Afterward, he gazed deeply into her eyes, eyes that brimmed with a tear due to overwhelming excitement, and he just murmured, "Don’t deceive me—"
What exactly he was being deceived about, he did not say, only, he gently sealed the corners of her lips.
As long as you haven’t deceived me, your past—I can pretend as if nothing had ever happened.
Two hours later, the two of them, having finished packing up, went to the film set.
Because of their encounter in the car, her cheeks were still flushed with a dusky redness, displaying a scene of beauty akin to a twilight sunset. Her lips were kissed to a slight swelling, resembling fresh petals drenched in dew. Her hair was loosely draped behind her ears, untied, unpermed, and undyed—pure enough to be featured in a shampoo advertisement. With the caress of the breeze, tips of her hair lifted ever so slightly in the air.
Her figure was slender, and although she was not particularly tall, her proportions were impeccable. She might not have the extraordinary curves of European and American women, but among Easterners, she certainly held a remarkable golden ratio. Flesh where it was desired, and slender where it should be, especially that nearly translucent pale skin that now flushed with a delicate pink hue due to the passion they had just shared. Most of it was due to meticulous care beyond what nature had given, making her seem streets ahead of female celebrities who slathered on makeup for the camera!
Maybe it was the vigorous activity they had engaged in, but her body seemed somewhat frail, complemented by the body-enhancing turquoise dress she wore, alongside candy-colored platform shoes—it made her appear like a willow bending in the wind, emanating a softness and a charm that were amplified compared to her usually stern demeanor.
Many were surprised to see them arrive, particularly by Jian Anning’s appearance.
Especially Director Li, who had originally been most worried that Yu Zexiao wouldn’t heed his advice to move over for closed-set filming. It was only after Jian Anning stepped in and persuaded Yu Zexiao, promising an earlier completion and relief.
Moreover, Yu Zexiao had covered the entire crew’s stay at the Hot Spring Villa for a day, and that was no small sum! Saving such a significant cost, he also felt a huge sense of relief.
At this moment, seeing Yu Zexiao arrive, he wore a beaming smile, but was taken aback when he saw the ethereal Jian Anning.
Jian Anning’s appearance, half inherited from her father Ma Xinyu, was very dignified. Since the countenance is shaped by the heart, normally, her demeanor naturally leaned more toward her father’s.
However, her other half bore resemblance to her mother Jian Panying. Jian Panying was very beautiful, so her two daughters, Jian Anning and Cheng Tingting, both had attractive features. It was only because Anning usually did not dress up that she seemed so much plainer compared to her sister Tingting, who was flamboyant and alluring.
But with just a bit of effort, especially now that she was nourished by love, she was like a bud that had finally blossomed into a bright flower. At least, her radiant complexion could not be fully concealed.
—In stark contrast to Jiang Xuanqi at her side, who had sneaked away for a liaison with Young Master Liu the previous night and had spent the entire day filming today, it was like comparing heaven and earth.