The weather isn’t cold right now, it’s even a bit sultry, so why are his palms devoid of any warmth?
"I hope our cooperation will be a pleasant one."
Since he had agreed to a partnership, Mo Ran was of course going to listen to Fujiwara Ize’s suggestions.
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His advice reflected his innate talent in business. From this, they believed he was truly capable and their trust in him grew even more.
After fleshing out the detailed plan, the next steps were to register the business, find a dance studio, decorate, and promote.
Since they were only starting a small dance class, the process was not complicated or difficult, so Fujiwara Ize took charge of many aspects, saying he would instruct his subordinates to handle them.
The other matters were also undertaken by Mo Yan, who otherwise had nothing to occupy her time.
Mo Ran seemed to have nothing to do, so she stayed at home waiting for their news and practiced her dancing.
She hadn’t entered the dance studio in the villa for a long time. After cleaning it up, she wore her form-fitting dance clothes, turned on the music, and rehearsed various movements.
Gu Yixuan walked to the door and leaned against it with crossed arms.
"Why did you think of dancing?"
Mo Ran did not stop her movements, "I haven’t danced for a long time and feel a bit rusty, so I’m practicing."
"I remember, your wish was to stand on stage and receive the highest honors, wasn’t it?"
Reflecting on her passionate self from the previous year, Mo Ran felt as if it were a lifetime ago.
Less than a year had passed, yet her heart had settled so much, no longer as naive as before.
"Yes, but that was a past dream. Now when I think about it, honors and such aren’t really that important. I love dancing, and I don’t necessarily need the highest honors. As long as I can keep dancing happily, I’m already very content."
Mo Ran stopped her movement and picked up the water bottle from the ground, twisting it open to take a sip.
There was a fair amount of sweat on her forehead, and Gu Yixuan took a towel from nearby to wipe her face.
"Ranran, if you hadn’t met me, what do you think you’d be like now? Perhaps you’d be dancing and performing in various places, already having won many accolades?" he couldn’t help asking.
"I don’t know. You can let time flow backwards, and maybe then you’ll know what I would’ve been like if I hadn’t met you."
Gu Yixuan gave a slight smile, "I don’t regret meeting you, even if time were to flow backwards, I would still choose to meet you. Only... I wouldn’t let you suffer again, nor would I hurt you."