While Chu Yunyan and Chu Yunyan were enjoying a leisurely vacation in another country, they both wore smug smiles. One of them, with a faint smile on his lips, said, "I bet this production crew is going crazy right now. They were already finishing up, and they could have just found anyone who could sing our ending theme song and perfectly express its emotions. But now our composer and lyricist have both disappeared, and their progress is going to be delayed."

A smug glint appeared on the teacher's face as he calmly said, "You're right. Can you blame us? Who told him to offend someone he shouldn't have? Some things should be done within one's capabilities. Why should a small-time actor like them rely on superior skills in everything? There are plenty of these kinds of films these days. Even if they successfully filmed 'The Wedding of Xiaoqian,' as a low-budget TV series, it certainly wouldn't be a big hit. It's not our fault. Even without us, this show wouldn't have been a success. We were just going with the flow and taking what we deserved."

Their tone was surprisingly smug, almost shameless. They didn't see anything wrong with the situation; on the contrary, they thought the production team was completely presumptuous and had deliberately created this mess. If it weren't for all this commotion, their production team would have finished filming a short 20-episode series long ago. They thought that even if they had finished filming, they probably wouldn't have recouped their costs.

But soon, they received a mysterious phone call. The composer, with a troubled expression, said, "We're just doing this for money. Since we agreed, how could you possibly give them the master tape? To ensure everything goes smoothly, I even brought our master tape and all the contents abroad. No one but us knows that the master tape is in our hands. Moreover, after we arrived abroad, many people were monitoring my actions. You know I haven't been able to contact anyone recently, not even my family. How could it be us?"

"You have to believe me. What good would it do me to do that? I never had a good impression of this production team to begin with. If it weren't for making money, I would never have taken this job. You're offering three times the amount they're offering. How could I possibly do anything to harm you? Let me explain." The composer's explanation became increasingly incoherent. Hearing this, you might have sensed something was wrong and quickly asked, "What happened? Why are they in such a hurry?"

"He said we left our master tapes with the film crew in the hospital, so their progress wasn't affected. They've already started production, found a singer, and begun editing. He said we charged both sides. Now this group of people is coming to cause us trouble." The person speaking had a bitter face, his expression turning extremely ugly. They were confused; they had clearly destroyed all their Peony tapes, so how could they still be in the village? Another person from the film crew, somewhat uneasy about the hotel, took out their master tapes as evidence and showed them to those people.