For an entire month, Mr. A had truly not shown up again. Feng Guang felt a sense of relief, but she couldn’t help being puzzled by An Yi. She had no idea how he had managed to drive that man away, and An Yi had no intention of telling her.
Not that she had much time to dwell on such supernatural matters. With Mr. A’s departure, the film crew could finally resume shooting. Since the scheduled start date had been delayed multiple times, they had no choice but to speed up production.
Yu Shu, after a simple treatment, returned to the set. When he saw Feng Guang again—and An Yi by her side—he let out a long “Oh~,” his trailing tone carrying an air of ambiguous meaning.
As he walked closer to Feng Guang, he leaned in slightly and said in a voice only they could hear, “So the boyfriend you mentioned is this guy? But… he looks even more dangerous than the man in black.”
Feng Guang was still stuck trying to figure out what Yu Shu meant when he walked away with his usual carefree charm. She scratched her chin in confusion. At first, she had thought Yu Shu was just a melancholic prince type, but now she was starting to feel like he was the one who truly held the script to this story.
Two months later, Phantom of the Ancient City wrapped up filming and moved into an intense post-production phase. Feng Guang didn’t get much time to rest since the film’s promotional campaign kicked off immediately. Their first stop was at the Starsea Tower in A City.
Starsea Tower was the tallest building in A City. Rumor had it that from the top floor, through the glass ceiling, one could see the brightest stars in the sky. Unfortunately, since its construction, the top floor has never been open to the public. No one knew who owned the tower, nor who was qualified to step onto the floor with the best view.
Yet somehow, Qiu Liang managed to arrange for the film crew to enter the tower, even gaining access to the fabled top floor. Invitations were sent to a select few reporters, allowing only a small group to attend the press conference there.
At that moment, Feng Guang stood in a room, her expression resolute. “An Yi, get out.”
An Yi’s calm tone carried a trace of pleading. “I promise I won’t bother you… Feng Guang, don’t make me leave.”
“I’m not trying to kick you out… but how am I supposed to change clothes if you’re still here?” She was on the verge of stomping her feet. His hurt expression made it look like she had bullied him, and anyone watching would probably think so!
“I’ve already memorized every detail of your body. Seeing it again won’t make a difference.”
Her face turned beet red. “An Yi! Get out!”
“I—”
“Wait for me outside!” Before he could say another word, she shoved him out the door and slammed it shut with finality.
Feng Guang touched her burning cheeks, muttering to herself about how shameless An Yi was becoming. She walked back to the bed and began changing into the red dress that Qiu Liang had sent over.
The sleeveless, above-the-knee princess dress fit her perfectly, accentuating her flawless figure. The fiery red fabric made her skin look even fairer, exuding an irresistible allure.
Though the design seemed simple at first glance, the embroidered baby’s breath along the waist added an extra touch of exquisite elegance.
As she was about to put on her shoes, she suddenly froze.
Wait a minute… baby’s breath?
Lucien On ABRWF Chapter 34.1