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"Mind your own business," Jiang Rou said coldly. "Keep an eye on Su Yao; don't let them be alone together."
"Got it, got it," Zhang Zihao replied nonchalantly.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Rou's eyes were filled with worry and anxiety.
Lin Yue stepped onto the film set, and the bustling crowd faded away.
In her search, she spotted the figure that haunted her dreams.
Su Yao stood in the sunlight, a golden halo draping over her like a veil, radiating a gentle glow.
That unadorned beauty made Lin Yue squint, almost unable to look directly at her.
But soon, Lin Yue noticed a tall man standing beside Su Yao—Zhang Zihao.
He was dressed in an exquisite tailored suit, holding a vibrant bouquet of roses in one hand and a delicately wrapped gift box tied with a blue ribbon in the other. A confident smile played on his lips as he leaned slightly toward Su Yao, saying something to her.
The sight pierced Lin Yue's heart.
Her expression froze as she stood rooted to the spot, hesitating whether to approach, her fingers unconsciously stroking the Patek Philippe watch on her wrist.
Su Yao smiled back but deliberately maintained some distance from Zhang Zihao, her eyes filled with helplessness.
At that moment, Director Li suddenly spotted Lin Yue and waved for her to come over.
Lin Yue politely nodded and smiled but gently shook her head, signaling that she didn't want to interrupt the shoot.
Su Yao turned to look where Director Li was waving, her gaze sweeping past the crowd until it landed on Lin Yue standing not far away.
In that instant of eye contact, surprise sparkled in Su Yao's eyes as if she had forgotten everyone else around her.
"Su Yao, get ready; we start filming in five minutes!" The assistant director's voice shattered the beautiful moment.
Su Yao shyly smiled at Lin Yue and gestured for her to wait a moment.
Lin Yue nodded, a slight smile on her lips as her cheeks flushed slightly.
"Lin Yue? Ha, she really came by herself," Zhang Zihao said with a bitter smile. He straightened up and watched the joy in Su Yao's eyes turn into a scowl as he clenched his jaw.
Finally getting a break between takes, Su Yao hurriedly exchanged a few words with Zhang Zihao before making her way toward Lin Yue with an eagerness masked by calmness.
That feigned composure appeared endearing to Lin Yue.
As Su Yao approached, she softly said, "You came."
"Yeah," Lin Yue replied shyly, lowering her head.
Su Yao's gaze carefully traced Lin Yue's features, frowning slightly. "You've lost weight," she said, concern lacing her voice.
Lin Yue looked down, her long eyelashes fluttering as she dared not meet Su Yao's worried eyes.
"I've been too busy lately to have much of an appetite," she explained softly, her voice tinged with fatigue.
Su Yao hesitated for a moment before cautiously voicing the question that had been buried in her heart. "Why haven't you contacted me for so long?" There was a hint of grievance in her tone.
Lin Yue's chest tightened as she met Su Yao's gaze, filled with guilt. "I'm sorry for not replying to your messages and calls," Lin Yue said, her fingers nervously tracing the watch on her wrist. "Jiang Rou has been unwell, and I've had to take care of her, so..."
Realizing that no matter how she explained, it would just sound like an excuse, she felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her.
"It's okay, I understand," Su Yao said, noticing Lin Yue's discomfort and offering a gentle smile. "I was just worried about you."
A warmth spread through Lin Yue's heart; Su Yao didn't blame her at all. "Are you doing well?" Lin Yue asked with concern, her eyes carefully examining Su Yao.
"Yes, I'm doing fine," Su Yao replied, giving Lin Yue a reassuring smile.
There was so much they wanted to say to each other, yet they both hesitated to break that fragile barrier between them.
"Do you have time later?" Lin Yue mustered the courage to ask. "I want to have a good talk with you."
"Sure, I’ll finish my next scene, and then I won’t have any more shoots today," Su Yao said, her voice trembling slightly with anticipation.
"I'll wait for you," Lin Yue nodded slightly, a faint smile gracing her lips.
Just then, Zhang Zihao called out from a distance with exaggerated enthusiasm. "President Lin!" His loud voice interrupted their moment of connection.
He strode over confidently, wearing a facade of insincere warmth. "I didn't expect to run into President Lin here! What a pleasure!"
Lin Yue had never met Zhang Zihao before; she stiffly nodded and forced a smile. "Hello."
Zhang Zihao noticed that Lin Yue wasn't particularly fond of him but brushed it off. "Yuexing Capital really has an eye for talent; they've invested in such a great drama!"
He turned his attention to Su Yao, leaning closer to her with unabashed admiration in his eyes. "Su Yao's acting is simply impeccable; I've become one of her fans!"
Su Yao smiled politely but instinctively stepped closer to Lin Yue, creating distance from Zhang Zihao.
"You're too kind," she replied flatly, her gaze shifting back to Lin Yue.
Lin Yue noticed Su Yao's subtle movement and felt a surge of satisfaction. She looked at Zhang Zihao with a more playful and scrutinizing expression, as if assessing an overconfident rival.
Zhang Zihao seemed oblivious to Su Yao's withdrawal and continued talking about himself. "I treated the entire cast to dinner the other day; the atmosphere was fantastic! It's a pity President Lin couldn't join us."
His implication was clear: he was flaunting his closeness with the cast, especially his relationship with Su Yao.
Lin Yue regarded Zhang Zihao with an indifferent expression. "Is that so? You’re quite thoughtful, Mr. Zhang."
Turning to Su Yao, she softened her tone slightly. "You’ve worked hard; filming is exhausting enough without having to socialize."
Her words implied comfort for Su Yao, suggesting she didn’t need to cater to Zhang Zihao’s whims.
Su Yao felt the concern in Lin Yue's words, a hint of sweetness flashing in her eyes.
"Everyone is taking good care of me, so I'm not tired," she replied softly, her gaze lingering on Lin Yue.
Zhang Zihao, clearly sensing that he was being sidelined, displayed a flicker of annoyance in his eyes. He straightened his back deliberately and stepped forward slightly, as if to emphasize his presence.
"By the way, President Lin," Zhang Zihao suddenly turned to Lin Yue, a knowing smile playing on his lips, "I ran into Miss Jiang the other day. I heard that the good news between the Lin and Jiang families is coming soon. That's the biggest news of the year! Congratulations in advance!"
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on their reactions.
Lin Yue's expression changed abruptly, her brows furrowing tightly. "What are you talking about?"
She looked at Su Yao and found her filled with shock and confusion, staring back at her.
"Oh dear, did I say something wrong?" Zhang Zihao feigned surprise, but the calculation in his eyes was hard to miss. "Then forget what I said; I won't spoil it for you."
His tone was deliberately mysterious but laced with provocation.
Just as Lin Yue was about to press for clarification, a staff member from the film set suddenly called out, "Su Yao, it's your turn! Get ready to shoot!"
Although Su Yao was also eager to understand what Zhang Zihao meant, she maintained her professionalism and quickly adjusted her emotions. "I’ll go shoot now. President Lin, see you later."
She flashed a smile at Lin Yue and hurried off to the film set, her skirt swaying gently in the breeze.
Lin Yue had no desire to engage further with Zhang Zihao and turned to leave. However, he seemed unwilling to let her go. "Hey, President Lin, wait up," Zhang Zihao called out as he caught up with her. "Since we ran into each other, how about grabbing a coffee together?"
"Maybe another day; I have a conference call scheduled," Lin Yue replied, finding an excuse as she walked towards the rest area on the other side of the film set without looking back. This left Zhang Zihao standing awkwardly in place, his smile gradually fading.
During the subsequent filming, Su Yao indeed struggled to maintain her composure. Zhang Zihao's words about "good news coming soon" echoed like a spell in her mind.
The director appeared visibly displeased, frowning as he said, "Su Yao, focus your attention!"
Blushing deeply, Su Yao repeatedly apologized. "I'm sorry, Director. I'll adjust right away."
Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to concentrate.
Finally, after three attempts, Su Yao successfully completed her scene.
She rushed into the changing room at nearly double her usual speed, changed clothes, removed her makeup, and quickly applied some moisturizer before hurrying to the place she had arranged to meet Lin Yue.
Lin Yue was already waiting there. Upon seeing Su Yao approach, she stood up nervously and began tapping her fingers on the table unconsciously.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," Su Yao said breathlessly.
Lin Yue quickly shook her head. "No, I just arrived not long ago."
Beside the film set, there was a small river. Lin Yue tilted her head slightly, her voice gentle. "The scenery is quite nice. Shall we take a walk over there?"
The two walked along the path to the riverbank, where the sunset filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground. The water was crystal clear, and occasionally fish leaped from the surface, splashing droplets around.
The surrounding noise seemed to fade away, leaving only the sound of their footsteps and heartbeats.
Su Yao wanted to ask the question about "good things coming," but each time it was on the tip of her tongue, she swallowed it back down. She stole a glance at Lin Yue's profile and was about to muster the courage to speak when Lin Yue spoke first.
"Zhang Zihao... does he come to the film set often?" Lin Yue tried to sound casual, but her voice betrayed a hint of jealousy.
Seeing Lin Yue's jealousy, Su Yao felt a sense of calm wash over her, even wanting to laugh a little. "Yeah," she sighed lightly, "he's been coming quite frequently lately."
"You two..." Lin Yue asked cautiously, her eyes fixed on Su Yao.
"I have no interest in him at all." Su Yao met Lin Yue's gaze, speaking each word with utmost seriousness. "He's not my type."
Lin Yue felt a surge of happiness but forced herself to remain calm. "Then what type do you like?"
Su Yao looked at Lin Yue's face; under the sunset, her skin appeared almost translucent, and her dark eyes were deep like a pool. A blush crept onto Su Yao's cheeks as she gently bit her lip, ready to answer when suddenly a gust of wind blew some fine sand into her eyes. "Ouch..." Su Yao winced, tears instinctively welling up as she blinked rapidly.
"Don't move; let me take a look." Lin Yue quickly grasped Su Yao's hand.
She gently cupped Su Yao's face and leaned in cautiously, almost feeling their breaths intertwine. Lin Yue carefully blew away the sand from Su Yao's eyes with soft and focused movements. The warm breath brushed against Su Yao's eyelashes and cheeks, carrying Lin Yue's unique cool sandalwood scent, making Su Yao's heart race as she tightly gripped her own clothing.
"Is it better now?" Lin Yue asked softly, her voice trembling slightly.
Su Yao nodded, her face flushed with color and tears still clinging to her long eyelashes. "Yes, thank you."
It was only then that they realized how close they were and how intimate their position had become. They hurriedly pulled away from each other, both feeling somewhat flustered.
Silence spread between them, the air thick with sweetness.
It was Lin Yue who broke the silence first. "Su Yao, I... might be leaving for a while next week."
Su Yao stopped in her tracks; the blush on her face faded instantly, and the light in her eyes dimmed. She looked at Lin Yue. "Where are you going? For how long?"
"Back to America," Lin Yue said softly, a heavy sense of reluctance in her voice. "My parents and Jiang Rou’s parents are over there; I need to go see them."
Seeing the evident disappointment in Su Yao’s eyes made Lin Yue unconsciously step closer again, closing the distance between them once more. "It shouldn't be too long."
Su Yao lifted her head, her gaze complex like a kaleidoscope—disappointment, understanding, worry, and jealousy all mixed together. "Yeah, family is important; you should go see them," she said with a forced smile.
The two fell into silence again, with only the sound of the wind and distant voices faintly reaching their ears. Su Yao looked down at her toes, hesitating for a long time before finally mustering the courage to look at Lin Yue again, her eyes filled with unease. "What Zhang Zihao said today... about the Lin family and the Jiang family having good news soon, what does that mean?"
Lin Yue immediately frowned. "I don't know what he's talking about. It might be related to the energy project our families are jointly acquiring."
It was clear that Lin Yue was not fond of discussing family matters, so Su Yao wisely chose not to press further, though her unease lingered in her heart. Lin Yue cleared her throat to change the subject, her gaze falling on Su Yao. "How was your filming today?" Her eyes were gentle and filled with admiration.
"It was fine before you came," Su Yao said playfully, blinking mischievously with a smile on her lips. "But after you arrived... I got a bit distracted."
Lin Yue was completely taken aback, and her cheeks flushed visibly, spreading from her ears down to her neck. Although it was her first love, Su Yao's blatant hint was something she understood well. She opened her mouth but didn't know how to respond, feeling her heart race as if it might explode.
Seeing Lin Yue's innocent and shy expression made Su Yao's heart bloom with joy, but she worried that being too forward might scare her off. She quickly added with a smile, "But the director said everything is going smoothly, and we should finish on time."
The distance between them was so close that they could almost feel each other's warmth. The faint scent of gardenias mixed with Su Yao's unique fragrance wafted through the air around Lin Yue.
"Well... that's good. Director Li is indeed very professional," Lin Yue replied absentmindedly, though her gaze remained fixed on Su Yao's face.
They continued walking along the path in silence, their shoulders occasionally brushing against each other before pulling apart. The air was thick with unspoken feelings, both tense and expectant.
When they reached a secluded spot under the shade of a tree, Su Yao suddenly stopped and turned to face Lin Yue. The setting sun filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on her face. She lifted her head slightly, a hint of girlish shyness in her eyes. "Lin Yue," Su Yao softly called her name, her voice barely audible yet brushing against Lin Yue's heart like a feather. "I... I'm really glad you could come today."
Lin Yue gazed at Su Yao before her; she looked stunning in the sunset light. "I'm glad to see you too," she replied in a low, gentle voice filled with tenderness.
Their eyes met in the air, as if countless unspoken words were swirling between them. Su Yao took a deep breath as if she wanted to say something but swallowed it back down.
Just then, Lin Yue's phone rang loudly, shattering the intensely romantic atmosphere. She took out her phone to see Jiang Rou's name on the screen.
Staring at the phone, she hesitated for a moment about whether to answer it or not.
Noticing Lin Yue's dilemma, Su Yao stepped back to give her some space. "You should answer it; what if it's something urgent?" Her tone was calm, but there was an unmistakable hint of disappointment in her eyes.
Lin Yue glanced gratefully at Su Yao before stepping away a few paces to answer the call.
Jiang Rou's voice immediately came through the line, sweet as always. "Lin Yue, when are you coming back? I just picked out some gifts for Mom and Dad and wanted you to see if they're suitable."
Lin Yue absentmindedly responded with "mm-hmm," her gaze never leaving Su Yao, fearful that she might take the opportunity to leave.
She hurriedly hung up the phone and returned to Su Yao's side, hesitating on how to say goodbye.
"Um... it seems the director is still waiting for me to discuss tomorrow's shoot," Yao said, sensing Lin Yue's reluctance to speak first. "So I’ll head back now."
She paused, her eyes resting on Lin Yue's face, and softly added, "You... be careful on the road and take care of yourself."
Lin Yue nodded, her voice filled with reluctance. "You too, don’t tire yourself out too much."
When they parted, neither said goodbye, as if they had silently agreed that they would meet again.
In a corner of the parking lot, Zhang Zihao leaned against his Ferrari, smoking. When he saw Lin Yue arrive alone, his gaze flickered for a moment.
He had seen Lin Yue and Su Yao walking by the river from a distance; although he couldn’t hear what they were saying, the intimate atmosphere was unmistakable.
He took out his phone and found Jiang Rou’s number, his finger hovering over the dial button for a few seconds.
"Forget it," Zhang Zihao muttered to himself as he ultimately put his phone away.
Though he wanted to pursue Su Yao, he didn’t want to win her over through such means, nor did he want to see disappointment and disgust in her eyes.
He extinguished his cigarette and climbed into his car, the engine roaring as he sped away.
Lin Yue returned to Jiang Rou’s home and, as she expected, found Jiang Rou had already prepared various sizes of luggage.
Wearing a pink silk nightgown, Jiang Rou was waiting for her on the sofa.
"Lin Yue, you’re finally back!" she exclaimed joyfully as she rushed over and wrapped her arms around Lin Yue's neck. "How was the film set today? Was it smooth?"
Lin Yue gently extricated herself from the embrace. "Yeah, it was pretty good."
During dinner, Lin Yue forced herself to engage while Jiang Rou subtly probed about what she had discussed with Su Yao. Lin Yue only gave vague responses to brush her off.
After dinner, Jiang Rou thoughtfully prepared a bath for Lin Yue.
While Lin Yue was bathing, Jiang Rou sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her phone screen. After hesitating for a moment, she dialed Zhang Zihao’s number.
"Zhang Zihao," she lowered her voice, "did you see Lin Yue today?"
"Miss Jiang, I’m sorry; I didn’t go to the film set today because something came up," Zhang Zihao chuckled lightly.
Jiang Rou hung up the phone and walked to the window, gazing at the stars in the night sky as a wave of unease washed over her.
In the bathroom, Lin Yue lay in the bathtub with her eyes closed, her mind filled with Su Yao's smile and those bright eyes.
"What type do you like?"
How she wished she could hear the answer directly from Su Yao's lips.
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