The two argued for hours, and the whole thing was captured on camera. Lan Qingyue didn't know if the production team would cut out this unpleasant scene.

Wei Yu stubbornly refused to budge, and Lan Qingyue was almost brought to tears. She had no choice but to give in.

Afterwards, she thought about it and felt it was unnecessary. Cooperation requires a spirit of cooperation. Since Wei Yu was unwilling, why should she keep pressing him?

Isn't this just rubbing salt into Wei Yu's wounds?

Even a domineering man like Ji Junyao couldn't get Wei Yu to let go of her obsession and back down, so how could she, a business partner with whom she had only worked for ten days, have such great ability and face?

Rather than forcing Wei and Yu to be unhappy, it would be better to think of another way.

Having figured this out, Lan Qingyue hugged two cushions to bolster her courage, then shyly ran up to Wei Yu and apologized to her again: "Wei Yu, I'm so sorry. I was so unreasonable at noon today. I only wanted what I liked and didn't consider your feelings at all. I'm really sorry. It was my fault. You're not angry, are you?"

Lan Qingyue's face was almost pressed against the gap between the two cushions. She was a very strong-willed person, and she would apologize to people when she wanted to, but to apologize and say so many sentimental things was a first for her. It was too embarrassing.

Wei Yu, holding a water glass, was caught off guard by Lan Qingyue's apology.

She admitted that she was also at fault, but refused to explain why, and repeatedly rejected the other person's suggestions. If it were someone with a more fiery temper, they probably would have started arguing.

It's so cute that Lan Qingyue would take the initiative to apologize to her after eating two pieces of cake in a bad mood.

Wei Yu put down her water glass, her red lips pressed into a tight line. She was sitting on the bay window. Although Lan Qingyue was standing, she had her head lowered so low that only her flaxen hair could be seen smoothly covering her face.

After a long time, so long that Lan Qingyue was about to give up and think that Wei Yu was really angry, she heard a very soft sigh. Wei Yu's voice slowly rang out, "Qingyue, the one who should apologize is me. It was my fault. I didn't give you any reason, but kept denying your suggestions. I'm sorry, Qingyue. I apologize to you."

Lan Qingyue looked up abruptly, her hair a little messy. She stared with her bright, clear eyes, a hint of confusion in them. "Don't say that, it makes me feel embarrassed."

She's someone who's read the original story; she's forgotten part of it, but she's still being aggressive. Even if Wei Yu isn't angry, she's still sulking.

Wei Yu chuckled, "You're so cute."

For a mother to still be so innocent and adorable, how happy her life must be.

"Hehe~" Lan Qingyue was naturally happy to be praised. "You're cute too."

Wei Yu: "You're the cutest."

Lan Qingyue: "You're cute too."

Wei Yu: "Just as cute, okay?"

Lan Qingyue: "Yes, just as cute, just as beautiful."

The disagreement between the two was resolved through mutual flattery, and neither of them mentioned the wedding dress again.

With a little thought, the scope was quickly determined. The two exchanged their ideas, combined them, and drew a rough sketch. There were no major problems, so the final draft was completed.

As the night deepened on the first day, the insects' slumber came to an end.