Su Zhiyi knew many celebrity couples fell in love on set and soon announced their relationship or marriage.
Pei Yan had the same idea—to follow those couples' example and fall in love with her through acting.
Pei Yan was innocent; she had to pretend to be even more innocent than him.
[Su Zhiyi: Ah... I was just saying.]
[Su Zhiyi: How could you actually think that!]
[Pei Yan: Yeah.]
[Pei Yan: So what do you think?]
[Su Zhiyi: Me...]
[Su Zhiyi: I just want to act well.]
[Su Zhiyi: QAQ]
[Pei Yan: ...]
Their relationship had drawn closer because of Pei Yan's confession, but Su Zhiyi's sudden push-back doused Pei Yan, who had almost impulsively expressed his love, with a bucket of cold water, bringing him back to his senses.
Pei Yan calmed down. Staring at Su Zhiyi's message, he felt an indescribable bitterness, his tongue numb with bitterness.
But...
[Pei Yan: Okay.]
[Pei Yan: I respect your choice. I was too hasty.]
[Pei Yan: I've arranged for someone to handle the CP promotion with your company. You don't need to worry about it. Focus on your acting.]
[Pei Yan: Good luck.]
[Su Zhiyi: Mm-hmm, sure! You too!]
[Su Zhiyi: [Kitten cheering.jpg]]
Pei Yan always liked silence.
Seeing a cute round-faced kitten raising its furry paws on the screen, it felt like he could see Su Zhiyi on the other end flashing him a sweet smile, just like the kitten cheering sticker she sent, full of energy, saying, "Good luck~"
His gloomy mood was somewhat dispelled by the cute sticker Su Zhiyi sent. His fingers hovered over the image, saving it, and sent it back to Su Zhiyi.
[Pei Yan: [Kitten cheering.jpg]]
*
Su Zhiyi was very good at regulating her emotions.
The day she learned she would act a kissing scene with Pei Yan, she felt a little uncomfortable. But a day later, she had already come to terms with it, memorized every line for each scene, and figured out how she would perform the content in the script.
The only thing she couldn't accept calmly was that Jiang Yuanheng had become her assistant, acting alongside her and doing odd jobs for her. He was bound to run into Pei Yan.
She didn't want Jiang Yuanheng and Pei Yan to meet, but when Jiang Yuanheng saw Pei Yan, before she could stop him, he would politely take the initiative to greet him: "Hello, Brother Pei."
In response to Jiang Yuanheng's proactive greeting, Pei Yan showed no courtesy whatsoever.
Especially after seeing Su Zhiyi beside Jiang Yuanheng, Pei Yan's expression would darken even more: "You really seem to have too much free time. At your age, I was busy filming and had no leisure time."
"Well, Brother Pei is so experienced. Not like me—I've only been in the entertainment industry for two years, still young."
"Passive-aggressive."
"Just stating the facts."
Jiang Yuanheng said one thing, Pei Yan added another. Listening to the two men's passive-aggressive exchanges, Su Zhiyi's head throbbed. She quickly found an excuse to interrupt their bickering, pulled Jiang Yuanheng away, and kept her distance from Pei Yan.
She really didn't know what grudge these two had against each other.
She wasn't familiar with Beijing's high society circle in this world and had even started to suspect whether the Pei family and the Jiang family were sworn enemies, which was why they fought whenever they met.
In any case, she didn't dare let them meet again.
Today's scenes were originally few, but the director had added several more scenes today—all newly added emotional scenes for the Regent and the Princess.
Su Zhiyi had sent Jiang Yuanheng away early, afraid he would see her kissing scene with Pei Yan and cause a storm.
After standing in position with Pei Yan, she suddenly felt a scorching gaze fixed on her from off set.
It wasn't a crew member, nor a camera...
Who was staring at her?
Her body trembled almost imperceptibly, her beautiful eyes widening, catching Pei Yan's attention.
Pei Yan asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Su Zhiyi forced a smile: "Nothing."
Even as she said "nothing," her eyes involuntarily looked off set, and her pupils suddenly contracted.
She saw the source of that scorching gaze.
Gu Yu was sitting beside Director Zhou, holding the script, dressed in a clean, sharp suit.
He had come as an investor to inspect the filming progress.
Gu Yu's handsome brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, the muscles between them almost forming a "川" character.
The director, oblivious, saw that all departments were ready and said, "Everyone ready? Episode 13, scene..."
"Wait."
Someone called a halt.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
It was Gu Yu.
Gu Yu's expression was terrifyingly cold, the oppressive aura of a superior causing everyone present to hold their breath for a moment.
The director had never seen Gu Yu like this. Gu Yu often visited the set to check progress but never interfered in the filming and rarely spoke.
Why was Gu Yu making that expression?
A sense of unease rose in his heart. He swallowed nervously and carefully inquired, "President Gu, is there a problem?"
Gu Yu pointed at the script in his hand, cast a cold glance at the director beside him, and his voice was as cold as a stone soaked in an icy spring, heavy with doubt.
"What scene is this?"