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The next morning, when Shu Zi woke up, Gu Yan was no longer in bed.

She rolled over, heard a slight noise coming from the kitchen, propped herself up to sit up, and rubbed her eyes.

Hearing the noise, Gu Yan turned around and glanced at her: "Awake?"

Shu Zi hummed in response, her voice still hoarse from just waking up: "What time is it?"

It's almost eleven o'clock.

!!!

Shu Zi instinctively tried to get out of bed, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, she suddenly remembered that Director Fei had given her half a day off last night.

She slapped herself on the head; she must have been so engrossed in filming that her brain was completely foggy.

She lay back on the pillow for a few more minutes before slowly getting up.

When she finished washing up and came out, lunch was already laid out on the table.

Shu Zi sat down, picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of pork rib, put it in her mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"Delicious~"

Gu Yan sat down opposite her, without touching his chopsticks, just watching her eat.

After a while, he suddenly spoke, his gaze falling on her face: "My baby has lost a lot of weight."

Shu Zi paused for a moment, then smiled, and picked up another piece of pork rib: "Then I'll eat more today to make up for it."

Gu Yan smiled slightly, picked up his chopsticks and put another piece on her plate: "Okay, finish it all, otherwise the texture won't feel right next time you come back."

Shu Zi's ears burned, and she glared at him: "Who cares about how it feels?"

Gu Yan didn't say anything, but just smiled and added another piece of food to her plate.

After finishing her meal, Shu Zi glanced at the time, got up, rummaged through the cabinet, and found a black face mask and a baseball cap.

She walked up to Gu Yan, put her hat on his head, and then stood on tiptoe to hang her mask on his ears.

Gu Yan was taken aback by her actions and looked down at her: "...Does it really have to be like this?"

Shu Zi took a half step back, looked at it, and nodded in satisfaction:

"If your face just shows up on set like this, I'm afraid today's shooting schedule will be completely ruined."

Gu Yan chuckled softly through his mask, said nothing more, and reached for her bag: "Let's go."

As soon as Shu Zi arrived on set and entered the shooting area, several staff members greeted her with smiles and waves.

"Teacher Shu, thank you for the coffee!"

"Yes, yes, I was feeling sleepy this afternoon, this is so timely!"

"Thank you for your hospitality, Teacher Shu. Please don't be so polite next time!"

Shu Zi paused, looking at Fang Zhizi with a blank expression.

Fang Zhizi was also stunned, and shook her head to indicate that she knew nothing about it.

Shu Zi was puzzled when she caught a glimpse of Gu Yan behind her.

He was wearing a hat and a mask, one hand in his pocket, her bag slung over his other arm, and followed behind her at a leisurely pace, as if it were none of his business.

But in the eyes beneath the brim of the hat, there was a hint of a smile that couldn't be hidden.

Shu Zi understood instantly.

She lowered her voice and leaned closer: "Did you order this?"

"Hmm," he replied softly through his mask, "but the coffee was for everyone."

He switched the bag he was carrying to the front, unzipped it, took out a thermos, and handed it to her. "Yours is here."

Shu Zi took it, unscrewed the lid, and steam wafted out, carrying the aroma of brown sugar and ginger.

She paused for a moment, glanced down at the brownish-red liquid in the glass, then looked up at him.

"Brown sugar ginger tea, drink it while it's hot."

Shu Zi wrinkled her nose: "...Do I really have to drink this?"

Gu Yan raised an eyebrow. "Otherwise?"

Shu Zi persisted, "I want it iced. I want my body to know who's in charge!"

Gu Yan didn't speak, he just looked at her.

Shu Zi stared at him for three seconds, then gave in, obediently lowered her head, and took a sip from her thermos.

The warm liquid slid down my throat, and I felt warm all over.

Gu Yan stood beside her, watching her obediently drink the ginger tea, a smile appearing in his eyes.

Fang Zhizi had already retreated two meters away, frantically taking pictures with her phone, her auntie smile almost reaching her ears, pressing the shutter button more diligently than a paparazzi.

After Shu Zi took a few sips, Gu Yan reached out and took the thermos, screwed on the lid, and put it in her bag.

"Alright, go ahead and get busy." He looked down at her. "I'll wait for you over there, so as not to disturb your filming."

Shu Zi looked at him, opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end she only hummed in response and turned to walk towards the filming area.

She took two steps, then turned back to look at him again.

Gu Yan remained standing there, raising his chin at her to indicate that she should move forward.

Shu Zi turned her head, a slight smile unconsciously curving her lips. She glanced at Fang Zhizi, who was still holding her phone beside her, and cleared her throat.

"Little Gardenia, if you don't keep up, I'm going to send this phone to meet its two sisters whom it has never met before."

Fang Zhizi was so startled that she quickly stuffed her phone into her pocket and ran after him.

"No, no, no, I'm here, I'm here! The phone is innocent!"

Shu Zi didn't look back and walked straight towards the shooting area.

Gu Yan, carrying her bag, slowly strolled to an inconspicuous corner by the sidelines and stood there.

He was wearing a hat and a mask, with his hands in his pockets, and his posture was relaxed; he looked like an ordinary entourage member.

But with his height of over 1.8 meters and that aura that can't be hidden no matter what, it's really hard to ignore him.

The crew members on set began to glance in his direction one after another.

First, a guy from the props team glanced at it a couple of times as he passed by.

Then, the lighting technician's gaze lingered on him for a moment as he adjusted the equipment.

Then two female stagehands huddled together, whispering to each other, their eyes constantly drifting towards the corner.

Fang Zhizi leaned close to Shu Zi and whispered:

"Sister Zizi, I feel like everyone on set is watching Yan Shen..."

Shu Zi turned a page of the script without changing her expression, her eyes fixed straight ahead: "Let them see it, they can't see the faces anyway."

No sooner had she finished speaking than she heard a young female stagehand behind her gasp in surprise:

"My God, that person has such a great body..."

Immediately afterwards, his companion covered his mouth, and the two of them ran away laughing.

Shu Zi's script remained motionless, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but subtly turn up slightly.

Before the whispers on set had even stopped, Director Fei put down his walkie-talkie, glanced at a corner, and then walked over there.

Everyone's eyes secretly followed Director Fei's figure, watching him walk up to the tall man wearing a mask, stop, and say something.

The two stood in the corner and chatted for a few words, not too far apart, but too close. The film set was noisy, and no one could hear what they said.

But halfway through the conversation, Gu Yan's gaze passed over Director Fei's shoulder and glanced at Shu Zi. Even through his mask, the corner of his eye curved slightly.