Afterwards, the set was cleared of people.

Only the director, one or two staff members, and the two of them remained in the room.

That's strange. What kind of show is being made so mysterious, and why can't other people see it?

Out of curiosity, Rong Shang also sought out Nan Qiyu, asking him to explain the play to her.

The other party replied, "All you need is a back view and one line; you don't really need to talk about the play."

trouble.

Oh, is that so?

Rong Shang stared at him for two or three seconds, "Then what is the sentence I'm going to say?"

They haven't even said anything yet.

"You," Nan Qiyu looked up at her, his burning eyes filled with a smile, and he suddenly spoke to her with unusual gentleness and seriousness, "The line is: I do."

Um?

What I'm willing to do.

Rong Chang raised an eyebrow.

Something feels off.

After that, filming began.

Nan Qiyu sat down in front of the piano.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

As he slowly raised his hand, his fair and beautiful fingertips landed on the black and white piano keys, and a beautiful and moving piano piece began to play.

Hearing that familiar melody, Rong Shang suddenly frowned.

This is... *Wedding in a Dream*

So, could this be a marriage proposal scene?

Combining the above and below information, Rong Chang came to this conclusion.

But at that time, she had no doubts.

After all, her relationship with Nan Qiyu was kept too secret.

The director couldn't possibly know anything, nor would he joke about his own script with her.

The music lasted for about a minute.

When the sound stopped, Nan Qiyu had already raised his eyes and looked at her.

At this moment, a faint smile played on the corners of the man's lips, and his deep eyes held a burning tenderness.

Rong Shang met his gaze, and for a moment she genuinely wanted to say: This guy's acting skills are really good.

Before long, he picked up the exquisite little box that had been placed on the piano shelf that morning.

Nan Qiyu stood up, his intense and affectionate gaze fixed on her face, and slowly strode towards her.

He was speaking, and his voice was so gentle.

Actually, I liked you earlier than you think.

"But I knew you had someone you liked, and I felt I couldn't ruin your relationship with someone else, so I could only keep it to myself."

"All the words of dislike you are false, and all the expressions of dislike are an act."

uh-huh?

The more Nan Qiyu spoke, the more Rong Chang's tightly furrowed brows became.

Is this the script?

It doesn't sound right.

But there are cameras all around, so it doesn't seem fake.

Fine, Rong Shang stood obediently and listened to him finish speaking.

"But I really like you. I feel like I'm going crazy. I miss you so much, but I'm also trying to stop myself from thinking about you."

"On one hand, I like you and cling to you, and on the other hand, I pretend to hate you and hope you stay away from me."

So many things to say, so many things to say.

By the time Nan Qiyu finished speaking, his tall figure was already standing in front of her.

At that moment, Rong Shang raised an eyebrow at him.

This guy, is this a joke?

She felt as if Nan Qiyu was speaking directly to her.

He seemed to be planning to propose to her, but she had no proof.

Once their eyes met, Nan Qiyu opened the small gift box, and a sparkling diamond ring caught her eye. Rong Shang smiled gently, her red lips parting slightly.

It seems there's still some anticipation for how things will develop.

"Will you marry me?" His deep, affectionate voice seemed to stir ripples in her heart when it reached her ears.

We've arrived.

The exciting moment has arrived.

The director was so nervous that his hands were sweating as he stared intently at the handsome men and beautiful women in front of the camera.