Chapter 174 The Proactive Man

Seeing this, Yan Kui said, "How about this, if this actress doesn't agree within this week, then our female lead will be Shi Ruoxia."

Yan Kui thought it would become a hit.

If summer were here, it would be like fire.

So she only gave Duke one week.

Duke saw that Yan Kui had also made concessions, and although he was conflicted, he nodded in agreement.

The male lead was cast within two days; he was a handsome, brooding man who had never been on a film set before but was a graduate of a formal acting program.

A week later, Yan Kui finally met Shi Ruoxia as she had hoped.

The reason is simple: the actresses Duke was working with had found better opportunities and didn't want to act in scripts featuring complete newcomers like him.

Seeing Duke's melancholy expression, Yan Kui offered him some comfort, something she rarely does.

"Don't worry, this show will be a hit."

"Trust our judgment, old partners."

Duke laughed when he heard her say that, and exclaimed, "Okay, I'll trust you one more time."

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Filming has started, and Yan Kui has some free time.

Wei Yin looked at the woman who stayed at home all day and sighed.

"Get up early tomorrow and go for a run with me."

It wasn't phrased as an inquiry.

Yan Kui pretended not to hear, buried her head in the cushion, and didn't say a word.

Wei Yin chuckled, then grabbed her slender white arm and lifted her up in his arms.

"It's okay if we don't run, how about we exercise together in the morning?"

What sport?

If you just want to do some light exercise or something, that's fine too.

“A two-person sport,” Wei Yin said with a smile.

Yan Kui closed her eyes resignedly: "Let's run instead."

"Okay, then let's do some couples activities tonight."

Wei Yin is too lustful; this is one of the conclusions Yan Kui has drawn after dating him for so long.

Except for the few days when she has her period, Wei Yin can sleep peacefully.

The rest of the time, Yan Kui felt like she had never had a break.

Looking at the bedside table drawer overflowing with family planning supplies, Yan Kui really wanted to pat her aching back and say, "Thank you for your hard work."

(The people I should thank are elsewhere, but I dare not write them down.)

In the days that followed, Yan Kui would go for a run with Wei Yin in the mornings, occasionally visit the film set, or stay at home as a homebody from time to time.

Just as filming was entering its mid-stage, Yan Kui established her own studio.

There are only three people in the entire studio.

Accountant, operations, and Yan Kui.

After learning that she had set up a studio, Wei Yin made a special trip over to take a look around. Looking at her office with only two employees, he congratulated her, saying, "Boss Yan, you've done a great job."

On my way home.

Wei Yin was driving, and Yan Kui was sitting in the passenger seat.

After being busy for so many days, Yan Kui was a little tired and leaned back in her chair to look at the scenery.

Suddenly, I felt my fingers being squeezed open, and when I looked down, I saw that it was Wei Yin's large hand that had slipped in.

Her palms were dry and warm, and Yan Kui gently returned the grip.

Wei Yin wore a faint smile as he glanced at Yan Kui beside him.

Yan Kui's pretty face fell slightly, her bright eyes fixed on her and her intertwined hands.

Without blinking.

Wei Yin suddenly remembered the first time he met Yan Kui. She stood there blankly, so nervous that she was breathing rapidly. When she saw him looking over, she nervously turned her head away to avoid his scrutinizing gaze.

Later, he kissed her, and she playfully grabbed his collar, stood on her tiptoe, and bit his lip.

So fierce, yet so obedient.

Wei Yin didn't know when he had fallen in love with Yan Kui.

Perhaps it was the day she rushed over to put out the fire, or perhaps it was the first time we met.

Or perhaps it was before that.

But by the time he realized it, his eyes were already glued to her.

The car's air conditioning blew out a refreshing breeze, and delicate white fingers gently kneaded his large hand, causing Wei Yin's palm to feel warm.

His heartbeat grew louder, and the words slipped out:

"Yan Kui, will you marry me?"