The two hadn’t seen each other for half a month, and combined with Leng Zimo’s years of physical training, his body was naturally superior to that of ordinary people. After their intimate mont, Luo Xiaoqian just lay in his arms, so sore and limp that she didn’t want to move, and the plan she had to practice dancing again that evening had to be shelved.
Dinner was delivered directly to the room by Leng Zimo, and because Yu Tong had given special instructions, Gao Jie and Lin Ye didn’t co to visit Luo Xiaoqian as usual.
Considering she had a dance class the next day, Leng Zimo was very considerate and restrained himself instead of indulging.
After dinner, the two simply lay side by side on the pillows, chatting.
Even though they spoke on the phone every day, and often more than once, they still had endless topics to talk about when they t face to face.
Most of the ti, it was her speaking and him listening.
That night, nestled in his arms, Luo Xiaoqian slept especially soundly.
Early the next morning, Luo Xiaoqian was woken up by the alarm she had set. As she reached out for her phone, the alarm stopped after just one ring.
She yawned and opened her eyes to see Leng Zimo looking at her.
He clearly had been awake for a while, one arm still held in her embrace, while the other busily operated the computer on the bedside table. Busy as he was, he still needed to work at any given mont, even when out of the country.
Reaching out, Leng Zimo affectionately stroked her head, "It’s still early, you can sleep a bit longer."
"I can’t, I haven’t practiced the dance steps taught to by the teacher yesterday!" Luo Xiaoqian sat up, pulling her clothes from the bedside, "I need to get up and practice."
Leng Zimo took off the anti-radiation glasses from his face and frowned slightly, "Is this what you do every day?"
"No!" Luo Xiaoqian quickly dressed, "When you’re not here, I practice for two more hours at night."
His frown deepened, "Why push yourself so hard, don’t tell you’re trying to save the company money?!"
"Because I want to go back to Beijing to see you sooner!" Luo Xiaoqian revealed a smile to him.
Actually, Leng Zimo had indeed guessed her thoughts correctly.
Top-tier teachers naturally co with top-tier commissions, and the expenses for four people staying in a hotel, dining, plus her renting the practice room, all require considerable spending. She had asked Yu Tong, and the total cost added up to five figures per day, and that’s in US dollars.
Leng Zimo smiled helplessly, "Little Fool, does Emperor View lack that bit of money!"
"I know!" Luo Xiaoqian’s face fell slightly, "I know Emperor View doesn’t lack that money, but I feel like I should save where I can. I know you want to build your own film empire in China, I’m not as capable as Sister Xu Pei and can’t take on work to help you. All I want is to do what I can to help you!"
Sothing stirred in Leng Zimo’s chest.
He had guessed the reason but hadn’t fully understood her heart.
He had never expected this seemingly scatterbrained girl to have such thoughtful considerations.
He moved away from the phone, got out of bed under the covers, casually pulling a shirt over himself, and approached her.
"Little Fool! If I needed capable employees, there are plenty more capable than Xu Pei, but what I truly need isn’t that." He took her wrist and pulled her to the balcony, "Look!"
Luo Xiaoqian lifted her face, sowhat puzzled as she looked.
It was early morning, and out east, the Chaoyang was slowly rising.
"What do you see?"
"The city’s sunrise, the flow of traffic, the crowds, the skyscrapers..." Luo Xiaoqian turned to him with so confusion, not quite understanding what he was trying to convey.
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