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Chapter 245

Although she had been in contact with Rong Dai for less than two months, Rong Dai's personality and qualities made her look at this girl with admiration.

The plans she had made for Rong Dai were the most effective and fastest way, after all this was TK's first show in Huaxia, which was a good opportunity for cooperation.

Once such an opportunity was missed, it would be very difficult to have it again in the future.

In addition, starting a studio was a daunting endeavor.

Choosing elites in the industry as partners was one of the most effective ways to get the studio to move at the pace of the industry as quickly as possible.

But Rong Dai chose the "slowest" model instead.

This required not only courage and confidence, but also guts.

"With this choice, you have to be mentally prepared, it will be much more difficult."

Lu Nianzhi recorded while reminding her.

Of course Rong Dai knew that this way, her entrepreneurial journey would be very difficult, after all she chose newcomers.

But she was just like that. After experiencing what happened in her previous life, she understood many things.

Anything that could be managed, whether it was people or things, was bound to be an accumulation.

Rather than that, it was better to start from the ground up and suffer hardship from the very beginning.

"Let's do it this way. I'll take care of the finances for now. You'll have to work a little harder on the HR side."

Rong Dai nodded seriously. Working with Lu Nianzhi was really a very pleasant thing.

Lu Nianzhi raised her eyebrows, seemingly surprised, and asked her, "Are you looking to groom talent within the company?"

Rong Dai nodded. She must have capable partners around her in order to accomplish this entrepreneurial journey, which she couldn't do alone.

"Sister Nianzhi, I want to personally select the candidates for the interviews."

Because this dream was about her being able to get closer and closer to Huo Shao Ting.

So she had to manage it with tremendous effort and utmost caution.

She hoped that her studio in the future would be a place of dreams, and not just a money-making tool.

Lu Nianzhi nodded and recorded all her requirements.

After chatting for a while longer, the two were about to end the video call.

"Rong Dai." Lu Nianzhi suddenly called her. A meaningful smile appeared on her face. She raised her hand and pointed to her own neck, then added with a laugh, "Don't overindulge, you'll be very busy this month."

At first Rong Dai was stunned, and after Lu Nianzhi smiled and hung up the video, she reacted to what was going on. She rushed to the mirror to check her neck.

She saw two very delicate hickeys on her slender swan neck.

She immediately held her breath, her cheeks burning hot!

If her head was a boiling teapot, she would definitely be able to see the steam rolling out of both of her ears!

"Huo Shao Ting!"

She covered her neck with her hand, feeling both ashamed and annoyed as she yelled out his name.

Thinking that she had just talked with Lu Nianzhi for so long with these two bright red hickeys on her neck, she wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground!

Huo Shao Ting looked at her with a smile, walked over to her and hugged her. He lowered his head and sniffed her ear, his voice gentle, "I'll be more careful next time, it's just...my wife, you're too delicious."

Hearing his tender words, Rong Dai's anger dissipated. She could only look at him resentfully.

Taking advantage of the situation, Huo Shao Ting lightly pecked her cheek. The couple sat down on the sofa like conjoined twins.

Although it was the second day of the Lunar New Year, the couple were both busy with their own things, and so the afternoon passed by.

It wasn't until the evening that Rong Dai came to her senses and looked around their little home.

"Writing down notes?"

Huo Shao Ting brought her a knitted cardigan to put on. Seeing her writing something down with a notebook in her hand, he kissed the tip of her ear and gently asked.

Rong Dai's heart quivered. Although she was already used to being intimate with him, every time Huo Shao Ting got close to her, it still made her heart flutter.

The corners of her lips curled up in a faint smile. With a pen in one hand, she pointed to some empty wall spaces, "I want to paint some things on the walls when I have time. It's too empty, lacks some warmth."

"You make the decisions."

Huo Shao Ting's heart softened. Although the woman he loved was in front of him, standing in their warm home, he still had an unreal sense of disbelief.

Rong Dai looked at him with a tilted smile, took the initiative to tiptoe and kissed his lips, "So, Mr. Huo will be in charge of dinner today."

"Okay..."

His voice was indulgent, and the way he looked at her was even more gentle, like a soft cloud in the blue sky.

With that said, he went to the kitchen.

Rong Dai continued with her plans. She already had in mind what she wanted to paint.

Huo Shao Ting put a lot of thought into the dinner. Everything was light and not greasy, warming for the stomach and delicious.

After eating their fill, Rong Dai took him to the study.

"May I borrow Mr. Huo's precious few minutes?"

Yesterday he had written her a love letter, and she also wanted to write something for him.

The study was fully equipped with custom ink, brushes, paper and inkstones. Huo Shao Ting indulged her, as long as she was happy, he would accompany her in anything.

"What do you want to write?"

Other than knowing her identity and having seen her embroidery skills and cooking, there were still many hidden talents of hers that he had yet to discover.

"Help me grind some ink."

Rong Dai instructed him. Huo Shao Ting obediently did as told.

However, grinding ink was something rarely done by modern people who seldom wrote with brushes anymore. So in the end, Rong Dai had to teach him.

She spread out the paper on the desk, dipped the brush in ink, and started writing without thinking.

Her calligraphy was as skilled as her embroidery.

After all, these things were already ingrained in her bones. In her previous life, after she became an empress, the emperor visited her palace less and less.

Time passed especially slowly in the depths of the palace. To kill time other than thinking of ways to please the emperor, the only thing she could do was practice her calligraphy to calm her heart.

So her writing was especially delicate and graceful, with beautiful plum blossom script that looked as if it was printed.

She did not use ancient poetry to reply to Huo Shao Ting's love letter, but combined modern writing conventions, and wrote three sentences.

You are the wildflower that blooms in my heart.

You are the stars and seas in my eyes.

You are my one and only desired splendor in this life.

They were simple three sentences, but her feelings were not something these words could fully capture.

"Shao Ting, you are my stars and seas, my splendor."

With the brush in one hand, she looked at him askance with a faint smile on her beautiful cheeks.

Her eyes were serious, her voice gentle but firm in every word.

The simple three sentences were like a thousand-pound hammer, pounding Huo Shao Ting's heart repeatedly.