Nie Xin looked up at the bright, sunny sky... and for a moment her eyes were so glaring she couldn't open them.
However, he remained calm on the surface. "Oh, well... actually, sometimes when the weather is nice, my shoulder hurts. Heh, Southeast Asia is by the sea, the air is humid, and as long as it's a little damp, my shoulder feels uncomfortable."
Sang Qing didn't know what to say anymore.
She thought of Jiang Can's words—"He likes you very much, so much so that he doesn't know how to express it"—and her heart skipped a beat, feeling a warm sensation.
In her previous world, no one had ever expressed themselves like this.
It's childish and ridiculous, yet heartwarming and touching.
Whether he was telling the truth or not, the injury on his shoulder was because of her.
He added scenes to his acting, all for her sake.
Sang Qing smiled and looked down. The already fragile defenses in her heart had now completely crumbled.
"Sang Qing, please forgive me this time." Nie Xin's voice was low, yet incredibly sincere. "I promise, I will never add scenes for myself again. From now on, you are the only director and the only screenwriter in my life. I will act exactly as you say..."
"And this ring." Nie Xin clenched her fist, her throat a little dry, and coughed twice. "This... this is, after all, a token of A Jin's good intentions, so let's not let him down, right?"
Time seemed to stand still at that moment. After an unknown amount of time, Sang Qing slowly turned around.
Nie Xin noticed the diamond ring on her ring finger immediately, and he was overjoyed!
"you……"
"I don't think I can accept this ring!" Sang Qing pursed her lips. "I'm not a queen, how can I wear this?"
Nie Xin looked at her quietly.
She stood amidst the greenery, dressed in a white dress. Sunlight shone on her chestnut hair, making her appear as if she were bathed in a halo.
“Sang Qing…” Nie Xin chuckled softly, then lowered her voice and said, “Although you are not the Queen of Southeast Asia, you will always be my Queen!”
Sang Qing smiled and said, "So, I can keep this ring?"
Nie Xin slowly stepped forward, his deep, focused gaze filled with doting affection, "It's more than just keeping it... I want you to wear it for a lifetime!"
Sang Qing's face was flushed, her earlobes were like ripe cherries, and she lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes.
Taking the opportunity, Nie Xin put the men's ring on his own ring finger, then pulled her into a tight embrace...
"What are you doing?" Sang Qing was held tightly in his arms, and looked at him with wide eyes.
“Director Sang,” Nie Xin said with a slight smile, her voice low and husky, “just a friendly reminder, usually when the plot develops to this point, it has to create a small climax.”
The clever Sang Qing knew exactly what he was thinking.
"Mr. Best Actor, my storyline is extraordinary!"
"Yeah?"
"The minor climax of the plot isn't here!"
"Oh..." Nie Xin grinned mischievously and picked her up in a princess carry.
Sang Qing gasped softly as her small body fell into his thick, warm embrace. Her ear pressed against his chest, she heard that familiar heartbeat again.
"If not here, then let's go somewhere else!"
"ah?!"
“I’ll take you home,” Nie Xin said hoarsely. “You haven’t seen my room yet, have you? There’s a big, soft bed in there…”
"Nie Xin!"
Sang Qing punched him with her little fist.
However, the movie star had long legs and ran very fast. Although he would still tear at his wound when he exerted himself, he didn't want to miss this opportunity to hold her in his arms again.
Huo Zhixing slowly walked to Jiang Can's side and immediately noticed the ice cream cone in Xiao Junyu's hand.
The two of them looked at Nie Xin, who was carrying Sang Qing and running away not far away, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Wife," Huo Zhixing asked in a low voice, "it seems like they've gotten together?"
"Pretty much!" Jiang Can was also very happy, touching her son's face. "Our baby deserves the most credit; he won over his aunt in one go!"
"His uncle is so stingy, he thinks he can fool us with just an ice cream cone?"
When Xiao Junyu heard the words "ice cream cone," he looked up and stared at his dad with his big, adorable eyes, his little face covered in smudges from eating.
He thought his dad wanted some too, so he smiled and handed him the ice cream cone.
Huo Zhixing was somewhat surprised, then a surge of emotion welled up inside him... Who said a son is like a leaky leather jacket? His son is so good to his father! Much better than a warm cotton-padded jacket!
Even Jiang Can's words had a slightly sour tone: "Sigh, it seems that Daddy is still more important to you, isn't he? You catch bugs and give them to Mommy, but when there's something delicious, you only think of Daddy!"
"What, are you jealous because your son is thinking about me?" Third Master Huo began to get carried away again.
Jiang Can glanced at him but said nothing.
Little Junyu held the ice cream cone in his chubby hands, blinked his big eyes at his father, and stammered, "Just a tiny bit... just a tiny bit!"
The son meant to let him try just a little bit.
However, the overconfident Third Master Huo couldn't possibly refuse his son's kind offer. In his excitement, he swallowed the ice cream cone whole!
Xiao Junyu was like watching a sci-fi blockbuster... Just a moment ago it was a whole ice cream cone, how come there's only a little bit of the cone skin left?
He couldn't understand it at such a young age!
What kind of monster is this man in front of me? How can his mouth be so big!
Xiao Junyu looked at his own hands and then at Huo Zhixing's puffed-out cheeks, and couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with grief. He burst into a loud, earth-shattering cry!
"Huo Zhixing! What are you doing!" Jiang Can glared at him angrily, then quickly comforted her son, "Don't cry, baby, Mommy will buy you another one!"
"I...I didn't mean to!" Master Huo hurriedly explained, "He just handed me the ice cream cone!"
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