The magazine's invitation was finally confirmed a few days later.

After some internal negotiation and deliberation, the company finally reluctantly agreed to Ouyang's invitation to shoot a solo cover for the December issue of VOGUE.

Upon learning the news, Ou Yangguang didn't feel much joy at the victory. He simply kept the schedule in mind, knowing that this was just the beginning.

At that moment, he was standing on the set of "The Heirs," preparing to complete his last scene as "Choi Young-do."

This scene marks a turning point for Choi Young-do after experiencing a series of family upheavals and emotional struggles.

He was no longer the boy who only used arrogance and domineering to disguise himself; there was a sense of maturity and relief in his eyes.

The scene is set on the rooftop he frequents, in the deep of night, with the city lights spreading out behind him as a dazzling yet cold backdrop.

Ou Yangguang, dressed in a well-tailored black coat, leaned against the railing alone, holding a can of beer in his hand, his gaze unfocused as he stared into the distance.

The night wind tousled his meticulously styled hair, but it couldn't dispel the complex and indescribable emotions emanating from him.

There is disappointment, sadness and worry about what her father did, there is the final letting go and blessing of Kim Tan and Cha Eun Sang's relationship, and there is also confusion about her own future and a determination for a new beginning.

There are no dramatic lines or exaggerated expressions; all emotions are conveyed through subtle eye contact and body language.

"Action!"

At the director's command, the camera focused on that solitary figure.

Ou Yangguang slowly took a sip of beer, the icy liquid sliding down his throat, his Adam's apple bobbing gently.

He lowered his head, looking at the water droplets condensing on the can in his hand, and a faint, self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips.

That smile contained a denial of the naive self of the past, and a hint of helplessness in the face of the cruel twists of fate.

Then, he raised his head and looked again at the dimly lit area.

This time, his eyes were no longer confused, but gradually became clear and firm.

He gently crushed the empty can in his hand, as if performing a ritual, and then casually tossed it into the nearby trash can with a soft "clatter".

It was as if they were saying goodbye to their past selves, and also to the shackles that bound them.

Finally, he turned around, his back to the bustling night view, and walked towards the exit of the rooftop.

The hem of his coat fluttered in the wind. His steps were not fast, but unusually steady. Step by step, it seemed as if he had broken through the shackles of the past and was heading towards an unknown but his own future.

His back was straight, yet it carried a kind of solitary courage after a heavy burden had been lifted.

"Cut! Excellent! One take!" the director shouted with satisfaction. "Congratulations, Xiaoguang and Cui Yingdao, you've wrapped up filming!"

Happy wrap-up!

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoguang!"

The scene was immediately filled with enthusiastic applause and cheers, and staff members came forward to present congratulatory flowers.