Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 167 The Purity of Love and Being Loved

Shen Guining leaned back on the sofa, holding up her phone. "It seems he severed ties with the Zhou family a long time ago."

Zhou Chongli didn't seem to care about the survival of the Zhou family; otherwise, he would have returned long ago to stop it.

"Given the current situation, even with his great abilities, it would be difficult for him to reverse it," Zhu Sixuan said, resting her chin on her hands. "Let's not talk about the Zhou family anymore. How are things on your end? Is your training going well?"

Shen Guining nodded, "It's going quite smoothly. I practice dancing for four hours every day now."

Those difficult dance moves are slowly being picked up again.

It's just that what used to be easy now requires gritting your teeth and enduring the pain to persevere.

"That's fantastic! I knew you could do it." Zhu Sixuan was genuinely happy for her. "When I'm on vacation, I'll come visit you in Denmark."

Shen Guining smiled and said, "Okay, I know this place very well now, I'll be your tour guide."

"Row."

How are things going with your blind date?

"He's alright, he's a nice guy."

That answer sounds too official.

Shen Guining chuckled, "Why are you suddenly giving out friend cards?"

"No, I'm just telling the truth. He's a gentleman, very respectful, and takes good care of me when we go out to eat. He doesn't smoke or drink, and he has a stable job. My parents both think he's a suitable marriage partner."

"Do you think so too?"

Zhu Sixuan pondered for a moment, "I have some feelings for him, but I'm not in a rush to get married. I'll observe him for a while longer."

Shen Guining nodded. "Yes, it's always better to be cautious."
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As winter approaches, cold air masses arrive, and average temperatures drop to around zero degrees Celsius.

"It should snow next month. Winter in Denmark is especially beautiful. The whole town is covered in silver, the eaves are covered with frost, and the air is crisp and pleasant." Sofie sat in a chair by the fireplace, making tea.

The aroma of black tea wafted out, and wisps of steam rose from it.

Shen Guining looked on with anticipation. "I also love snowy days." "It's been a long time since I've seen your fiancé," Sofie teased. "With your beauty and so many suitors, does he really trust you to be here alone?"

Shen Guining smiled and said, "He's been very busy with work lately and hasn't had time to come over."

Sofie took a sip of hot tea. "And what about you? Aren't you afraid that all the women around him will steal him away?"

"I believe him," Shen Guining said firmly.

Sofie recalled the past, "My husband and I had a relationship just as good as yours when we were young, but unfortunately he got sick and passed away early."

He left suddenly just when everything was starting to look up.

Life is unpredictable; we live only a few decades, so it's rare to meet someone you truly love.

“I haven’t taken on rehabilitation therapy for several years, do you know why I agreed to help you?”

Shen Guining shook her head; she had indeed always harbored doubts.

Sofie put down her teacup and confessed, "It's because Vince wrote me five emails in a row, telling me how much you love dancing and asking me to help you with this. I was moved. Otherwise, even if he offered me more money, I wouldn't have agreed."

From them, she saw that sincere and beautiful love, and the purity of loving and being loved.

Shen Guining remained silent for a long time.

My heart felt like it was being kneaded into a ball, like a sponge filled with warm water.

In this world, probably no one understands her better than Qu Yanci.

He knew how important dancing was to her, so he never made her accept the fact that she couldn't dance, but believed that she could stand on the stage again.

“Stella,” Sofie suddenly called to her.

After clearing her mind, Shen Guining blinked. "Hmm?"

Sofie gestured with her chin, indicating that she should look towards the door. "Someone is looking for you."