"Do you know how much I want to find you these days? But I can't. I'm really in pain."
"All the servants in the mansion look down on me, saying I'm uneducated and unworthy of you. Woohoo... I'm trying so hard, I'm trying so hard to be worthy of you. Aren't you satisfied yet?"
"I tried hard to become the person I was at the border, working hard on business and trying to amaze everyone."
"How could you think that of me?"
Chen Wei's voice was choked with sobs, and tears were streaming down his face in grievance.
In the past, it was Xie Yuchuan who mentally suppressed her.
Now, it's her turn to mentally suppress Xie Yuchuan.
"No, Weiwei is not like that. I just don't want you to suffer like this. It makes me sad to see you coming home with bruises every day." Xie Yuchuan felt powerless and guilty.
He held Chen Wei in his arms and patted her back to comfort her.
The result was a success.
Xie Yuchuan was stunned for a moment, with shock and passion in his eyes. He was reluctant to move down: "Weiwei, your waist...how come it's become thinner? And this part, it seemed..."
Chen Wei shed a string of tears and continued, "After training for so long, your waist will naturally become thinner, and isn't it normal for your hips to be rounder?"
"But aren't those men who train physically all incredibly strong, with broad shoulders and waists, and strong backs and broad waists?"
Xie Yuchuan really didn't understand.
Shouldn't martial arts training become crude and embarrassing?
How come it becomes more and more beautiful?
"Of course not."
Chen Wei said while crying, "Men's body structure is different from women's. To achieve the same strength, women need to put in 4-7 times more effort. It also depends on the body shape and skeleton."
"I have a thin frame. I want to develop the physique of a military commander, but even if I were given thirteen hours a day, I wouldn't be able to do it."
"My efforts can at most make my figure firmer and more attractive."
"Xie Yuchuan, you're not afraid that I'll become extremely strong, so you despise me, right? I've suffered so much for you, but you don't understand me at all. I'm really sad..."
Xie Yuchuan really doesn't know this common sense.
He was indeed worried that Chen Wei would become uncouth and as strong as an ox, which would make him a laughing stock.
Seeing Chen Wei crying so sadly, Xie Yuchuan felt heartbroken. The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt. Looking at Chen Wei's increasingly curvy and perfect figure, he swallowed the words that wanted to ask Chen Wei to stop insisting.
He thought, since Chen Wei likes it, then let her go...
It's just some public opinion.
With him protecting her, Chen Wei cannot be hurt.
"Weiwei, don't cry. Blame me. Blame me for ignoring your feelings during this period. I know you have suffered a lot since you came into the mansion with me. Don't cry. If you like it, then let it be."
"If you want to go to the temple to burn incense, go with Aunt Zhao. After all, it's me who has let you down..." Xie Yuchuan began to reflect on himself, wondering if he really didn't understand Chen Wei enough.
Seeing Chen Wei crying so sadly, he sighed, and with heartache in his eyes, he wiped Chen Wei's tears with his fingertips.
The carriage did not return home.
At Shen Wei's request, they headed towards the cake shop on East Street.
Chen Wei felt sorry for herself for being so humble and weak, so she could only use tears to make Xie Yuchuan soft-hearted. She was pretending to be pitiful at first, but suddenly, she couldn't control her emotions and cried sincerely.
She was crying for being imprisoned in this era and unable to find the way home.
Crying and doing everything in order to gain a little freedom and power.
Curtain,
You have to believe in yourself, move forward and don't look back.
Don't be greedy for the immediate comfort, and don't listen to the advice and ridicule of these ancient people. You know, women who live freely and equally under the red flag cannot tolerate the feudal darkness.
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The East Street cake shop half a month ago was unremarkable.
Now the renovated shop is very unique and eye-catching.
Chen Wei got some colored paint from somewhere and painted the wooden walls a warm yellow, making the shop look very bright. Hand-painted pictures of birthday cakes were hung on the walls.
The painting is so lifelike that the characters and cakes seem to jump out of the picture.
The plaque has been made and is covered with a large red cloth. No one knows what words are written underneath.
"This, is this the shop you built?"
As soon as Xie Yuchuan got off the carriage, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
In this world where people are hungry and cold, ordinary people’s shops have no style at all. They just need to be clean and pleasing to the eye and then they can open for business and sell things.
Only those taverns and restaurants that entertain high-ranking officials and nobles will be decorated in a grand and luxurious manner.
As a marquis, where has Xie Yuchuan not been?
But he had never seen warm yellow wooden walls, never seen a shop decorated so artistically with paintings hanging on the walls, and never seen anyone paint food and people so realistically.
"Weiwei, who created this painting hanging on the wall?"
"I've never seen anything like this before. How did they do it?"
"It doesn't look like an ink painting, nor does it look like a black ink painting..." Xie Yuchuan looked at the paintings in shock.
Chen Wei casually took down a piece of paper.
The painting depicts parents and a little girl sitting together. The girl closes her eyes and makes a wish to the colorful cake, her eyes full of ease and happiness. Her parents look at her with tolerance and love.
There are no words on the painting, but the characters are vivid.
People of this era don’t even know what a cake is, let alone the meaning of this painting.
"I don't know what this painting method is, maybe it's called watercolor hand-painting? First use a fine brush to draw the shape, then add color. I once learned it for a while, but unfortunately I only learned the basics and never mastered it."
"You drew this?" Xie Yuchuan was horrified.
We have known each other for such a long time.
He never knew that the person in front of him was so outstanding.
Chen Wei raised his hand and touched the girl in the painting, then smiled and said, "Yes, I once saw a portrait in an art gallery. Even the texture of the clothes and hair was clearly visible. It was truly stunning."
"I just exerted my maximum strength under limited conditions."
"You're so surprised, it's just that this kind of painting style has never appeared here before."
Xie Yuchuan turned his head and looked at the woman standing next to him.
The light hit her face, her eyelashes were black and curled, her skin was as soft as jade. She looked at the person in the painting with a focused and gentle gaze, as if she was recalling something through the painting...
There was a moment,
Xie Yuchuan felt like his heart skipped a beat.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, and suddenly felt a little flustered, so he reached out and held Chen Wei.
It seemed that only by holding Chen Wei's soft hand in his palm could Xie Yuchuan feel a sense of reality, and feel that Chen Wei was real, and would not leave him at any time.
In the last month.
Xie Yuchuan always had a feeling of being worried about gaining and losing. Chen Wei was clearly standing there, but he always gave him the illusion that he was out of reach: "Weiwei, if this shop can't be run, then go back home."
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