but still entered the barrier of the Yaohun Stone.After all, the time flow inside is very slow. Even if you go in, no one present will notice.Xu Zui Ning was dumbfounded the moment she entered. The la...After An Tianxiang left, Yang Ning went to find the director because she didn't understand what he meant by "just taking the same plane for a business trip."

After hearing the director's answer, Yang Ning fell silent instantly.

It turns out that An Tianxiang had just flown back from Japan and immediately contacted their program team, wanting to fly to Hong Kong with them. The reason wasn't to monitor her, but because he was also transferring to Hong Kong for business talks.

The director said that An Tianxiang looked particularly downcast after telling him he was going to take a different flight. He guessed that An Tianxiang just wanted to make time to see her one last time.

After all, we can't be together after getting off the plane, so how could there be any talk of monitoring

The clearer the director spoke, the more Yang Ning's heart fluttered. She fidgeted with her fingernails and bit her lip tightly, feeling increasingly unable to grasp An Tianxiang's true intentions.

"Hey, Yang Ning, look up and interact with Yang Qingfeng."

The director waved the camera in front of the two of them. Yang Ning looked up and gave a strained smile, then glanced at Yang Qingfeng beside her, noticing that he too wore a cold expression.

Yang Ning's heart sank. It seemed this shoot was going to be very difficult. Both of them were in such a state, they were likely to make a mess of it.

"Qingfeng, at least smile once! Don't be so cold."

Holding the camera, the director was also anxious. After filming for several minutes, there wasn't a single sweet shot. What should they do now

"Yang Qingfeng, cooperate with the point."

Yang Ning felt a mix of resentment and frustration in her heart. To her, this matter wasn't originally done for herself. Now that unexpected problems had arisen, turning things into this mess, she was quite dissatisfied.

Casting a sideways glance at Yang Ning, Yang Qingfeng's eyes held a serene light that rippled with a hint of watery brilliance. He remained silent, turning his head slightly in Yang Ning's direction as if acknowledging him.

“Wow, Qingfeng, your awkward laugh is incredible.” The director looked at the stiff pair in the lens, speechless. He was too lazy to say anything more, so he simply put away the camera, hoping to capture some normal footage later on.

After getting off the plane, it was already night in Hong Kong. The program crew surrounded Yang Ning and his girlfriend to film their dinner arrangements.

To create a sense of atmosphere, the program crew had already rented a villa for the two people to use before filming began. Therefore, as soon as they arrived, Yang Ning was asked to cook dinner himself.

"Make dinner for Yang Qingfeng"

Yang Ning's eyes widened, and she looked at the director, her expression full of difficulty.

Whether it was her past life or this one, she had zero culinary skills.

The director also saw the difficulty in Yang Ning's expression, he waved his hand and said: "You don't need to do it so well, just do it according to your heart, there's no need to care so much."

Upon hearing the director's instructions, Yang Ning seemed to understand something. She pouted and nonchalantly nodded, saying, "Alright, you want me to do it, I'll do it. But I don't guarantee the taste."

In the kitchen, Yang Ning quickly fried several dishes and then served them to Yang Qingfeng, who had been sitting in the garden lost in thought.

"Eat, it's ready."

Yang Yue turned on the lights on the patio, and the garden lanterns also lit up one after another. The warm light bathed the edges of the flowers, making everything look dreamlike.

Yang Qingfeng swirled the red wine in his glass, glancing at the charred dishes on the small table. He had no appetite whatsoever.

"Not hungry yet, let's have some drinks first."

He delicately expressed his unwillingness to eat, pushing the glass of red wine towards Yang Yue's face. A pale yellow light filtered through his hair, falling onto his pupils.

"A wine specially made to wake you up, give it a try."

Yang Ning lowered her eyes to gaze at the crimson liquid in the glass. The scent of grapes lingered faintly in her nose. Her fingertips lightly touched the rim of the glass, the icy touch sending a slight numbness through her fingers.

"Well, okay."

After taking the chilled wine, Yang Ning also swirled it gently, all sensations fragmented in the rising and falling glow within the cup.

She pondered silently, the wall between herself and Yang Qingfeng seemed to have been built. From her own point of view, this was a good thing, wasn't it

As for the matter of whitewashing itself, she could only do what she could, her best.

"A lot happened today too, I'm sorry, I seem to have been too impulsive."

Yang Qingfeng's eyes were calm as he looked at Yang Ning, whose face was bathed in light. The ice in his eyes was slowly melting away unnoticed.

He averted his gaze, unwilling to let the mental defenses he had so carefully constructed crumble.

For Yang Qingfeng's apology, Yang Ning was speechless for a moment. Regarding the phone call this morning, compared to her anger towards Yang Qingfeng, she was angrier at An Tianxiang.

But for now, all she had left was self-reproach.

"It's nothing, you don't have to worry about it so much. I've calmed down now."

Sitting in a rattan chair, Yang Ning took a sip of red wine, her almond-shaped eyes gazing listlessly at the deep blue sky.

What is An Tianxiang doing right now

Seeing Yang Ning's absent-minded appearance, Yang Qingfeng drooped his eyebrows, the interplay of light and shadow across his face exposed in the dimness and brightness, leaving him feeling dejected.

He stood up, holding a chopstick of Yang Ning's cooking. It was bitter and hard to swallow, but Yang Qingfeng still swallowed it down.

"Not bad."

Lowering his chopsticks, Yang Qingfeng's face was expressionless. He glanced at Yang Ning's surprised expression through the gap, and a smile couldn't help but curl up at the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong Find it unbelievable that I swallowed it"

Yang Ning took a sip of red wine, finding it hard to imagine eating this dish, even if she had made it herself.

"Well... you've got some guts."

"Well, some people say that only true love can eat this kind of dish."

Yang Qingfeng playfully raised his handsome eyebrows, unsure if it was a joke or his true feelings.

Yang Ning pondered for a while, but couldn't come up with an answer. In the end, he just chuckled awkwardly, his eyes flickering as he brushed past the question.

As night fell, the program crew and the two individuals spent the night in the villa. Yang Ning lay in bed, but found it difficult to sleep. She reached for her phone and pulled up An Tianxiang's number, falling into a moment of contemplation.

She still couldn't let go of what happened this morning. She really wanted to call him and apologize. Lately, it seemed like she was always misunderstanding him in front of him.

Hesitating, unsure whether to press this key or not.

Suddenly, her phone lit up. Yang Ning took a closer look and saw a text message.

"Are you asleep"

Yang Ning finished reading the message content and glanced at the sender, discovering it was An Tianxiang.

Her heart pounded; she hadn't expected him to reach out to her.ng away, she was tired and too lazy to deal with these small fry.Seeing that she ignored them, the three of them looked at each other and hurriedly ran to Gu Ke's side, smiling ingratiatingly: "Ke, co...