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For the nth time on the phone, Zhou Ai complained with aggrieved tone, saying that Chu Yi didn't care about his "career" at all and had never even seen him working. Her tone was as sour as a large dog that had been neglected.

Chu Yi didn't say it, but she remembered it.

Just as it happened to be his day off, and Zhou Ai had an important filming project, Chu Yi decided to visit the set herself to give him a surprise.

He was always thoughtful in his work, and instead of rushing over recklessly, he sent Xu Yang a WeChat message in advance to confirm that his presence would not disrupt the filming schedule. Only after receiving a series of assurances from Xu Yang, such as "Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome," did he set off with peace of mind.

The thoughtful Dr. Chu even booked exquisite drinks and afternoon tea for the entire filming crew before arriving.

Therefore, before Chu Yi himself even appeared, a sumptuous tea and snacks were already delivered to the film set.

The staff looked at each other in bewilderment at the unexpected "reward," wondering who the thoughtful person was behind it.

When asked, the director and assistant director both shook their heads, indicating they knew nothing, which added to the mystery.

Just as everyone was whispering among themselves, the light at the entrance of the film set dimmed, and a handsome and upright figure slowly walked in.

Chu Yi wore a well-tailored black overcoat, which made his skin appear even whiter.

Underneath the coat was a light apricot-colored low-cut cashmere sweater, the soft texture outlining his slender yet not thin figure, the exposed section of his neck and collarbone showing elegant and restrained lines.

Below is a pair of loose-fitting cropped trousers made of suit fabric, casually paired with a pair of white sneakers.

He was also wearing a pair of black half-rimmed glasses, which were unusual for him. The thin metal rims added a touch of refinement and aloofness to his already calm demeanor.

The sophisticated and elite aura emanating from within created a wonderful collision with the fashionable and artistic atmosphere on set, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

He didn't disturb Zhou Ai, who was working in front of the camera. He simply stood quietly behind the staff area, his hands casually in his coat pockets, his gaze calmly fixed on the center of the shoot.

The shoot seemed to be encountering a minor problem at this point. The female model paired with Zhou Ai couldn't get into character; her poses either appeared stiff or lacked the emotional tension the photographer wanted, resulting in several takes.

Although Zhou Ai maintained his professionalism and cooperated with each attempt, those who knew him well could see that his slightly furrowed brows and tense jawline indicated that his patience was gradually wearing thin, and he was about to say something.

Just a second before Zhou Ai was about to speak, a clear, calm voice, strong enough to penetrate the somewhat noisy scene, rang out, calling his full name:

"Zhou Ai".

Zhou Ai was startled and almost instinctively looked in the direction of the sound. His gaze cut through the crowd and precisely caught Chu Yi, who was wearing glasses and had a cool demeanor, standing at the back of the crowd.

He almost blurted it out, but Chu Yi simply stood there making a "shush" gesture and waving his hand. Zhou Ai immediately became proper, just standing there with a slight smile as she continued to cooperate with the filming.

Xu Yang, who was standing not far from Chu Yi, only then realized that he had always subconsciously regarded Chu Yi as Zhou Ai's companion who needed to be cared for and seemed a little "small".

It wasn't until Chu Yi stood there alone that Xu Yang realized how tall and slender Chu Yi was. Her aloof and restrained aura in the crowd was like... Jerusalem, a place sought after but unattainable in the world of male-male relationships, an existence that could instantly elevate a brand's image.

The entire set fell silent for a moment, all eyes shifting back and forth between the stunningly good-looking couple.

"Damn it...who is this??? So handsome!" A young stagehand who had just joined the company stared in disbelief and couldn't help but swear.

His colleague immediately nudged him with his elbow, lowering his voice with a hint of smug pride: "Are you on 2G? You don't even know Dr. Chu Yi? Just search Zhou Ai's name, and this guy will be right next to it!"

"My God... that aloof and detached demeanor, that physique, I absolutely love it! Is he really a doctor and not a model?"

Chu Yi seemed oblivious to the surrounding chatter, maintaining her hands in her pockets, her gaze calmly fixed on Zhou Ai in the center of the filming, only raising an eyebrow at him very slightly.

Upon receiving the signal, Zhou Ai was like a lion whose mane had been stroked; his previous impatience vanished instantly, and his eyes softened. He winked in Chu Yi's direction to indicate that he had received the signal.

Seeing this, Xu Yang quickly ran over with a smile on his face, "Teacher Chu, it looks like we'll be filming here for a while. Why don't you go sit in the rest area over there? It's tiring to stand here."

Chu Yi glanced at the filming progress, which indeed still needed time, and realized that Zhou Ai was inevitably distracted by her standing there. "Okay, thank you for your help."

Xu Yang personally led Chu Yi to the nearby rest area. Several staff members who were busy there saw Xu Yang leading this "legendary figure" over and subconsciously stood up, appearing somewhat reserved.

"You guys are busy, don't worry about me." Chu Yi waved her hand gently, signaling them to continue working, and then found a corner where she wouldn't get in the way to sit down, her demeanor still composed.

After he sat down, his gaze was drawn to several post-production and planning staff members next to him who were working diligently in front of their computers, their brows furrowed.

They seemed to be making initial screenings and adjusting the color tones of several sets of sample photos they had just taken, but after several revisions, the results were not ideal, and they were unable to finalize a plan.

Chu Yi watched quietly for a while, and as the light and shadow on the screen changed, he noticed one detail.

After hesitating for a moment, he stood up, walked behind the group, and said in a humble tone, "Excuse me, may I offer a small suggestion regarding the color scheme of this scene?"

The group turned around at the sound of her voice, and seeing that it was Chu Yi, they were all somewhat flattered and quickly made way for her: "Teacher Chu, please speak!"

Chu Yi pointed to a highlighted area on the side of the person's face on the screen. His fingertips were fair and slender, and his tone was calm and professional, as if he were analyzing case data.

"Here, could the exposure be enhanced a little more? To make it more transparent. Also, the warm color tone of the background feels slightly out of place with the subject and the overall cool, high-end luxury feel that the brand wants to convey. This brand has always followed a high-end minimalist approach, and too warm a color tone might weaken that sense of sophistication and distance."

His suggestions were incisive, pointing out both the problems and providing a clear direction for adjustment.

Several professionals were immediately inspired and tried to adjust the design according to his ideas.

When the cold metallic luster is contrasted with the cleaner, crisper light and shadow, the texture of the entire image is instantly enhanced, and that high-end, fashionable feeling immediately comes out!

"Holy crap! Absolutely amazing!" one of the post-production editors exclaimed. "Only people with discerning taste can spot the key issues at a glance! Professor Chu, you're incredible! That felt right from the start!"

Looking at the final image on the screen, which better highlighted Zhou Ai's features and aloof temperament, Chu Yi smiled slightly, her tone still calm, "I'm glad you like it."

What he was really thinking was: What do I know about sophistication and brand image?

However, the warm light shining on Zhou Ai's face did not highlight the depth of his features and his unique handsomeness, which was somewhere between a boy and a man, as well as the cool light.

The filming finally took a half-hour break.

Zhou Ai instantly resembled a large dog that had been locked up for a long time and finally saw its owner. With a clear goal in mind, she moved quickly, even jogging a little, and pounced straight towards the corner of the rest area.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhou Ai bumped into Chu Yi squarely, her arms naturally encircling his waist, burying her head in his neck and rubbing against him forcefully, like a little monster desperately needing to replenish her energy.

Chu Yi was knocked back slightly by his bump, but instinctively reached out and steadied his back, her tone carrying a hint of indulgence and reminder: "Be careful."

He casually reached out and carefully tidied Zhou Ai's slightly disheveled bangs from the filming. Zhou Ai lifted her head from the crook of his neck, her peach blossom eyes shining brightly, and the corners of her mouth turned up high, her smile impossible to hide: "What brings you here today?!"

Seeing his undisguised happiness, Chu Yi's eyes also softened with a smile. She pushed up her glasses and pretended to be serious: "I've come to see if you're really serious when you're working."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ai's smile deepened, tinged with a hint of roguishness and coquettishness. He leaned down, bringing his lips close to Chu Yi's ear, and whispered in a breathy voice that only the two of them could hear, his warm breath brushing against Chu Yi's sensitive earlobe.

"Professor Chu, you've personally checked... do you think I'm diligent in my work?"

From an observer's perspective, his bending motion was extremely exaggerated; his neck drooped low, and his cheek was almost touching Chu Yi's.

It was just like the prelude to a kiss that was about to land on the other person's cheek.

In an instant!

Within a five-meter radius of the two individuals, all staff members seemed to receive a silent command instantly, displaying astonishing teamwork:

The photo editor suddenly looked up and stared intently at the fire sprinkler heads on the ceiling, as if studying the mysteries of their structure.

The prop guy quickly turned around and started tidying up the wires that didn't need tidying at all, right in front of thin air.

Xu Yang pulled out his phone with lightning speed, his fingers swiping frantically across the screen, his expression as serious as if he were dealing with some international merger and acquisition case.

Even the assistant who was delivering water took a sharp turn and started studying the gloss of the paint on the wall.

In one corner of the rest area, a bustling scene instantly emerged, conveying the message that "we're all so busy, we haven't seen anything," a classic case of trying too hard to hide something.

Only Chu Yi, held in Zhou Ai's arms, could clearly see the mischievous, sparkling smile in his eyes and feel the hot, alluring breath he exhaled on her ear.

Chu Yi's ears flushed uncontrollably. He glared helplessly at Zhou Ai, then gently pinched his lean waist and whispered, "...Stop fooling around."

Zhou Ai winced in pain, but laughed even harder. She finally straightened up, but her arms were still wrapped around Chu Yi's waist in a domineering manner, declaring her ownership.

He glanced around at his "busy" colleagues, raised an eyebrow smugly, and then contentedly took Chu Yi's hand and walked towards their private lounge.

"Come on, sweetie, I'll show you where I'm resting! I saved you some really delicious juice!"

Just as Chu Yi was being half-pushed and half-forced into the private lounge by Zhou Ai, a soft "click" sounded behind her—the door was neatly closed and locked behind her.

The next second, Chu Yi was gently pressed against the cold door panel, and Zhou Ai's warm body immediately covered him, trapping him in the narrow space between the door and his chest.

In an instant, their breaths mingled, and the air was filled with the faint scent of Zhou Ai's cosmetics mixed with his own refreshing and pleasant aroma.

Through the cold lenses, Zhou Ai could clearly see Chu Yi's pupils dilate slightly due to the sudden approach, and her long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, brushing against his heart.

"Why did you decide to wear glasses today?" Zhou Ai's voice was low and husky, with a hint of barely perceptible infatuation.

He rarely saw Chu Yi wearing glasses, and every time he did, he was captivated by his aloof and scholarly air, and his heart would itch with longing.

He gently touched the frame with his fingertips and slowly removed the annoying black half-rimmed glasses from Chu Yi's nose, then casually placed them on the shelf next to him.

The moment her vision blurred, Zhou Ai's kiss landed precisely.

Their lips met, a tender yet eager exploration. Chu Yi's breath hitched at this sudden intimacy, and she instinctively reached out to grasp the lapel of Zhou Ai's silk shirt, her fingertips curling slightly.

However, just a second before losing consciousness, Chu Yi suddenly remembered that Zhou Ai's expensive white silk shirt was a photoshoot outfit provided by GG, and it couldn't be wrinkled, otherwise it would cause trouble for the staff.

This thought caused him to loosen his grip slightly, and his movements became hesitant and distracted for a moment.

Zhou Ai keenly noticed Chu Yi's subtle lapse in concentration. He raised his head, separated himself slightly, and his deep peach blossom eyes were filled with lingering desire and a hint of grievance.

He looked down at Chu Yi's hands, which were resting awkwardly on his chest, and without saying a word, he covered them with his own large hand, forcefully squeezing between Chu Yi's fingers, interlocking their fingers tightly, and then pressed their clasped hands against the door.

"Focus, be good." Zhou Ai's forehead pressed against his, their noses rubbing together, her hot breath spraying on his face. Her voice was husky, with a deadly allure. "So what if your clothes are wrinkled? I can afford to pay for them. Now, you're only allowed to think about me."

Before Chu Yi could respond, he lowered his head again and sealed away all possible distractions and concerns with an even deeper kiss.

As for the "especially delicious juice" that Zhou Ai mentioned, Chu Yi never even saw the packaging.

It was almost half an hour later when the door to the lounge opened again.

Zhou Ai looked refreshed, with a satisfied smile in her eyes and brows.

Chu Yi, who was half a step behind him, had regained her usual calm expression, but her lips, which were redder than usual, and her eyes, which were slightly watery, were obvious to anyone with discerning eyes.

The makeup artist, who had been waiting outside, immediately came over with her makeup case to touch up Zhou Ai's makeup and ensure a seamless transition for the upcoming shoot.

However, when her gaze fell on Zhou Ai's face, her movements froze instantly, her cheeks flushed bright red, and even her ears were not spared.

The lip gloss that Zhou Ai had applied so meticulously was now completely smudged and ruined.

The color boundaries were blurred, and some even smudged near the corners of the lips. The originally matte texture also appeared mottled and damp for some reason...

This is undeniable... irrefutable evidence.

The makeup artist has been in the industry for many years; what kind of situation hasn't she seen?

But at this moment, faced with her own top star's blatant "evidence" and the aloof and seemingly unaffected Chu Yi beside her, she still felt a strong sense of shame and helplessness.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but then felt that nothing she said would be appropriate. In the end, she could only feign composure, lower her head, and speak in a voice barely audible:

"Mr. Zhou... let me touch up your lip makeup first..."

Zhou Ai didn't care at all, and even smiled with a good mood. She sat down in front of the makeup mirror and winked triumphantly at Chu Yi behind her, who seemed to be browsing his phone but whose ear tips were suspiciously red.

Chu Yi felt his undisguised gaze, raised her eyes expressionlessly, and glanced at him faintly through the reflection in the mirror. Her eyes carried a hint of warning, yet also contained a hint of helpless indulgence.

The makeup artist focused intently on her work, carefully and quickly removing the remaining makeup from Zhou Ai's lips with a makeup remover pad, while inwardly screaming: This job... is truly torturous!

The entire touch-up process took place in a subtle and ambiguous silence, with only the faint sounds of the cosmetics.

When Zhou Ai returned to the set with her flawless new lip makeup and looking radiant, almost all the staff exchanged knowing glances.