Canadian Chinese

Gracie Reed is doing just fine. Sure, she was fired by her overly “friendly” boss, and yes, she still hasn’t gotten her mother into the nursing home of their dreams, but she’s healthy, she’s (somewhat) happy, and she’s (mostly) holding it all together. But when a mysterious SUV pulls up beside her, revealing Chinese cinema's golden couple Wei Fangli and Sam Yao, Gracie’s world is turned on its head. The famous actress has a proposition: Due to their uncanny resemblance, Fangli wants Gracie to be her stand-in.

For Dee Kwan, every day is the perfect day. No, really. She has a house she loves, a job she adores, and a ridiculously attractive “nemesis” who never seems to mind when she wins their favorite online game. How can life possibly get better? (It can’t, obviously. It can only get much, much worse.) Soon Dee is forced to share her adorably cozy home with her parents and estranged grandmother. Then she’s tossed into the deep end at work, tasked with cleaning up a scandal for the intimidatingly chic luxury fashion firm Celeste. If that weren’t enough, she discovers her hot nemesis works there, too.

If the Chinese people were to file one by one past a given point, the interesting procession would never come to an end. Before the last man of those living to-day had gone by, another and a new generation would have grown up, and so on for ever and ever. The importance, as a factor in the sum of human affairs, of this vast nation, - of its language, of its literature, of its religions, of its history, of its manners and customs, - goes therefore without saying. Yet a serious attention to China and her affairs is of very recent growth.

Januar 2006. Die Polizei von Hudiksvall macht eine schreckliche Entdeckung: 18 Menschen wurden auf grausame Weise getötet, am Tatort findet man ein rotes Seidenband. Unter den Toten sind auch die Adoptiveltern der Mutter von Richterin Birgitta Roslin, und sie beginnt zu recherchieren. Die Spur führt 140 Jahre in die Vergangenheit und bis nach China ...

Eh oui, vous allez croire que c'est du délire, mais je tripe sur les biscuits chinois! Voilà un bon exemple de mon côté givré selon ma gang de girls. Malgré tout, mes précieuses amies vous diront que c'est souvent moi qui maintiens l'équilibre au sein du groupe. Peut-être parce que je prends la vie avec un grain de sel...jusqu'à ce qu'il soit question de mon amoureux. Les choses sont parfois tellement compliquees entre Manix et moi....