Back home, Xiang Zhilan called Ni Sitian to discuss taking wedding photos together.

Ni Sitian asked Xu Tingchuan for his opinion, and Xu Tingchuan nodded. She then discussed the specific time with Xiang Zhilan.

After hanging up the phone, seeing that it was almost noon, Ni Sitian rolled up her sleeves, put on an apron, and started eating her cooked noodles.

After lunch, Xu Tingchuan had a video conference, so she went into her study to continue working on the script. Although she had grasped some basic techniques, she was still too inexperienced and needed to learn more. Fortunately, Jiang Yun showed her some scripts he had acted in before, which allowed her to understand scriptwriting more intuitively.

Just as she was engrossed in her work, Jiang Yun called and told her that the producer wanted to meet with her to discuss the draft script she had written.

"Really? When?" Ni Sitian jumped up excitedly. She had only been trying it out, but she didn't expect it to actually happen.

“He’s on a business trip out of town this week and might be back next Wednesday. I’ll let you know the exact time. Is that alright?” Jiang Yun said.

“Sure, I’m ready to cooperate anytime,” Ni Sitian replied excitedly.

Jiang Yun smiled and said, "Then I'll hang up now and contact you another day."

"Okay, thank you." Ni Sitian put away her phone, a smile spreading across her face, eager to tell Xu Tingchuan right away.

As I approached the study door, I reconsidered and decided it would be better to wait until it was officially confirmed before telling him, so as not to disappoint him.

However, Ni Sitian couldn't hide her good mood and happily went to the kitchen to make some juice.

Jiang Yun, on the other hand, had a somber expression. His eyes were dark as he looked at the woman sitting on his sofa, clenched his fist tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Ayan, do you really want me to do this?"

Su Yan held a glass of watermelon juice, slowly drinking it with her head down. The color looked like she was drinking bright red blood. She raised her eyes coquettishly: "What's wrong? You regret it? You don't want to help me anymore?"

"Ayan, it's not that I'm unwilling to help you, but will doing this really make you happy?" Jiang Yun took a deep breath helplessly.

"Yes, I will be very happy!" Su Yan stood up, put down the glass of juice, walked to Jiang Yun's side, put her arm around Jiang Yun's neck, looked up at Jiang Yun, and said softly, "Yun, you once promised me that you would do anything for me as long as I am happy."

“Yes, I did say that, but I never thought that the happiness you wanted would hurt another person.” Jiang Yun looked at Su Yan, who had changed completely, and felt a sharp pain in her heart. She said, “You know perfectly well that even if you let Ni Sitian leave Xu Tingchuan, he will not fall in love with you.”

"Who says it's impossible! You're talking nonsense!" Su Yan's face turned ugly and somewhat ferocious upon hearing Jiang Yun's words. "Even if I can't have him, I won't let any other woman have him! Just remember the promise you made to me!"

“Ayan…” Jiang Yun looked at her so persistent, even to the point of being morbid, and said painfully, “Is he really that good? Why won’t you turn around and look at me? I’m the one who has always been by your side.”

"So what? What do you want me to do?" Su Yan bit her lip. "Don't forget, everything you're doing now is of your own free will, and it's what you owe me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have..."

Jiang Yun hugged Su Yan, closed her eyes, and cried out in unbearable pain, "Stop talking, stop talking!"

"It's good that you know this. Once this is done, we will have no further debts."