"She's fine. I've been away for a few days, so I've let her go and keep her sister company."

"As long as we get along well..."

The two were silent for a while. Seeing that Zhao Cheng had nothing to say, Yang Cai'e said, "Take care of your own business. I'm going to start writing."

The door was never opened.

Or rather, Zhao Cheng ultimately didn't push open that door.

...

After Yang Cai'e went on her business trip, Zhao Cheng was spared the trouble of dealing with her, but he still felt awkward facing Zhou Nuo at the Right Prime Minister's residence. However, things were a little better with Zhou Nuo than with Yang Cai'e, since it was Zhao Huan who proposed it, and Mu Zhaojun was the one who ultimately made the decision. Nevertheless, Zhao Cheng still felt a headache coming on and didn't want to stay at the Right Prime Minister's residence for long.

That day, he suddenly thought of Chen Feier, so he came to the bookstore again.

It was already night, and after Yang Cai'e and Jin Daxia left, the courtyard was much quieter than usual.

Zhao Cheng watched Chen Feier paint in the room. The complete book of "Yingyingying" had been finalized. Seeing that the first volume was selling like hotcakes, Zhao Cheng decided to release the second volume later.

This freed up Chen Feier's hands to draw whatever she wanted.

To Zhao Cheng's surprise, the drawing in front of Chen Feier still depicted a naked woman.

She raised her upper body and waved her hands as if she were running.

The clothes fluttering in her hands were like the sunset clouds plucked from the sky behind her.

"What kind of position is this?" Zhao Cheng asked, half-lying on the bench beside him.

Chen Feier said, "This isn't one of your vulgar things; this is art."

I don't like hearing that!

Zhao Cheng sat up and said, "Do you know how many people are learning what you paint? That's art too, art you created with your own hands!"

"But those works of art can only be hidden in dark corners."

"Yours is the same; drawing people like this makes them unable to see the light of day."

"No."

Chen Feier turned her head and looked at Zhao Cheng with a serious expression, saying, "I will try my best to change everyone's perception of paintings, so that my paintings can be recognized in the sunlight."

Zhao Cheng was touched by Chen Feier's expression.

That kind of persistence and seriousness has immense power.

Zhao Cheng quickly took off his clothes and lay down on the bench.

Chen Feier froze, and asked suspiciously, "What... are you doing?"

"Go ahead and draw! I'll be your model!!"