Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

The director frowned. "What is wrong? Pull her closer? How can we click a picture of you so far away?"

Yating looked away for a moment, trying to calm his racing heart. He glanced at Chyou to gauge her comfort level. But he couldn't judge anything as only professionalism leaked through her aura.

Damn it. Only I am getting affected like some high schooler here. It's just a picture.

"Chyou, if you don't mind…"

"Oh yes, yes. If the director is saying so," she nodded.

Yating envied Chyou's calmness.

Actors are always so poised and elegant…

Chyou wasn't so poised and elegant. The story on her face and in her heart were two totally different matters.

Whaaaaaaaat? We were supposed to click pictures like these too?

Even though she knew about today's shoot, it still came as a shocker to her. To add onto that, there wasn't anything too mind-boggling of their position they were in. As an actor, she had acted intimately with male actors before. It was a part and parcel of the career she was in.

However right now, she couldn't think of this as a simple part and parcel of her career. He held her waist and that bubbled a strange sensation in her chest. She acted unaffected outside but inside, a whole fleet of fireworks was bursting.

What the hell is wrong with me?

"Chyou, if you don't mind…"

"Oh yes yes."

He slightly dug his fingers in her waist and gently jerked her closer to hug him. She awkwardly shifted a bit. Suddenly, her right profile in close contact to Yating's body felt extraordinarily warmer.

"Good, good! Now Chyou."

"Yes!" She stood in attention.

"Now you lift your right hand and place it on his shoulder."

"O-okay."

"And look into his eyes."

Why does that part feel more difficult than anything else?

Chyou held her breath and gradually lifted her gaze that met his eyes. She wanted to swallow a gulp but couldn't. She stiffened for a reason she couldn't understand either.

"Are you alright?" His voice that came out as a whisper made her jolt further.

"Yes," she replied while trying her hardest to hold eye contact.

His black eyes reminded her of the fireworks festival. It was this similar gaze that stared right through her with emotions she hadn't expected to see. Her gaze automatically lowered, earning a scolding from the director.

"At Yating, Chyou, at Yating. Look at Yating. Don't tear your gaze off him. You have to look at him."

It was like a punch to her heart.

I-I know!

She looked back at him with a smile, completely blanking her mind out.

Yes, that's right. Don't think of anything. Don't think of anything.

The camera lights flashed at them as they stared into each other's eyes. Even amidst those blinding lights, the only face that he could clearly see was Chyou's. Her beauty and elegance that shone through everything felt like a deep place of solace.

Both met each other's irises as if they had a lot to say but at the same time, nothing to say at all.

Chyou didn't show but her hand holding his shoulder was slightly shaking. Her fingers mildly trembled as they touched the fabric of his coat.

It was his black orbs that continued to cause a whirlwind of emotions within her chest. It affected her further as she knew something was gravely wrong.

She took some time to have space and time to think about what recently happened between her and Yin. There was a lot to process especially when it came to Yin's changed behavior.

But even so, they hadn't broken up. So there was no excuse or reason for her to feel something so outrageous when Yating was holding her in his arms. The confusing and puzzling feelings only intensified the guilt within her heart.

She didn't wish to take things anywhere where questions would arise about her feelings for Yin. After all, they were already being questioned by Yin to her dismay.

As the shoot finally got over, the director nodded to himself pleased. "It's done. These are some great pictures! I don't think it even needs editing. You two look so natural."

Yating and Chyou quickly withdrew from their pose and made some distance. He adjusted his tie as he took a deep breath.

It's over…

Chyou, too, clasped her hands together, feeling relieved.

The director patted on Yating's shoulder and grinned. "The shooting went so smoothly, didn't it?"

He smiled but something painful tugged at his chest too. He had no more reason left to come here. It was back to his life as Dream High's editor.

"Indeed. It was great working with you and the staff here. I learned a lot."

"Hm? Why are you talking as if you are saying goodbye? You are in such a hurry to leave?"

"Because the shoot is over?"

The director blinked. "Yes. The shoot is over. The first shoot is over."

Chyou furrowed her brows. "What do you mean first?"

"There are two more left."

The duo stared at him blankly.

The director frowned. "What? Why are you looking at me like a bunch of confused school kids who are shocked to see their exam paper they didn't study for?"

"..."

Yating said, "It's indeed like that. Wasn't it supposed to be one commercial ad?"

"No. There were supposed to be three. What your fathers decided was that we would shoot three commercial ads and choose the best out of three for their branding. Obviously, the other two wouldn't go to waste either. We would edit and use them for other marketing purposes."

They gave even a more of a blank look.

When was this decided?

Chyou churned her memory back to remember if she had talked to Xiaosi about this but she couldn't.

"So…we have to shoot for two more commercials?"

"Yes with different scripts~ So buckle up. We have a long way ahead."

He merrily whistled and left, leaving the two alone with a million questions and cofused feelings in their hearts.