Mr. Lu, stop being such a jerk. Your wife is your nemesis's white moonlight.

When Yan Heng came out of the prop room again, the bed scene had already been filmed.

Inside the studio, staff are busy changing scenes.

Xu An'an had already changed back into her own clothes and, together with Deng Xiao, stood next to Shao Feng's monitor, looking down at the playback footage.

Shao Feng caught a glimpse of him approaching out of the corner of his eye, his gaze lingering on him for a moment before he casually asked, "Are you hot?"

Upon hearing this, Xu An'an turned her head and saw that Yan Heng had taken off his suit jacket at some point and was draped over his forearm, seemingly casually covering his lower abdomen.

Tsk, that's pretty clever.

Xu An'an pursed her lips.

Suddenly, her gaze met that of a dark, brooding man. Xu An'an quickly looked away, pretending to be nonchalant as she continued staring at the monitor.

She heard Yan Heng hum in response, which was considered a reply to Shao Feng.

Deng Xiao then realized that the handsome man with a cold and aloof aura, who made people afraid to look him in the eye, was none other than the renowned Yan Heng, the eldest young master of the Yan family. He quickly went up to him and greeted him respectfully.

"Hello, Mr. Yan! I am Deng Xiao, the actor who plays Yu Hao."

Yan Heng glanced at him sideways.

young.

A very beautiful face.

He has delicate features and a clean, innocent air about him when he smiles.

This is the kind of look that Xu An'an would like.

Yan Heng frowned slightly and gave an even colder "hmm" than last time.

Deng Xiao was rebuffed and sheepishly retreated to the monitor.

Xu An'an remained silent.

Oblivious to the undercurrents in the air, Shao Feng continued explaining the next scene to the two actors.

The following scenes mostly consist of the two people's daily interactions, without any particularly intimate actions, but they involve a lot of camera movement.

The director of photography also participated in the discussion of rehearsals.

The two listened and gestured as they spoke, occasionally leaning their heads together to exchange their thoughts. Xu An'an listened attentively as Deng Xiao spoke, nodding from time to time, and sometimes turning her head to laugh with a smile when he said something.

Yan Heng stood a few steps away, his coat draped over his wrist, watching expressionlessly.

The afternoon's filming went very smoothly.

Deng Xiao and Xu An'an became more and more familiar with each other in one day, and their acting was so smooth that many scenes were completed in one take.

They acted as naturally and intimately as a real couple.

Yan Heng sat on a folding chair in the distance, the ice in his coffee had all melted into water, but he didn't drink a drop.

Work ends in the evening.

The car had already pulled up at the door and was waiting. Xu An'an and Deng Xiao were still chatting and laughing on the roadside, reluctant to part.

Yan Heng sat in the driver's seat, his fingers slowly tightening around the steering wheel.

Hearing the horn, Xu An'an looked up and recognized Yan Heng's car.

"I'll send it to you on WeChat tonight." Xu An'an opened the car door. "I'm leaving now, see you tomorrow!"

"Okay," Deng Xiao politely closed the car door for Xu An'an, then smiled at Yan Heng in the driver's seat, "Mr. Yan, drive carefully."

Seeing his smug smile, Yan Heng lowered his brows, his eyes so cold they seemed to touch ice.

Deng Xiao suddenly felt a little breathless.

He shrank back in frustration, not understanding why President Yan had such a strong opinion of him.

Xu An'an couldn't stand it any longer and tried to smooth things over.

"You too, take care when you get back—"

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Heng stepped on the gas.

The Bentley's 4.0T V8 twin-turbo engine roared loudly and shot off like an arrow without a bolt.

"All..." Xu An'an said mechanically to the air.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, she turned to look at Yan Heng beside her.

The man narrowed his eyes, his face was cold, and his lips were tightly pressed together, looking like he was about to throw up a jealous jar.

Xu An'an was speechless. She took a deep breath and said, "Yan Heng, can you please stop being so childish?"

Yan Heng gritted his teeth, his jawline becoming even sharper.

"Did you add him on WeChat?"

His voice was low and carried an unconcealable chill.

Xu An'an frowned.

She was jealous, but she didn't like the questioning tone.

It made her feel like she wasn't trusted at all.

"right."

She had intended to have a proper talk with him, but Xu An'an was also somewhat provoked. Looking out the window, she pretended to be nonchalant and said...

"Isn't it normal for colleagues to add each other on WeChat?"

normal......

Yan Heng almost bit his back teeth to pieces.

Yes, Xu An'an added me on WeChat with a smile back then, but that was after they had been filming for half a month.

Deng Xiao only arrived for one day, and the two of them added each other on WeChat after only filming for one day?

Deng Xiao still has a week of filming left. At this rate, what will happen next?

While waiting at a red light, Yan Heng saw Xu An'an holding her phone and chatting with someone on WeChat.

One moment she was typing, the next she was switching to social media, as if she was sharing some interesting link with the other person. When the other person sent something, Xu An'an pursed her lips and replied with a long string of "Hahahahahaha..."

The veins on the back of his hand, gripping the steering wheel tightly, bulged, and Yan Heng didn't even notice the green light had been on for several seconds.

"Beep beep beep—"

The sound of disgruntled horns rang out, and Yan Heng finally reacted. He started driving with a cold face and drove back to the small building without saying a word.

After parking and turning off the engine, Xu An'an was still looking at her phone.

Unable to bear it any longer, Yan Heng leaned over and snatched the constantly vibrating phone from Xu An'an's hand.

"What are you doing?" Xu An'an was stunned for a moment, then reached out to snatch it back. "Give it back!"

Yan Heng raised his hand upwards.

He was already much taller than her, and when he stretched out his arm, Xu An'an couldn't reach it even after several attempts.

She got angry, unbuckled her seatbelt and lunged forward to grab it, but Yan Heng firmly held her shoulder with his other hand, keeping her at a safe distance.

"Yan Heng!" Xu An'an's voice rose.

"We're meeting again tomorrow, what's there to talk about?"

Yan Heng's voice was low, his eyes brimming with suppressed frustration from the entire day. "You've been on set all day, haven't you had enough to talk about?"

Xu An'an was speechless for a moment, and then her temper flared up:

"What I'm talking about is none of your business! Give me back my phone!"

"Delete Deng Xiao's name, and I'll give it back to you."

"Yan Heng!"

Xu An'an could hardly believe her ears. "Do you know what you're saying?"

Yan Heng kept a straight face and didn't say anything, his hands gripping his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Xu An'an stared at him for a few seconds, her chest heaving, and her voice turned cold.

"I'll say it again, give me your phone."

Yan Heng's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

He still didn't say anything.

The carriage was quiet for a few seconds, and the sound of breathing was particularly clear in the enclosed space.

Time passed by, second by second.

Looking at the man with thin, tightly pressed lips in front of her, Xu An'an suddenly felt very tired.

Suddenly, she turned her gaze away, a self-deprecating hum escaping her nose.

His whole body then relaxed, and he leaned weakly against the seat.

"Yan Heng, am I really that untrustworthy?"

Her voice was soft, yet it couldn't hide her weariness and sarcasm. "In your heart, am I such a casual person?"

Yan Heng felt a chill in his heart.

That's certainly not what he meant.

He knew very well what kind of person Xu An'an was.

But he doesn't trust any men.

He's already learned his lesson once.

When Xu An'an went to participate in "An Qi", Yan Heng did not take Lu Yiming seriously.

But within just a few months, Lu Yiming snatched Xu An'an away.

This struggle lasted for six years.

Yan Heng was truly afraid.

He had finally waited for Xu An'an to return, and he absolutely could not bear the thought of another "Lu Yiming" by her side.

Xu An'an had no idea how popular she was.

As a man, Yan Heng knew this all too well.

Xu An'an's ordinary glance was enough to drive men crazy, let alone such passionate and intimate exchanges.

Xu An'an is so wonderful.

No man can resist falling in love with her after spending time with her.

He didn't want Xu An'an to give anyone else a chance.

He is jealous of everyone.

Yan Heng's expression changed several times, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down a few times, and finally he found his voice again.

He opened his mouth, finally figuring out how to start, but Xu An'an spoke first.

She looked out the window, her voice soft.

"Deng Xiao is gay."