Because of the clothes thief, everyone's attention was focused on protecting the clothes. Also, because of the allegory of the plot, the crew members who had thoroughly read the script immediately thought that the symbolism of the bridal chamber and the red wedding dress was very bad.

So they watched Yin Chengjue and Rong Yu enter with worried expressions. Seeing their anxious faces, Yin Chengjue and Rong Yu didn't react at all.

Only after everyone else had left did they turn around and look at the bright red decorations in the room, the red double happiness symbol pasted on the headboard, and Rong Yu's red wedding dress...

Wait, am I experiencing something incredibly wonderful right now?

Lifting the veil and exchanging toasts—are we really not going to go through the proper procedures?

Yin Chengjue suddenly looked at Rong Yu, his eyes shining brightly.

Yin Chengjue took a step toward Rong Yu.

Rong Yu immediately took a step back and quickly made a "stop" gesture: "I just promised Director Mo that I wouldn't take off this dress!"

Yin Chengjue: "Let's drink Heqin Bar."

After they finished speaking, they both paused simultaneously.

Yin Chengjue's gaze then shifted from Rong Yu's face to Rong Yu herself.

His eyes shone even brighter.

Rong Yu: "...What do you mean by that look?"

Yin Chengjue stroked his chin: "It's nothing. I just suddenly thought, if I tear this red wedding dress, will the thief still want it?"

Rong Yu: "...This isn't about whether the thief still wants it or not. It's about the fact that once it's torn up, it's useless to us no matter whether he steals or not."

Yin Chengjue said regretfully, "That's true. Then we can only take them off and put them away properly, otherwise what we're going to do tonight will be meaningless."

Rong Yu nodded: "That's right."

After a pause, Rong Yu realized what was happening: "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Yin Chengjue looked completely innocent: "Huh? What? What did I do on purpose? Our main goal is to catch the thief. The clothes are just a pretext. So whether you wear them or I take them off and put them aside, it doesn't matter, right?"

Yin Chengjue's gaze swept across the room and quickly spotted the red wedding dress and props—the red veil—on the bedside table.

Rong Yu followed Yin Chengjue's gaze and immediately felt her heart beating even faster.

Yin Chengjue reached out and took the red veil, gently placing it on Rong Yu's head.

Rong Yu unconsciously clenched her fists, gripping one side of her long sleeves tightly: "Brother... I'm a boy..."

Rong Yu suddenly blurted out this sentence out of the blue.

Yin Chengjue immediately understood: "Then next time it's your turn to marry me."

At this moment, Rong Yu sat on the edge of the bright red bed, while Yin Chengjue stood in front of him, his fingertips hovering over Rong Yu's face through the red veil, slowly tracing the contours of Rong Yu's face.

"Rong Yu, do you remember when we first met?" Yin Chengjue gently cupped Rong Yu's face with his hands through the red veil.

Yin Chengjue recalled that day when he sent an email to Yin He, asking if he had ever known a child named Rong Yu when he was a child. Yin He replied that she had no recollection of it.

In fact, Yin Chengjue was just grasping at straws in his desperation. Yin He used to be very busy, often traveling the world by plane to do business, so how could she remember her child's friendships?

Needless to say, Feng Chengda was even worse. In order to vent his pent-up desire for revenge, this man not only didn't remember Yin Chengjue's circle of friends, but he also wished he could raise Yin Chengjue to be an autistic child and drive away all of Yin Chengjue's friends.

So if Yin Chengjue himself doesn't remember this, then no one else will.

Do they know each other or not?

Did Rong Yu remember it wrong?

Yin Chengjue felt a surge of unease. He bent down and pressed his forehead against Rong Yu's through the veil. Before Rong Yu could answer, he continued, "No matter what, I just want to cherish our present and future."

Rong Yu also gave a heavy "hmm".

Yin Chengjue gently lifted the red veil, and looking at the exquisite and handsome face that was gradually revealed in front of him, his heart pounded like a drum.

“Unfortunately, I just checked and the teapot on the table contains tea, not wine,” Yin Chengjue said.

Rong Yu coughed lightly: "Um, are we really going to do something like this?"

Yin Chengjue had already brought over the two cups of tea that he had poured.

Each of them held a cup, their arms wrapped around each other's necks, and they drank the tea in one gulp, right next to their ears.

“Next…” Yin Chengjue’s voice was deep as he chuckled, “Let’s keep watch together…”

Rong Yu couldn't help but turn her head away, rub her ears, and scolded, "You're cheating! You always deliberately speak in that voice!"

Yin Chengjue half-pushed him onto the bright red bed, placing his hands on Rong Yu's ears, "What? Is my voice that bad?"

"It's not... nice to hear..." Rong Yu lowered her eyes slightly, her fingertips gently stroking Yin Chengjue's Adam's apple, and gradually she placed her entire palm on Yin Chengjue's neck.

Yin Chengjue felt the warmth on his neck and deliberately made a swallowing motion, so Rong Yu felt that round thing rubbing back and forth in her palm.

The sensation of being gently rubbed against something sensitive made Rong Yu jerkly withdraw her hand, blinking rapidly as she tried to suppress the impulse hidden deep within her heart.

However, Rong Yu withdrew her hand, but Yin Chengjue grabbed it and offered his soft neck, letting Rong Yu place her hand on his neck.

"You seem to really like this. Does it excite you?" Yin Chengjue held Rong Yu's wrist, pinning his hand to his neck, and said gently, "Sure, if you like it."

Rong Yu was taken aback at first, and after hearing Yin Chengjue's words, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes. "I, I didn't..."

Yin Chengjue's hand touched a certain spot and flicked it lightly.

Rong Yu couldn't control herself and made a strange sound, so she quickly covered her mouth and glared at Yin Chengjue reproachfully.

Yin Chengjue then said, "Xiaoyu, isn't it great to control my breathing?"

Rong Yu turned her head away, her voice a little hoarse, and said, "How could this be? Brother, what's wrong with you today? Why are you saying these things?"

Yin Chengjue leaned down and gently kissed Rong Yu's face, saying, "I just wanted to tell you that you can do whatever you want with me." So, no matter what happens, please don't leave me, okay?

Even if one day you suddenly realize that I might not be the person you're looking for...

Yin Chengjue's eyes darkened slightly as he grabbed Rong Yu's chin and fiercely sucked on the bright red color.

The red curtains were disheveled, the black hair was tangled, and the wedding dress was as red as fire as night fell.

A series of tremors, a series of fragmented sounds, a symphony that lasts until dawn.

The first light of dawn shone through the cracks in the window. Yin Chengjue was awakened by his biological clock. He first reached out to touch the familiar softness beside him, and then pulled it into his arms and rubbed it.

After rubbing Rong Yu's face from head to toe, Yin Chengjue opened his eyes. He stared at Rong Yu's sleeping face for a while before looking away and searching around.

I was up all night last night, but I didn't see any thieves come in to steal my clothes. Later, I was so tired that I couldn't stay awake and fell asleep. I don't know if my red wedding dress was stolen.

Soon, Yin Chengjue pulled the crumpled red wedding dress out from under the two of them.

After unfolding the clothes, one could see that they were covered with some indescribable marks.

Hmm... Although the red wedding dress wasn't stolen this time, but... can we still film a movie like this?

However, Yin Chengjue did not ponder for long before decisively crumpling up the clothes and throwing them into the trash can, quickly wrapping up the trash bag.

His commotion was a bit loud, and Rong Yu woke up as well. She opened her eyes groggily and saw Yin Chengjue sitting by the bed. She asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

Yin Chengjue: "Throw away the trash."

"So early..." Rong Yu patted the bed beside her, her voice carrying a hint of coquettishness, "Brother~ sleep a little longer~"

Yin Chengjue leaned over and kissed the back of his hand that was sticking out from under the blanket, saying, "Darling, do you want everyone to see that we've turned this important room we're going to use for filming today into a mess of t-shirts?"

Rong Yu's eyes were half-open. It took her several seconds to react before she suddenly opened them wide: "Holy crap! Ouch! That hurts!"

Overreacting, Rong Yu fell back onto the bed.

Yin Chengjue quickly placed a pillow under Rong Yu, "You should rest for the next few days. I'll go talk to Director Mo and we'll shoot the other people's scenes first."

“But today is the scene where Jing Sheng, who plays the second male lead, enters the bridal chamber. There’s a scene where Jing Sheng needs to show his face, so I have to be there too.” Rong Yu slowly sat up and moved her hands and feet: “Actually, if the movements aren’t too big, it doesn’t hurt much, just a little sore and swollen.”

Yin Chengjue gently rubbed his lower back with concern: "That's why I said one time would be enough, but you insisted on coming up here yourself..."

Rong Yu waved her hand: "Go throw out the trash first, I'll tidy up here. Huh? Where's the red wedding dress?"

Yin Chengjue paused, avoiding Rong Yu's gaze, and said, "That's all. That thief was really cunning; he actually managed to steal the clothes. I just messaged Assistant Guan and asked him to rent a wedding dress from the nearest clothing store. It won't delay the filming. Don't worry, let's film their scenes first. You should get some rest."

Rong Yu was shocked: "It was stolen? How could this be? We didn't even notice! I even put clothes under us before we went to sleep, how could it still disappear?"

Yin Chengjue: "..." So you used your clothes as a cushion?

Rong Yu stroked her chin: "So, it really is haunted?"

Yin Chengjue: "Don't talk nonsense, how could such a thing exist in this world?"

Yin Chengjue told Rong Yu not to overthink things, and then went out to deal with the bag of trash.

When I returned to the film set, I saw that a large crowd had already gathered outside the venue.

Yin Chengjue glanced at the clock. It was a little past seven o'clock, not yet time for the first scene to start filming. Even if they were preparing in advance, it shouldn't be this early, right?

Yin Chengjue walked forward with a puzzled look in his eyes, and vaguely heard someone say, "The thief has been caught!"