Chapter 47 Filming Wrapped Up (Second Update) When you're in the wrong, all you want to do is act cute...

Zhuang Fuyao knew he was shy, so she cleverly pulled her leg back and forked a piece of Longjing shrimp, chewing it.

Liang Huaixu breathed a sigh of relief. Even with his exceptional composure, he couldn't help but feel his trousers tighten under these circumstances.

He wasn't sure if he'd embarrass himself in public if things continued like this. He composed himself and asked Yan Yu about their filming schedule for the evening.

Yan Yu said with a smile, "Tonight's task is to film President Zhuang's solo dance segment."

"Dance?"

Liang Huaixu was slightly surprised. He only knew that she knew martial arts and was very good at using Emei daggers, but he did not know that she could also dance.

Yan Yu praised him highly, "President Zhuang is truly multi-talented! If you're free tonight, you can come and take a look."

Liang Huaixu nodded, glancing expectantly at the person beside him.

After finishing her meal, Zhuang Fuyao went to put on makeup and change clothes.

She hadn't actually studied professional dance; she had just practiced martial arts in her early years, which gave her excellent flexibility. This allowed her to achieve twice the results with half the effort when learning to dance. With the guidance of a professional teacher, although she might not reach the level of a professional dancer, she could still capture the basic spirit of the dance.

Filming began, and Liang Huaixu stood to one side with the staff.

As the music began, a young girl in a light blue dress danced on the lawn, her movements light and graceful, natural and agile, like a mountain spirit or a fairy untouched by the world, vibrant and radiant.

Everyone's attention was drawn to her.

The nearby servants couldn't help but stop and watch.

After adding a few more shots of the highlights, the whole audience cheered and applauded, and Liang Huaixu's eyes were filled with smiles.

This was something he had never seen before, and he was so amazed that he wished he could freeze the scene in his mind.

In the evening, everyone went out for a late-night snack to celebrate.

Liang Huaixu accepted Yan Yu's invitation, but he had some work to do that evening, so he declined. Yan Yu was a seasoned veteran and knew exactly where to find good food.

The late-night snack place I found this time was a typical hole-in-the-wall eatery, but the taste was absolutely amazing.

They sat at two tables in total, mostly Yan Yu's team, with a small number of employees sent from the restaurant to help out.

The two groups of people sitting alternately is also a way to connect and maintain relationships.

Yan Yu brought over a glass of wine to Zhuang Fuyao, "President Zhuang, thank you for your hospitality these past few days. Everyone has worked hard during this time, especially you. In addition to being busy with the restaurant preparations, you also had to accompany us on filming... I look forward to our next collaboration. Enough said, let's leave it at that in the wine."

Zhuang Fuyao agreed, and then people came over one after another to toast her. When she drank her third cup, Zhao Zilin couldn't help but frown, wanting to shield her from the drink.

"It's nothing." She chuckled and pressed the person down.

They've been filming this little theater for almost ten days now. At the beginning, her people and Yan Yu's side didn't get along very well. She's not blind; she can see that.

She genuinely liked Yan Yu's style, so she thought they should work out together first and then discuss things further after filming was finished. At worst, she could help her team get some revenge after filming wrapped.

After getting to know them better, she discovered that Yan Yu and his group also had their endearing qualities. They were straightforward in their speech and actions, had generous personalities, were very loyal, and even hated evil.

Overall, the collaboration was mostly pleasant. It was fate that brought us together, and today, filming wrapped up. Zhuang Fuyao was in a good mood and wanted a drink.

On the contrary, Zhao Zilin, who gets drunk after just one drink, texted her offering to drink it for her. This left her both amused and exasperated.

She didn't actually see it as a social gathering; it was just a get-together with friends, and drinking was just to liven things up.

[These are all beers, not very strong.]

I meant to reply to Zhao Zilin's message, but my hand slipped and I sent it to Liang Huaixu instead.

Not long after, a video call came in.

There were too many people around, so it wasn't convenient to make a phone call. She went outside, sat down at the bus stop, and answered the call.

In the video, the environment around Liang Huaixu was quite dark, like a parking lot. "Have you been drinking?"

Zhuang Fuyao was surprised. "How did you know?"

"You sent me a message," Liang Huaixu asked casually. "Did you send it to the wrong person?"

Zhuang Fuyao reacted quickly and changed the subject, "I was chatting with my sister and accidentally sent it to you."

Liang Huaixu nodded. "When does the party end? I'll come pick you up."

"It's not certain yet, but it should be about time for you to set off now."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Liang Huaixu asked Master Peng to drive.

He wasn't quite done with his work yet, but he was worried about her because she had been drinking, so he decided to work in his car while he went to pick her up.

He didn't go in when he arrived; he just sent her a message telling her not to rush and to come back when she wanted to leave.

At the late-night snack shop, after they finished their meal, they had another activity planned. Zhuang Fuyao said, "You guys have fun, I won't go."

"Alright, then goodbye, Mr. Zhuang."

Zhuang Fuyao smiled and said to her employee, "Bye-bye, I'll reimburse your expenses tonight."

"Long live President Zhuang!!!"

"Sister Fuyao." As they came out of the late-night snack shop, Zhao Zilin said to her, "I haven't been drinking, let me drive you home."

"No need," Zhuang Fuyao smiled and pointed in a direction. "My husband is waiting for me."

Zhao Zilin was stunned for several seconds before asking, "Who did you say?"

"My ex-husband, we've reconciled." She used "reconciled" to confuse the issue, which was also a clear indication. She really had no interest in someone like Zhao Zilin, especially now that she had Liang Huaixu.

She didn't have much else to say to Zhao Zilin, and besides, she guessed that Liang Huaixu was watching from not far away.

"Let's go." Zhuang Fuyao waved and jogged to a Maybach parked by the roadside.

He bumped right into Liang Huaixu, who had just gotten out of the car.

After a brief, intimate hug, Liang Huaixu helped her with her bag and then opened the car door, their interaction appearing very close and natural.

At this moment, Zhao Zilin felt a mix of emotions, a utter sense of powerlessness as if he had lost before even starting to pursue the game.

He thought that her relationship with her ex-husband was mostly based on mutual benefit, like many middle-aged couples, and that there was no real love between them.

But the joy and subtle anticipation in her eyes were unmistakable, like a young couple about to go on a date, even though they had been together for twenty years.

He was momentarily unsure whether to envy Liang Huaixu or the couple. But one thing was certain: he could no longer easily get involved in such a relationship.

A sense of loss welled up inside me, eventually turning into bitterness.

...

Inside the car, the two who had just gotten into bed looked like a couple deeply in love.

Zhuang Fuyao and Liang Huaixu held hands and said happily, "I really like it when you come to pick me up."

Just like before, no matter how busy she was with her studies and work, the thought that Liang Huaixu would be waiting for her in the car after she finished would fill her with strength.

Upon hearing this, Liang Huaixu smiled and said, "Then I'll come pick you up more often when I have time."

Zhuang Fuyao sweetly agreed, secretly planning to find an opportunity to pick him up from get off work and give him a surprise.

He asked gently, "How much did you drink today?"

"It doesn't even add up to a bottle of beer. You know my alcohol tolerance, this amount of beer is nothing."

She wasn't drunk at all; she was perfectly sober. But after drinking, she naturally adopted a slightly coquettish tone.

Her voice is naturally sweet, and after drinking, it becomes even more captivating.

For a moment, Liang Huaixu didn't want her to drink outside, and he especially didn't want other men to see her after she had been drinking.

But reason told him that this was wrong; she had her social freedom.

So he nipped the idea in the bud as soon as it popped into his head.

The night breeze blew in from outside the car, and the two sat shoulder to shoulder, chatting.

In the driver's seat, Mr. Peng was filled with surprise. He had always thought that Miss Zhuang was a relative of Mr. Liang's family... No wonder Mr. Liang suddenly became depressed when he saw another man bringing Miss Zhuang back last time.

He kept his eyes down, paying close attention to the road conditions, his gaze never straying even for a moment.

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After taking a shower at home, Zhuang Fuyao was eager to touch the armband. Unfortunately, Liang Huaixu had already showered, changed his clothes, and taken off the armband.

She asked him when he could dress like this again.

"Is there anything different about what I'm wearing today?"

"Yes, I think the black circles on your arms are really sexy."

Liang Huaixu couldn't help but chuckle. "Those are armbands, used to adjust the length of a shirt. I usually only wear them when attending formal occasions or when I have guests at home."

Zhuang Fuyao looked at you with admiration, "I feel like your whole demeanor is different when you wear this."

She used to think Liang Huaixu was a bit of a closet pervert, but seeing him dressed like this today, he suddenly became quite openly flamboyant.

He's a bit like a tall, suit-wearing man from a mature Korean comic, exuding both abstinence and masculine sexiness.

Liang Huaixu couldn't imagine what was so appealing about the armbands. Recalling her misbehavior under the table earlier that day, he asked, "So that's why you did that during dinner today—"

"I won't do it again next time!"

Thinking he was going to criticize or lecture her, Zhuang Fuyao kissed him a few times first. She only gets angry when she's in the right.

When they feel guilty, all they want to do is act cute.

Liang Huai paused for a moment; that wasn't what he wanted to say.

Although I feel that my previous behavior was inappropriate, if she likes it, it can be a kind of fun between husband and wife when no one else is around.

It's normal for her to be young-minded, playful, and like to try new things. After they remarry, as her husband, he also needs to keep up with the times and not disappoint her.

Moreover, for some reason, he felt a secret excitement at being treated like that by her under the table.

However, after she said that, he was too embarrassed to speak and only replied, "Okay."