MasukAdeline didn’t barge into the restaurant angrily from outside, and dinner went smoothly—until a minor incident unfolded on their way home.
As Wendy stepped out of the restaurant and was about to hail a cab, Asher suddenly called out to her, “Do you have the keys?”
“My dad’s leaving on a business trip tomorrow. He said he’d lend me his keys, but only when we get back tonight.”
Though they had exited the restaurant one after the other, the two naturally stood a meter apart outside. Wendy shook her head and edged closer to Asher, countering, “Don’t you have keys?”
“In my bag. In the car.” Asher shoved his hands into his pockets, his reply clipped.
His keys were in his training bag, which was in the trunk of the car—now driven off by Sam Wu. Wendy sighed, lowering her phone. Without keys, they couldn’t get in, so returning now would be pointless.
During dinner, Sam Wu had messaged Wendy, saying he’d be waiting at the hospital for Simone and migh
The afternoon shoot went smoothly immediately after the change of personnel.Asher only needed to look at the lines a few times before he could deliver them without the script, and he passed his on-camera takes in just three attempts. Grant watched from the side, his brow unconsciously furrowing again."They said it was to give me time to prepare," Grant muttered. "But somehow I feel even more pressure."The shoot started at 1:30 PM. Asher's changing, makeup, styling, line memorization, and filming combined took only an hour. Just as everyone thought they could wrap up early today, Grant once again shattered everyone's hopes.The key light was aimed at Grant, making the surroundings of the studio appear darker by contrast. Wendy stood towards the back, separated from Asher by several people.Despite this, she still felt a gaze occasionally falling on her.Wendy did her best to ignore it, but Asher's presence was just too...Wendy turned her head to
In the studio, Grant was filming while wearing TAL's white eco-friendly short-sleeved shirt.In front of the green screen, the man looked seriously at the camera: "Forests are being over-logged, animal habitats—"Grant's expression suddenly relaxed; he faltered again."Sorry, let me look at the lines again... animal habitats are being severely destroyed. Let's not allow more human-made tragedies in the nature we all share. When the sun rises, they, like us, long to greet the dawn of a new day, not the cold bodies of their own kind."Wendy closed the door very softly. Just as it was about to shut completely, it was pushed open from the outside. This time, the person opening it was cautious. Knowing it was Asher, Wendy immediately let go of the doorknob and walked quickly away."...severely destroyed, and then, let's not allow our survival... sorry." Grant scratched his head sheepishly.Wendy watched Grant's filming for a while from the side and rea
Wendy didn't join the subsequent conversation, going off by herself instead to check the props and set.All crew members had gathered at the studio by 8:30. At ten o'clock, the first player to arrive was Grant Holland, though he wasn't late. There was still preparatory work before filming, and players could arrive by 10:30.Helen, the project lead, looked at Wendy. "Wendy, go get the printed lines for me."Helen had Grant try reading the ad copy once, but it didn't seem quite right. The players had rough voices, and the usual promotional phrases felt awkward coming from them. Within a dozen minutes, the copy was revised and reprinted."Okay," Wendy agreed, turning and hurrying towards the door.Just as Wendy was about to grab the doorknob, the door was pushed open from the outside. Unable to stop her momentum, she plunged into the strong chest of the person entering."Sorry, I'm in a hurry—"Wendy looked up. The moment she saw w
In truth, she didn't just stick to the cheapest set meals for breakfast and lunch; her dinners didn't vary much either. Well, there was some variation. Since she usually got home around seven after work, she didn't have time to buy groceries and cook. Instead, she would buy "surprise bags" of leftover food from restaurants near her apartment. The dinner she got each day was always different.Oh, right, one day she managed to snag a surprise bag from a very famous French restaurant downtown. She even took an extra subway transfer specifically to pick it up. Just as she stepped out of the station, waiting at a crowded intersection for the light to change, she saw a giant billboard on the building across the street. It was a poster of the New York Suns' star quarterback, Asher Voss, wearing sunglasses.The ad made him look incredibly handsome and cool. Of course, he was naturally charming, but the advertisers really knew how to pick their model. He wore a black leather jacket, sunglasses
At 8:30 AM on Wednesday, the wind chime hanging by the coffee shop door jingled as someone pushed the door open.The barista with deep brown curly hair looked up, saw a pretty Asian girl walking towards her, and immediately smiled."Good morning. The usual?"The barista remembered the girl well. She had first come to the shop two weeks ago, ordering a plain bagel and an iced Americano. She probably worked nearby, because she had been seen every weekday morning since, always ordering the same breakfast.And her phone case was adorable, featuring a cartoon of a cat and a dog snuggled together.People who love animals can't be bad."Yes," Wendy nodded with a smile, leaning against the counter and initiating small talk. "The weather is really nice today.""It is. Perfect for sunbathing in the park. Here's your coffee and bagel.""Thank you."Wendy took her breakfast and walked out of the café. In the late June morning, the sunlight was already glaring. She hurried to the crosswalk and wai
Asher thought she would definitely blush, call for him to get out of her room, and demand to know why he was sleeping in her bed. She would do that, he knew.Even though she would quickly realize it was she who had entered the wrong room.He didn't want that to happen. So, wake her now?After his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Asher could gradually make out Wendy's face. She was sleeping deeply, her posture beautiful and quiet, her pink lips slightly parted, exhaling warm breath softly.He was in no state to resist this temptation right now.No amount of willpower would help him tonight.Asher shifted his gaze uncomfortably. Or, should he go sleep in Wendy's room now?Just as he hesitated and turned over, a pair of slender, soft arms crept onto his body. The girl hugged him as naturally as could be, her fair cheek gently nuzzling against his chest muscles, seemingly quite satisfied with him, and she snuggled closer.Asher's breath hitched, a jolt of electricity shooting through him.H







