The Ancient Miss Transmigrates into a CEO's Wife

Chapter 244

The look of nervousness on Chang Zhiyuan's face was clearly displayed on the screen, so intense that it seemed like he could take flight at any moment.

The cameraman intentionally zoomed in for a close-up shot. Terrified by the geese, Chang Zhiyuan's face contorted hilariously, filling the screen.

[HAHAHA, look at the shameless face of our CEO!]

Qi Ji saw this comment and immediately showed it to Xue Jingrui on his iPad.

“Check out your brother’s shameless face.”

Xue Jingrui joined in on the laughter about Chang Zhiyuan, opened the App on his phone, fast-forwarded to the scene, took a screenshot, and sent it off.

[Xiuhe, look at the shameless face of Chang Zhiyuan.] Xue Jingrui tagged Xu Xiuhe in his post.

[Yeah, I’m watching it too. He's scared out of his wits by a couple of geese, looks like he might fly higher than them.”]

Chang Zhiyuan secretly glanced at the conversation between Xue Jingrui and Xu Xiuhe and began to sulk.

The two spoke so lightly of it. Those geese, with their heads held high, were truly terrifying. They simply did not understand his fear. It was easy for them to talk without being in this situation.

[You guys are really enjoying this, aren’t you?] Chang Zhiyuan defended himself.

[What’s wrong with that? Aren't people enjoying it?] Xue Jingrui retorted.

[Don't I have dignity?]

[You lost it the moment you hid behind Shu Yi.]

Was Xu Xiuhe's response.

On-screen, Shu Yi noted the terrified look on Chang Zhiyuan’s face, and a wave of sympathy washed over her. He was pampered all his life; this must be so unlike what he's accustomed to.

“Do you want to wait outside?”

Shu Yi asked, turning to face him.

“No.”

Chang Zhiyuan immediately shook his head, refusing to show weakness at a crucial moment like this.

After refusing, Chang Zhiyuan mustered courage and tried to compose himself.

"Don't force yourself."

"Wouldn't that be too much trouble for you, what about the fashion studio?" Chen Siming expressed his concern.

"It's fine."

Shen Yin had already trained those young girls well; now, the operations at Yunyin Studio didn’t require her direct involvement. The girls were very capable, and the training she had provided was not in vain. Yunyin Studio's reputation had grown so much that people from other cities would come specifically to order custom gowns.

After lunch, Chen Siming brought high-quality brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones. Shen Yin checked them and found them adequate.

There was an office in the inn that Chen Siming had specifically set aside.

Shen Yin entered the office, and Chen Siming laid out all the painting supplies, exciting the little one.

"Mommy."

"Do you want to paint too?"

The little one nodded.

"First, promise me, you can only paint on paper, not anywhere else, okay?"

"Okay!"

Shen Yin was relieved; she hadn’t forgotten the time when Xu Yunzheng, with an ink-dipped brush, had stained his clothes.

Shen Yin picked the finest brush, dipped it in a little ink, and handed it to the little one.

The little one, now quiet, sat on the floor, doodling away, though it was unclear what he was drawing.

Shen Yin, however, was different. She picked up a brush and painted several famous paintings with ease, as if the images were etched in her mind, her skills remarkably proficient.

Indeed, the voice she had heard in her dreams was real—her skills were infinitely amplified, and it truly worked wonders.

In half a day, Shen Yin had painted five famous paintings and written many characters.

Outlining, underpainting, coloring—various literati painting techniques were integrated into her work.

"Sis, how is it that you know how to do everything? If I did not firmly believe in materialism, I would have suspected that you are a refined lady from the ancient times who has traveled through time. What luck my brother Xu has, to have married you! He must have saved the Earth in his previous life."

Chen Siming was left wide-eyed and speechless. Had he not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that anyone could paint with such speed and confidence, not even the slightest hint of hesitation.

"Your brother Xu is pretty impressive himself, I'm also fortunate to have met him."

Chen Siming: ......