Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

The premiere of "Magic Phone" was a great success, and its popularity on the internet remains high.

Meanwhile, the crew of "July and Ansheng" did not stop working at all.

In the dimly lit rental room, the air was so stuffy that it was hard to breathe.

Zeng Guoxiang sat behind the monitor, took a deep breath while holding the walkie-talkie.

"Attention all departments, one last check of the camera positions."

Yu Le pulled up a folding chair and sat down next to her, holding a thermos cup in her hands, slowly blowing on it to warm it up.

This scene is the most crucial battleground in "Soulmate".

In July, without telling Jiaming, she took a green train for more than 20 hours and ran happily to surprise her boyfriend.

When she opened the door, she was met with a huge shock.

"Action!"

The crisp sound of the clapper echoed across the film set.

Liu Qianqian was wearing a beige trench coat and carrying a heavy suitcase.

She stood in front of the dilapidated security door and raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat from her forehead.

His lips unconsciously curled up, and his eyes were filled with undisguised joy.

She even bent down to straighten her clothes, as if afraid that she wouldn't look good enough, given her travel-worn appearance.

He took out his spare key.

Insert it into the lock and turn it.

The door opened.

Liu Qianqian's smile froze instantly before it could fully bloom.

The small living room is filled with traces of life's intertwining.

On the shoe rack, a pair of pink women's slippers and Jiaming's men's slippers were placed side by side.

A familiar red tank top was draped over the sofa.

The bathroom door was ajar, and the sound of running water could be heard from inside.

Shu Chang was wearing an oversized men's shirt, her hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, and she was drying her hair with a towel.

She walked out of the bathroom barefoot and looked up to meet Liu Qianqian's gaze at the door.

Shu Chang's hand, which was wiping her hair, froze in mid-air.

His previously casual expression froze instantly; his lips parted slightly, but he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Liu Qianqian's fingers loosened weakly.

boom.

The heavy luggage bag fell to the ground, raising a cloud of fine dust.

The dull commotion startled the people inside.

Jiaming pushed open the bedroom door. He was shirtless and holding a T-shirt he was going to change into.

"An Sheng, could you get me something..."

Jiaming's words caught in his throat. He looked at Liu Qianqian at the door, his face instantly turning pale, and the T-shirt in his hand slipped to his feet.

Three people in a cramped space, the air seemed to stand still.

Liu Qianqian's gaze lingered on Shu Chang's oversized men's shirt for two seconds.

That was a birthday gift she personally picked out for Jiaming.

But now it's being worn by her best friend.

Liu Qianqian's chest heaved violently, and her eyes reddened visibly, but she clenched her teeth and refused to let the tears fall.

She walked into the house step by step and closed the door behind her.

"July, let me explain."

Jiaming hurriedly took a step forward, trying to grab Liu Qianqian's hand.

"Don't touch me!"

Liu Qianqian abruptly shook off his hand and turned to stare intently at Shu Chang.

"Explain what?"

"Explain why you two live together?"

"Explain why you're wearing his clothes?"

Liu Qianqian pressed on relentlessly, cornering Shu Chang against the wall.

Shu Chang turned her head away, not daring to look Liu Qianqian in the eye. Her fingers were tightly twisting the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white.

"In July, I simply had nowhere to stay, and Jiaming took me in for a few days."

"Take them in?"

Liu Qianqian suddenly laughed, a laugh that looked more like a grimace.

"An Sheng, stop pretending."

"You dare say you have no feelings for him?"

Liu Qianqian completely lost control of her emotions, and tears streamed down her delicate face.

She grabbed Shu Chang by the collar and pulled her in front of her.

"Do you feel a sense of accomplishment from taking my things?"

"You're just an unwanted wild child!"

"Nobody loves you!"

These words cruelly exposed the deepest wounds in Shu Chang's heart.

Shu Chang suddenly raised her head, staring at Liu Qianqian with red eyes.

"Yes! Nobody loves me!"

"I'm just jealous of you!"

"You have everything: good parents, good grades, and a good boyfriend!"

"And me? I have nothing!"

Shu Chang forcefully pushed Liu Qianqian away and pointed at Jiaming, who was trembling beside her.

"Go ask your good boyfriend!"

"He's the one who's wavering!"

"He can't control himself!"

Liu Qianqian staggered back two steps, her back hitting the cold wall.

She turned to look at Jiaming.

Jiaming kept his head down, not daring to look at her at all, appearing weak and incompetent.

Liu Qianqian felt a wave of nausea wash over her, and a wave of nausea surged through her.

This is the man she has loved for so many years.

This was her once closest best friend.

"You guys are disgusting."

Liu Qianqian wiped away her tears, her eyes turning extremely cold.

She grabbed her bag from the ground, opened the door without looking back, and rushed out.

"Card!"

Zeng Guoxiang, holding a megaphone, stood up excitedly.

"Pass! This is perfect!"

A round of enthusiastic applause erupted on set, and Huang Meiying nodded repeatedly beside her.

But Liu Qianqian did not stop.

She rushed out of the set and ran all the way to the stairwell at the end of the corridor. She crouched down in a corner, hugged her knees, buried her face in them, and her shoulders trembled violently.

Shu Chang's eyes were also red on set. She looked in the direction Liu Qianqian ran out, wanting to chase after her, but then stopped in her tracks.

If she goes there now, it will probably make Liu Qianqian feel even worse.

Yu Le stood up, patted Zeng Guoxiang on the shoulder, signaling him to continue preparing for the next round, and then walked towards the stairwell.

The stairwell was dimly lit.

All that could be heard was the girl's suppressed sobs.

Yu Le walked up to her, but didn't say anything; he just stood there quietly.

He took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, pulled out a tissue, and handed it over.

Liu Qianqian did not answer.

She was sobbing and hiccuping, her mind filled with the heartbreak she had just experienced.

Yu Le sighed and simply sat down on the steps next to her.

"Still crying?"

"If you cry again, your eyes will be swollen like walnuts tomorrow, and you won't look good on camera."

Liu Qianqian raised her head, her face streaked with tears, her eyes red and swollen, like a wronged rabbit.

"Dad..."

She spoke with a heavy nasal tone, her voice filled with grievance.

"July was awful..."

"She did nothing wrong, so why should she suffer like this? Why did Jiaming leave her?"

Yu Le felt a pang of pain in her heart. Without saying anything more, she reached out and gently rubbed her head, then pulled her into her arms.

"Alright, it's all in the past."

"Dad will never leave you."

Liu Qianqian hugged Yu Le tightly, and her sobs gradually subsided.