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The next evening, Yunmiao woke up slowly.

She didn't want to move, staring blankly at the ceiling, utterly despondent.

It turns out that what she had always thought was the limit of his endurance was just his deliberate restraint.

I cried so much last night.

My eyes are swollen, my voice is hoarse, and my lower abdomen is sore.

What should I do?

I want to take back what I said yesterday, I want to break up.

is there time?

She lay there for a long time before slowly getting up.

I slowly moved from the bed to the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

As soon as I sat down, I saw workers carrying out construction in a corner of the yard.

Although only halfway through, Yunmiao could already tell that it was a super luxurious dog villa.

A look of joy appeared on her face.

Does this mean Sheng Yinian has agreed to let the Jiasha family of three move in?

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Yun Jincheng and Jiang Jing did not rush back this time, but stayed for a few more days.

After class on Wednesday, Yunmiao went to Yanshu Apartment.

Only Yun Jincheng was there.

"Dad, where's Mom?"

Yun Jincheng chuckled.

She went on a date with her idol.

Yunmiao suddenly remembered Aunt Qing.

"Ah, it's Teacher Shen Yiqing!"

Just thinking about it makes me happy for my mother.

Tonight, Yun Jincheng will be cooking himself.

After dinner, the father and daughter sat down on the sofa.

Yun Jincheng peeled an orange and handed it to his beloved daughter.

He threw away the orange peel and took a tissue to wipe his hands.

"By the way, honey, did you go to the studio to practice your skills today?"

Upon hearing his mention of it, Yun Miao was taken aback.

She broke off a segment of orange, popped it into her mouth, and chewed it a couple of times before remembering.

Since returning from the competition, she hasn't been to the studio even once.

Seeing her lost in thought, Yun Jincheng frowned slightly.

"Honey, you can't let your guard down just because you won an award."

"I've seen too many people in my life. Some people think they've achieved enough as soon as they get a little success, and that they can finally take a breather. But they end up taking a breather for years and never get back up."

"You won this trophy beautifully, but you must remember that the trophy belongs to yesterday, and there's a long road ahead."

"Don't work on it only sporadically. Once you've lost your touch, you'll have to put in a hundred or a thousand times more effort to pick it up again."

Yun Miao nodded thoughtfully.

"I understand, Dad. I'll go to the studio tomorrow and study hard."

Yunmiao had no classes the next morning, but she woke up early.

He turned around and looked back, but Sheng Yinian wasn't there.

Remembering that I had to go to the studio later, I didn't go back to sleep.

She sat up, leaning against the headboard, feeling rather lazy and unwilling to move.

She thought carefully about what her father said last night.

Is it really as he said, that she relaxed because she won the award?

Something seemed off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

When she recalled the time Sheng Yinian took her to Hong Kong to meet Su Lingyi, she was so excited she felt like she could take off.

But it hasn't even been a year, how could she have become so lax?

Thinking of this, she felt a surge of disappointment, along with a bittersweet sense of guilt and self-reproach.

It was getting late, so she composed herself.

Get up, wash up, and go downstairs.

After breakfast, she dressed neatly and went out.

Sheng Yinian walked in from inside the courtyard while making a phone call.

The two met at the door.

As she passed by him, Yunmiao said softly, "I'm going to the studio."

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

Sheng Yinian stopped and looked back.

Driver Uncle Wang had already prepared the car and was waiting.

The little girl was walking step by step toward the car.

My steps were slower and heavier than usual.

Sheng Yinian gave a few brief instructions over the phone, ended the call, and walked over.

Just as Uncle Wang was about to open the back door for Yunmiao, Sheng Yinian arrived at the car.

"Let me do it, Uncle Wang."

He opened the passenger door, took Yunmiao's hand, and led her to sit down.

Then he walked around the car and got into the driver's seat.

Yun Miao turned her head and glanced at him.

"Aren't you busy this morning?"

Sheng Yinian turned to the side to fasten her seatbelt.

"Okay, no rush. I'll take you to your studio."

A few simple words soothed most of the chaotic emotions in her heart.

She smiled, revealing her small white teeth: "Okay."

The car drove smoothly out of Zijian Villa.

Yun Miao gazed quietly out the window, lost in thought.

Everyone probably experiences a period of burnout when pursuing their passions.

It's just that her period of burnout came a little too early.

It's okay, just hang in there, everything will be alright.

While waiting at a red light, Sheng Yinian glanced at him sideways.

"What are you thinking about?"

Yunmiao snapped out of her daze and turned to look at him.

"It's nothing, I just feel like I haven't been to the studio for several days. I've been really lax lately."

Sheng Yinian's gaze slowly swept across her face, and he didn't say anything more.

When the green light came on, he looked away and started the car.

Soon, the car came to a smooth stop in front of the studio courtyard.

Yunmiao unbuckled her seatbelt and waved to him with a smile.

"I'll go in first then. Drive carefully on the road."

After saying that, she opened the car door, got out, and stepped into the small courtyard of the studio.

I don't know why, but the yard, which isn't very big, seemed a bit long and far to walk through today.

Halfway there, I heard a steady sound of footsteps behind me.

Yunmiao turned her head to look.

Sheng Yinian was walking step by step into the depths of the courtyard, bathed in the morning light.

She stood there, staring blankly as he approached.

"What's wrong?"

Sheng Yinian stopped in front of her and took her hand.

"Let's go, we're not learning anymore."