While Ling Jiao was getting her makeup and hair done, Lin Mo also went to the costume and makeup team to change her look and offered to do so.

"Ling Jiao, how about we rehearse our lines first?"

“Okay,” Ling Jiao agreed.

While the makeup artist finished Ling Jiao's makeup and hair, the two began rehearsing their lines in the dressing room.

However, after the two read a few more lines of dialogue, Fu Shiqin's expression grew increasingly grim.

Because this is a love story, the lines between the two characters are particularly affectionate and tender.

Moreover, the two of them were extremely emotionally invested and took their acting very seriously.

Fu Shiqin gritted his teeth as he watched his girlfriend make a heartfelt confession to another man. Although it was just a line from a play, it still made him feel incredibly jealous.

He finally understood how his brother used to forbid his sister-in-law from filming bed scenes, kissing scenes, or romantic scenes with male actors.

The key is that he can't object now, or she'll hate him.

He was already at his wit's end, but Lin Mo was still talking.

"I think starting from the third sentence, if you put more emotion into it and use a gentler tone, it will be even better."

Ling Jiao nodded repeatedly, looking like she had learned something.

"Then let's check it again."

Fu Shiqin, who had just witnessed them reenacting a romantic scene, was already in a very bad mood. When the two of them decided to do it again, he immediately became even more upset.

So, he took his phone and pretended to answer a call before going outside.

He was afraid that if they did it again in front of him, he would pin the man surnamed Lin to the ground and beat him.

Lin Mo glanced at Fu Shiqin, who was leaving with a gloomy expression, and then spoke to Ling Jiao.

"Your boyfriend... seems a little unhappy?"

Ling Jiao glanced at Fu Shiqin's retreating figure. "It's probably because of work."

Lin Mo looked at her strangely. Shouldn't her first reaction to this be that Fu Shiqin was jealous?

"Then let's continue."

Fu Shiqin left the dressing room, stood outside with his hands on his hips, trying to calm his raging temper.

Ling Jiao had never spoken to him with such deep affection before.

Even when rehearsing a scene, he was extremely jealous.

After a while, he remembered something and muttered to himself.

"By running out like this, aren't I giving them a chance to spend time together?"

With that thought in mind, he quickly went back.

However, by the time he returned, the two had already finished their second rehearsal.

Moreover, Ling Jiao's look is complete, and we're ready to officially start filming.

He and Ling Jiao's assistant carried her things to the filming location, only to watch helplessly as the two of them rehearsed their lines again.

However, because of Lin Mo's mistake, they had to start over.

Fu Shiqin was even more furious when he saw the two of them perform it again.

Ling Jiao's assistant glanced at him a few times and whispered a reminder.

"Young Master Fu, you're not jealous of this, are you?"

"I didn't," Fu Shiqin denied, but his eyes and tone clearly showed that he was jealous.

"Oh dear, it's just filming. If you don't get into character and act realistically, how can the audience accept it?" Ling Jiao's assistant looked at him with amusement and relief.

Fu Shiqin turned his head and glared at his assistant. "I'm not jealous."

"Okay, okay, you didn't." The assistant raised his hands in surrender, then muttered, "That's good. If you get jealous over such a small romantic scene, what will you do when we film the kissing scene tomorrow? You'll be furious!"

"What? A kissing scene?" Fu Shiqin asked back.

“Yes.” The assistant looked at him amusedly and said, “They play a couple in the movie, and there’s a kissing scene tomorrow, and a wedding scene later on.”

Fu Shiqin felt like he was about to explode with rage.