive herself.

"Sorry, I don't want to be a villain myself."

Cindy hands Begonia a handkerchief.

Only then does Begonia feel that her face is wet again.

It seems that I sheve tears every day after re-meet Celeste.

Begonia is somewhat disgusted with herself for being so fragile, especially in front of Cindy.

"My words may not sound good, but I just want to say that I will do my best to fight for it. Although you knew Celeste earlier, I believe that I am the most suitable for him now!"

After Cindy says what she wants to say, she prepares to leave.

"When he's busy, he sometimes doesn't pay much attention to you, but that doesn't mean he dislikes you, he just needs you to pay more attention to him!"

Cindy turns around to look at Begonia's back as she speak. She speaks very quickly, as if it has been accumulating in her heart for a long time.

"He actually likes sweets, but he is very self-disciplined and usually doesn't touch them. However, if he encounters a bottleneck in his experiment, I used to take him to eat Anti Chow's cakes. Except for matcha, which he doesn't like, the other ones should suit his taste."

"His study room is always filled with lots of information and things, but don't move them around easily, as it will disrupt his memory."

"He only wears pure cotton shirts, and he wears long sleeves even in summer. If there's even the slightest stain on the collar, he'll find ways to remove it."

"He likes steaks cooked medium rare..."

Does he really like it? Begonia couldn't continue.

"Maybe I don't know him well enough, but please, you must understand him well, make him not lonely, make him happy, let him do whatever he wants! Most importantly, you must not leave him. Don't let him be the one left behind, this is my request, because I am no longer qualified!"

Cindy feels that her eyes getting a little moist, because the love overflowing in Begonia's voice is too obvious, and too desperate!

"From the beginning, I shouldn't have recklessly inserted myself into his world! I thought I could bring him happiness and joy, but in fact, I was making him experience unnecessary pain and separation in his life. Celeste is powerful and seems to be omnipotent, but this does not mean that he will not feel pain after being hurt. So, can you promise me that if you really like him, don't let him experience this kind of pain again, don't abandon him! Don't be the one who hurts him like me!"

Begonia sniffes heavily, her face already floods with tears.

This face remains in Cindy's deep memory for a long time afterwards.

It is like a suppressed volcano erupting silently, and the huge energy make a woman broken.

Cindy never believes when people say that if you truly love someone, in certain situation, you may will to let go.

But today, Begonia makes Cindy realize how deep the pain of letting go would be, no matter whether she was willing or not!

Like a ravine, it shatters a woman.