Two weeks later, Lin Yang's leg had finally recovered to almost its full extent.

She had been lying in bed for more than half a month and was so bored she was practically turning into mold.

After being discharged from the hospital, the first thing he did was rush to the film crew.

For the past two weeks, the crew's WeChat group has been buzzing with activity, constantly sending out new messages.

After Nie Wei's incident, the role of the princess became vacant, and the original plan was to recruit a new actress.

But for some reason, Zheng Linzhou suddenly went crazy and stopped the interview halfway through.

They simply deleted the character, added a new one, and spent a lot of money to invite a retired veteran actor to make a special appearance.

Today is the first day that the senior has joined the crew.

September arrived in the blink of an eye. The high temperatures of late summer had dissipated considerably, the sun was no longer so scorching, and a cool autumn breeze occasionally blew by.

"Lin Yang, Xu Chengzhi, and this is Senior Wen." Zheng Linzhou gathered the three together and made sure they got to know each other properly.

"Hello, I am Wen Yuli, from Hong Kong. My Mandarin is not very good, please bear with me." Wen Yuli is as gentle as his name suggests, and he speaks with a very polite voice.

She speaks with a slight Cantonese accent, but compared to many Hong Kong people, her Mandarin is quite good.

"Hello, Senior Wen, I am Lin Yang. I look forward to your guidance in the days to come." Lin Yang greeted Wen Yuli politely, her gaze unconsciously drawn to the necklace he was wearing.

The man in front of me had a refined appearance. I heard he was over fifty years old, but he was very well-maintained and looked no more than thirty. There were no fine lines around his eyes, and his skin was firm and showed no signs of sagging.

He was wearing a white shirt paired with black suit pants, a simple yet sophisticated look.

She was dressed modestly, but the necklace around her neck was out of place and not at all modest.

It was a silver necklace, adorned with fine diamonds, and set with a large 21-carat diamond.

It's so vulgar, so incredibly tacky.

Wen Yuli has an exceptional temperament, refined and otherworldly. But wearing this necklace greatly diminishes his overall aura.

It's hard not to notice them.

But he seemed to really love the necklace; he'd probably worn it for quite a while, as there were faint red marks on his neck.

Perhaps Lin Yang's gaze was too direct, or perhaps she lingered on his neck for too long.

Wen Yuli followed Lin Yang's gaze downwards, his fingertips tracing the necklace. "Doesn't it look a bit off to me?"

"No, it looks pretty good." Lin Yang lied against her will.

The lie was so clumsy that Wen Yuli didn't refute it. He just smiled gently, his fingertips reluctant to let go, lingering on the dazzling diamond.

It's as if this is a way of remembering a deceased friend.

"It must have been sent by someone very important, right?" Lin Yang's gaze couldn't leave Wen Yuli, staring at his subtle movements, and she couldn't help but ask the question on her mind.

Silence fell, and an awkward atmosphere suddenly filled the air.

Damn, Lin Yang, are you stupid? Isn't that a pointless question?

When she realized she had misspoke and was about to apologize, Wen Yuli surprisingly didn't shy away from the question and spoke first, "Yes, it's very important. It's about a dear friend who has passed away."

"I'm sorry, I brought up something that hurt you." Upon hearing this reply, Lin Yang couldn't help but sigh and apologize for her slip of the tongue.

Wen Yuli shook his head, his fingertips rubbing the diamond tightening involuntarily, a dark glint in his eyes. "It's alright, ignorance is no excuse."

Later, Lin Yang learned that the so-called close friend Wen Yuli spoke of was actually his lover.

However, that's a story for another time.