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Chapter 170

"You only have two scenes to film tomorrow afternoon. Your health is the capital of the revolution. If you rest well today and have more energy tomorrow, won\'t your performance be even better?"

She earnestly tried to persuade Rong Dai.

Rong Dai didn\'t know whether to laugh or cry. This was the first time she realized her little sister-in-law actually had the ability to persuade someone.

Thinking of how Huo Shao Ting would come over later, she looked forward to it very much. Although they had only been apart for a dozen days or so, she already couldn\'t help but miss him.

Moreover, if he came over and saw her looking over scripts while lying in bed, her little sister-in-law and little uncle would probably suffer.

"Alright, I\'ll listen to you," Rong Dai conceded.

"That\'s more like it! My brother probably won\'t get here until later. What would you like to eat for dinner tonight, sister-in-law? I\'ll go order it."

Huo Mei Shu\'s face immediately lit up with joy, just like a doting old mother.

Rong Dai didn\'t have much of an appetite. She was still worn out, both physically and mentally, from that last scene she filmed where she had gotten too into character, which brought back memories from her past life. Her spirit still hadn\'t recovered yet.

"I want to drink some white radish pork rib soup. I don\'t have much of an appetite," Rong Dai said.

Huo Mei Shu sighed lightly. "I see. Should we stew a pigeon then? The doctor said your body is very weak and you need to frequently replenish it."

Rong Dai nodded. She still very much enjoyed eating pigeon, which had many benefits for women.

"Alright, I\'m going to take a nap first. My head hurts a bit," Rong Dai said, her complexion still pale. She felt grateful seeing her little sister-in-law busy caring for her.

"Go ahead and sleep," Huo Mei Shu said with a nod. She then stepped out and called to order dinner.

Rong Dai closed her eyes. Due to exhaustion from the past dozen days, she soon fell asleep.

When she awoke again, it was already dark outside.

"Shao Ting?"

Seeing Huo Shao Ting sitting in the chair with the room lights off, the only illumination coming from his laptop screen, she called out to him as she propped herself up in bed. She realized the IV drip in her hand had been removed.

Huo Shao Ting got up to turn on the lights, putting his laptop aside. Seeing her pale complexion, he reached out to caress her face, deep concern and tenderness showing in his eyes.

"How are you feeling? Still tired?" His voice was gentle, full of thick worry.

Rong Dai felt warmth in her heart. She grasped the hand he held against her cheek and gave him a faint smile. "Much better, I\'m sorry I worried you."

Huo Shao Ting got up to embrace her tightly, his strong arms holding her firmly against him, deeply breathing in her fragrance.

His voice contained traces of panic. "You scared me."

He had truly been frightened.

When he saw the news, it felt like his mind went blank except for numbness and shock.

He feared that if she fainted again this time, she would wake up as someone else entirely.

That was something he absolutely could not accept!

Rong Dai was taken aback for a moment, able to hear the unease in his voice.

"I\'m sorry."

She leaned her head on his shoulder, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. She understood full well the implications behind those words of his.

He was afraid she wouldn\'t come back. How could she not be afraid too?

"My wife."

Huo Shao Ting held her tightly, as if fearing she would fly away the next second. His voice was somewhat hoarse, softly calling out to her with great care.

"I\'m here, Shao Ting. I won\'t leave you," Rong Dai consoled him.

Yet even she was unclear herself whether she would go back, just like in that historical drama she had watched where the female lead ultimately returned to the present in the end. Everything she experienced in that other world was fleeting, without even a shred of historical trace.

The two of them understood very well - this was an extremely uncertain factor.

"Dinner has been ordered. You need to eat more to nourish your weak body."

Huo Shao Ting released her and caressed her face, gazing at her tenderly as he spoke, then lovingly kissed her red lips.

Although already used to such intimate gestures from him, Rong Dai\'s heart would still race and her face flush.

The two looked into each other\'s eyes, their hearts filled with tender feelings that bound them closely together.

"I\'ve hired a nutritionist to come cook and nourish your body. You\'ve become too thin," Huo Shao Ting said reluctantly as he let her go, taking out the insulated food container and pouring out the rib soup.

Rong Dai nodded. She did not refuse.

She knew this was how the man before her expressed his care and cherishing of her.

"Be careful, it\'s hot."

Like a fretful mother, Huo Shao Ting watched her drink the soup anxiously.

Rong Dai didn\'t know whether to laugh or cry, yet her heart felt even warmer than the bowl of hot soup in her hands.

"You haven\'t eaten dinner either right? Racing all this way over such a great distance."

Rong Dai only drank a couple mouthfuls before setting the bowl down.

"Don\'t worry about me. Focus on recovering your health first," Huo Shao Ting said, stirring the soup and blowing on it to cool it down for her.

Rong Dai looked at him gently. "You\'re my husband. Why wouldn\'t I care about you?"

Saying this caused her face to blush first.

She seldom spoke such affectionate words. Although she had adapted to the culture here, deep down she still retained some conservative qualities from her past life.

Writing this kind of tender sentiment in letters was one thing. But saying it outright was another matter entirely.

Huo Shao Ting was elated. He held her face and kissed her once more.

Rong Dai glared at him indignantly. Was he treating her like a doll, biting whenever he pleased?

"Why don\'t we go back and cook dinner? There\'s a supermarket nearby."

Despite her indignance, Huo Shao Ting had done a lot for her sake, all of which she recognized.

Yet there was little she could do for this man, since he already had almost everything.

He was born handsome. And as the head of a company who also had to rush around on planes, she could see the fatigue on his face.

She just wanted to make a bowl of noodles for him with her own hands.

"I just got too into character when filming and thought of some old matters, which I didn\'t control my emotions well over. Others may not understand, but you can, Shao Ting."

"It\'s nothing serious with me. Can we go back home? Please?"

Afraid he wouldn\'t agree, Rong Dai softened her voice, speaking like a little woman.

Huo Shao Ting was most helpless against her like this. After consulting with the doctor, he brought her out of the hospital. The couple drove to the supermarket.

Looking at the dazzling array of ingredients, Rong Dai didn\'t pick anything particularly extravagant, just ordinary home-cooked ingredients.

Huo Shao Ting was unsatisfied though. He pushed the cart around the entire supermarket, grabbing anything that could nourish the body and piling it into the cart.

Rong Dai looked at the cart helplessly. "Shao Ting, are you planning to raise me like a pig?"

Huo Shao Ting gently patted her head, smiling gently with a hint of teasing. "Even if you were a pig, you\'d still be my pig."

Rong Dai: "..."

Could she take back what she just said?