Dilraba's rise to fame began with her appearance on Running Man.

"Epoxy resin consists of two components, A and B," Deng Zhe explained. "Component A is the resin, and component B is the curing agent. The two need to be mixed in a certain proportion to slowly solidify and become a hard, transparent solid."

As he stirred, the originally murky liquid slowly became clear.

Reba rested her chin on her hand and watched. The clear liquid swirled in the glass, occasionally producing tiny bubbles that quickly disappeared.

After stirring for about two or three minutes, Deng Zhe stopped and let the cup sit aside.

"We'll just have to wait for it to defoam on its own," he said. "Now we can prepare the mold."

As he spoke, he took out a silicone mold. The mold was square, with smooth inner walls and was completely transparent.

"Silicone molds are flexible, making it easy to demold after the resin solidifies."

Deng Zhe picked up the resin cup and poured the prepared epoxy resin into the mold, stopping when it was about one-third full.

"Wait until this layer is semi-solidified, a little sticky but not completely hard, then put the dried flowers in and arrange them in their positions," Deng Zhe explained. "Then pour the second layer and completely bury the flowers in it."

Because it was a quick-drying adhesive, the roses were already partially solidified when Deng Zhe took them out of the microwave.

He then carefully tied the wildflowers back into a bunch and put them back in, then poured resin over them to cover the entire bunch.

"That's it. Now just wait for it to solidify completely." Deng Zhe put the mold aside and picked up another mold to start making roses.

After finishing these tasks, Deng Zhe took off his gloves and sat back on the sofa. Dilraba immediately snuggled up to him and leaned against him.

"Honey, you're amazing, you know everything." Her voice was soft.

"I found it online," Deng Zhe said honestly. "I've never done this before."

"That's because you're so clever, you can figure it out just by looking it up." Reba insisted, looking up at him, "So, will my flower stay like this forever? Transparent and hard?"

"Mmm." Deng Zhe hugged her. "It's like being sealed in amber, preserving its color and shape. It won't wither or decay."

Dilraba imagined the scene and smiled happily.

She buried her face in Deng Zhe's arms and nuzzled against him, saying, "I like it so much."

The two sat quietly for a while.

Dilraba suddenly remembered something and looked up: "Right, shouldn't we tell Sister Mi?"

Deng Zhe hummed in agreement and took out his phone: "Shall we call now?"

Dilraba was a little nervous and grabbed his arm: "What do you think... Sister Mi will say?"

"I bet she'd say, 'Finally, you'd better treat Dilraba well, or I'll never forgive you,'" Deng Zhe mimicked Yang Mi's tone.

Reba was amused by him, and her tension eased a bit: "Then go ahead and hit me, I'm listening."

Deng Zhe found Yang Mi's number, dialed it, and pressed speakerphone.

The phone rang a few times before being answered.

"Feed? Deng Zhe?" Yang Mi's voice came through the phone, the background noise was a bit loud, as if it were outside.

"Sister Mi, it's me," Deng Zhe said.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with the recording?" Yang Mi asked.

"No, the recording went smoothly. We just finished recording the fourth episode today." Deng Zhe paused, "There's something I want to tell you."

"explain."

Deng Zhe glanced at Reba, who was nervously clutching the hem of his clothes.

He cleared his throat: "Um... I'm with Dilraba now."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Then Yang Mi's voice came through, his tone unreadable: "Oh. When did this happen?"

"Last night," Deng Zhe said.

Where is she?

"Next to me."

"Reba," Yang Mi called out.

Dilraba quickly brought the phone closer: "Sister Mi..."

"He confessed his feelings to you?"

"Um……"

"You agreed?"

"Um……"

Yang Mi remained silent for a few more seconds, then sighed:

"Okay, I got it. You two be careful not to go too far in front of the camera. Especially you, Deng Zhe, mind your own business and take care of her too. If I find out that Dilraba has been wronged, I'll hold you accountable."

Deng Zhe quickly replied, "Don't worry, Sister Mi, it won't happen."

Dilraba whispered, "Sister Mi, he's very good to me."

"Hmm." Yang Mi's tone seemed to soften a bit. "Dilraba, you need to think this through. Dating is one thing, but don't let it interfere with your work. Also, don't go public with it for now; wait for the right time."

"Okay, Sister Mi," Reba obediently replied.

"That's settled then. I have something to do, I'm hanging up now." Yang Mi said, and hung up the phone decisively.

Hearing the busy tone on their phones, Dilraba and Deng Zhe exchanged a glance.

"It seems... to be going more smoothly than I expected?" Dilraba blinked.

"I told you, she figured it out a long time ago." Deng Zhe put his phone away. "And she's actually quite supportive of you."

Reba breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed completely, and leaned back against Deng Zhe: "That's good."

Deng Zhe patted her on the back: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat for lunch?"

Dilraba touched her stomach and thought for a moment: "I'm not very hungry... I ate quite a lot this morning."

She glanced at the snack bag on the coffee table again, "and she's eaten quite a few snacks."

Deng Zhe chuckled: "Is your 'second stomach' full?"

"That's about enough," Dilraba said with a grin. "How about we eat later?"

"Okay, shall we find something to do? Go out for a walk?" Deng Zhe looked down at her.

"No!" Rebalai whined, "I don't want to move, this is the most comfortable."

"Let's watch some TV then!" Deng Zhe picked up the remote control from the coffee table and turned on the TV.

"Then I want to watch a movie!" Dilraba quickly adjusted her posture, facing the TV, and almost sat in Deng Zhe's lap.

Deng Zhe randomly chose a romance movie; the plot was melodramatic and involved a tragic love story.

Dilraba cried uncontrollably, "Deng Zhe... if you... if you ever do this again... I'll never talk to you again."

Deng Zhe, looking completely innocent, pulled out a tissue to wipe her tears. "Miss, let's not get too caught up in this melodramatic soap opera, shall we?"

"I won't!" Dilraba tilted her head back slightly to make it easier for him to wipe his tears. "This plot is so heartbreaking."

Just then, the female and male protagonists finally cleared up their misunderstanding after getting drunk, and kissed each other, rolling onto the bed while kissing.

"Oh no!!" Reba cried out, covering her eyes. "How...how could they do this!"

"Could you cover your eyes a little tighter?!" Deng Zhe said, speechless. "I can see your gleaming eyes."

Enraged that her little scheme had been exposed, Dilraba tilted her head back and glared at him. "What nonsense are you talking about? I... I was just... just learning! So you won't say I don't know how to kiss!"

Deng Zhe looked down at her with a mischievous grin. "Studying? Studying is never as fast as practicing!"

Before Dilraba could react, he leaned down and kissed her red lips.

"Ugh~~!!" Reba groaned and slowly closed her eyes.

Five minutes later, Reba suddenly pushed Deng Zhe away, panting heavily.

Deng Zhe touched his lips with his thumb and said with a smile, "Did you forget to breathe again?"

Dilraba glared at him, "You...you actually..."