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"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Lu Fan and Yu Tinglan paused simultaneously, and the distance between them, which had been so close, instantly widened.

Yu Tinglan coughed lightly, turned and walked towards the kitchen counter, pretending to tidy up the teacups. Lu Fan calmed his breathing and walked towards the door.

In the cat's eyes, it was Su Qin.

Lu Fan walked behind the door and looked through the peephole.

Standing outside the door was Su Qin.

Lu Fan was somewhat surprised. Why would Su Qin come at this time?

She seemed to have just come from some event; her makeup was exquisite, but there was a hint of fatigue and concern in her eyes as she raised her hand to ring the bell again.

Lu Fan opened the door.

"Xiao Fan!" Su Qin's voice was filled with concern. "Why aren't you answering your phone? I heard Liu Xiong..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Yu Tinglan inside the room, and her tone naturally shifted: "...Tinglan? You're here too."

"Sister Qin." Yu Tinglan walked over from the kitchen, holding a cloth for wiping cups, her smile polite. "Come and check the studio's budget with Xiao Fan. We just finished. What brings you here?"

"I was worried that Liu Xiong, that mad dog, would bite people randomly, so I came to check on him." Su Qin walked in and naturally took off her coat. Lu Fan took it and hung it on the coat rack by the door.

Su Qin's gaze swept over the cloth in Yu Tinglan's hand and between the two people, and she smiled, "Did I disturb your serious conversation?"

"How could that be? We just finished talking." Yu Tinglan put down the cloth and walked to the sofa. "Sit down, Sister Qin. Xiao Fan just made some tea, let's have some together."

"Okay." Su Qin sat down at one end of the sofa, patted the spot next to her, and looked up at Lu Fan with a smile. "Xiao Fan, don't stand, sit down. Tell me, Liu Xiong really came to see you?"

Lu Fan sat down in the middle of the sofa, keeping a fist's distance from Su Qin: "I came, said a few words, and left."

"It's good that you didn't bother me." Su Qin breathed a sigh of relief, leaning slightly towards Lu Fan. She reached out as if to touch his arm to check him, but then withdrew her hand and picked up the teacup that Yu Tinglan had pushed towards her. "Tinglan, please sit down too. Don't bother."

Yu Tinglan sat down on the single sofa to the side, picked up her cup of tea, which had already cooled slightly, and took a sip.

"How's the tea?" Lu Fan asked.

"Not bad." Su Qin tasted it, then looked at Yu Tinglan, "What does Tinglan think?"

"That's good, Xiao Fan put a lot of effort into making the tea." Yu Tinglan said calmly, and as she put down the cup, her fingertips casually rubbed the rim of the cup.

Lu Fan sensed a subtle tension between the two women. He had originally intended to say that Yu Tinglan had brewed the tea, but seeing that Yu Tinglan specifically mentioned that he had brewed it, Lu Fan remained silent.

Anyway, a woman's heart is unfathomable, and even a strong woman is still a woman.

"Really?" Su Qin laughed, her eyes turning to Lu Fan. "Our little Fan learns everything so quickly. Last time at my place, I just casually mentioned how to decant red wine, and he did it perfectly the next time."

Yu Tinglan looked up at her, a smile still playing on her lips: "Really? Xiao Fan is quite clever."

She gently tapped her knee with her finger.

Lu Fan felt a tingling sensation in the back of his neck, picked up his cup of tea and took a sip: "It's all thanks to Sister Qin's excellent teaching."

That is, the last time I had dinner at Su Qin's house, Su Qin's red wine was very good, so Su Qin told Lu Fan about it. Lu Fan tried it when he got back, and it was indeed very good.

It was originally a small matter, but unexpectedly, Su Qin brought it up.

"Sweet talker." Su Qin glanced at him with a smile, then leaned closer to him, reaching out to pick up an invisible thread from his shoulder. "There's something on your clothes."

Her fingers brushed against the skin on the side of his neck unintentionally, then quickly withdrew.

Yu Tinglan felt a little guilty looking at this scene. She and Lu Fan had been so close just now, and the hair on Lu Fan's shoulder might have been hers.

She quickly picked up the teapot: "The tea is cold, let me add some hot tea for you."

Yu Tinglan got up and walked over, bending down to add tea for Su Qin, her hair almost brushing against the back of Lu Fan's hand, which was resting on the back of the sofa.

After adding some to Su Qin's, she turned to Lu Fan and asked in a softer voice, "Want some for yours too?"

"Okay, thank you, Sister Lan." Lu Fan handed over the cup.

Yu Tinglan's movements were steady as she poured tea into the cup, the water flowing gently.

After pouring the soup, she didn't leave immediately. With her head slightly bent over, she said to Lu Fan, "When you sign the contract with Boss Han, call me along. You can only know a person's face, not their heart. I'll bring my legal team with me."

Her breath, carrying a faint aroma of tea, brushed past Lu Fan's ear.

"Okay, thank you for your help, Sister Lan." Lu Fan took the cup, his fingertips touching hers.

Their eyes met briefly before looking away simultaneously.

Su Qin sipped her tea, looked at them, and smiled: "Your studio hasn't even opened yet, and you already have so much to do? Ting Lan, don't tire out our Xiao Fan."

"How could that be?" Yu Tinglan sat back down, elegantly crossing her legs. "Xiao Fan knows what she's doing and will rest when she needs to. But Sister Qin, that new project must be even more exhausting for you lately, right? You look a bit tired."

"It's alright, I just went to bed a little late." Su Qin rubbed her temples. "My sleep wasn't very good either."

Lu Fan looked at Su Qin: "Can't sleep well? I've prepared some calming spices and made a sachet for you. Keep it at night to calm your mind."

Su Qin smiled: "Xiao Fan is still thinking of me. I'll have one with a delicate flavor."

"Okay," Lu Fan replied.

Yu Tinglan, who was standing next to her, put down her teacup and said softly, "A calming sachet? Sounds nice."

She didn't look at Lu Fan, but traced her fingertips along the rim of the cup.

Lu Fan turned to look at her: "If Sister Lan needs one, I'll make one too."

Yu Tinglan raised her eyes and met Lu Fan's gaze: "Then I'll thank you in advance."

Su Qin picked up her teacup, took a sip, and glanced lightly between the two of them.

She put down her cup, leaned slightly towards Lu Fan, and reached out to brush a speck of dust off his shoulder: "Make sure you do my part carefully."

As she withdrew her finger, it brushed casually against his ear.

Lu Fan didn't move, only hummed in agreement.

Yu Tinglan stood up: "The tea's gone cold. Sister Qin, it's getting late. You have a meeting tomorrow, right? Xiao Fan should rest too."

Su Qin also stood up: "That's right. Xiao Fan, don't forget about the sachet."

"Won't."

Lu Fan breathed a sigh of relief after the two women left.

The undercurrents between the women were truly frightening!

……

Inside Wang Huajian's villa.

After finishing the call, Wang Zhentao looked at Qingsong and Zhou Li with a gloomy expression.

"I just got the news," he said, throwing his phone on the table, "that Lu Fan and Ding Xingyou have had a complete falling out on set, and Lu Fan has already left the crew."

Zhou Li raised an eyebrow: "Are you sure?"

"Our people saw it with their own eyes," Wang Zhentao sneered. "They were making a huge fuss."

Qingsong slowly twirled the beads in his hand, a smile appearing on his lips: "It seems the time is right."