Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

"Cut!"

Director Murong frowned. "Yin, you are not giving the right expressions!"

"My apologies, Director. I will do it correctly in the next take."

And so he did much to everybody's relief. The shooting wrapped up for a break and he headed to his vanity.

A minute later, his manager, Qiao Kang stepped in and closed the door behind him. "Yin, are you alright?"

"Why? What's the problem?"

"You had some bad takes."

He was irked. "So? It wasn't like I wasted everybody's entire day."

He combed through his hair frustrated. "Yin, there is not much time left for the shooting to end. We are almost there. So can we please get there already?"

Yin threw him a glare. "Do you think I am doing this on purpose!? It's Chyou who rejected me! She…she said she needs some more time."

He bit his lip hard until it threatened to bleed. "I sincerely apologized to her. Even so…what more does she want? So what if I got a little angry? Any boyfriend would have in my situation!"

Qiao Kang gritted his teeth. "Throw your ego away for some time Yin! The situation is already delicate and you know it too. Don't message it up even more! Don't forget why you asked Zhu Chyou for a patch up in the first place…" his eyes narrowed.

Yin stiffened.

"Yes. I believe you remember now. So stay cool and be the caring and understanding boyfriend you ought to be, okay?"

"...Fine."

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A message chimed on his phone and it was a reminder of his appointment with the doctor for his rehabilitation treatment. He scoffed and deleted the reminder.

I am fucking tired now…

A knock was heard at the door and Qiao Kang left to open it. His brow twitched hard and his gaze darkened. "What are you doing here? I was pretty clear not to appear anywhere around Yin, didn't I?"

—

As the shooting for the movie was in progress so did the shooting for the commercial which now finally came to an end.

Yating and Chyou, both, gave flawless takes after much trials and tribulations, especially for Yating. It was as if he just swam through a sea of fire.

I seriously respect all the actors out there. How can they maintain their form and expressions so easily?

Though the shooting for the commercial was tiring and exhausting, he couldn't help but feel melancholic. It had become a part of his routine to come to the set after his work at Dream High. He was used to meeting all the people working here.

He had gotten used to working with Chyou.

His eyelashes faintly trembled at that. The commercial shooting was the only reason left to see Chyou despite their last conversation where they had ended things. But he didn't have any reason anymore…

He felt a tap on his shoulder and he opened his eyes to see the director blinking at him.

"What are you doing here? Get ready for the shots."

"Shots?"

"Pictures. You and Chyou need to click some pictures together. Those will be published in the magazines and other articles for your project. Get back to your vanity and get ready. Your makeup artist is already there."

"Oh…okay."

Was this supposed to be there too?

He didn't mind. Somewhere in his heart, he felt elated about the extension even if it was for a short time.

After changing into a new suit with the new touch up done, he headed out towards the shooting area. Ten minutes later, the sound of heels clicked against the floor and he looked up.

He felt his breaths stop so abruptly as if he was getting a heart attack. Chyou stood before the crowd, donned in a beautiful royal blue gown that flowed freely down from her waist. Her hair was parted towards the left, revealing her slender and fair right side of her neck. The off-shoulder blouse highlighted her flawless skin even further as if it was shining under the light.

A silver pendant hung from her neck.

Yating's gaze was transfixed at her as if everything else around him had become meaningless. He couldn't tear his eyes off her no matter how much he tried to. It remained on her as if time had stopped.

"Great that Chyou is here! Shall we start? Chyou? Are you listening to me?"

"Y-Yes!"

"Why is your face so red? Did your makeup artist apply too much blush on your cheeks?"

Her brow twitched. "It's not a problem with the blush. It's normal…A-anyway I am ready!"

"Good!"

Yating and Chyou took their positions and the director nodded. "Now come closer."

They did so.

"A little more."

Yating coughed. "We are already close enough-"

He glared at him. "Are you the director or me? Do you know about camera poses or me?"

"..."

"I am sorry."

"Apology accepted! So get to work. Hm good. Now wrap your arm behind her back."

"..."

Even Chyou's brow twitched at that. But she was an actor. She had to be professional. She slightly turned to his side. Yating cleared his throat and stepped a bit closer. His hand was slightly shaking as it brushed across her slender waist.

He felt his throat go dry.

But it went too dry and he asked, a little breathless, "Sorry, I want some water…"

"Oof! Quickly, quickly! And here the position was so right," he complained.

Yating gulped two glasses of water. He could feel his heart pounding hard in his chest.

Shit! Calm down Yating! It's just some pictures now. The shooting is already done. Just some more time…

Some assistants in the background couldn't help but giggle. Yating didn't want them to have any wrong idea so he quickly headed back.

"Sorry…"

"No problem," Chyou smiled.

"Now back to holding her waist!"

His mouth twitched.

I heard you the first time itself. There is no need to be so enthusiastic…

Yating took a deep breath and closed the distance between them. His arm circled her waist while his gaze was fixed at Chyou.

"Good, good. Now pull her towards you."

"..."