Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 253 Both Bujin and Weijin are your little dogs, don't be biased.

The filming process of "Dimensional Edge" was quite tight. In order to pursue a more perfect shot effect, the entire crew was working on the details. Yan Zhuoyu, as the lead actress, set an example by taking the initiative to ask to reshoot those scenes that were slightly weaker in performance. She devoted herself to filming during the day and meticulously reviewed her performance at night.

She continued this routine of going between home, work, and home until one morning when she went out and saw that the forsythia outside had already withered. Only then did she belatedly realize that it was already April, and in three days it would be the Qingming Festival.

Every year during the Qingming Festival, a light drizzle falls, and this year is no exception.

On this day, flower shops receive a surge in orders.

Sister Liuye was busy wrapping bouquets of daisies with her shop assistants when she heard the doorbell ring. She quickly wiped the water droplets off her hands and went to greet the doorbell.

Yan Zhuoyu stood at the front desk, smiling at her: "Good morning, Sister Liuye."

"Good morning."

Sister Liu Ye was not surprised to see Yan Zhuoyu. This little girl would personally come to choose a bouquet of flowers for her mother every year during the Qingming Festival.

She pointed to the already wrapped bouquet on the table and said, "Miss Yan, would you like a bouquet of white roses again this year? It's already prepared for you."

Yan Zhuoyu looked in the direction she was pointing and said, "Sister Liuye, you can just call me by my name. I've been buying flowers from you for so many years, why are you still so polite?"

Liu Ye said, "Let's keep things separate. When we were doing business, you were the customer, so it was only right that I called you Miss Yan. But when we chat in private, don't I always call you Zhuoyu?"

Yan Zhuoyu smiled and nodded, without saying anything more.

Everyone has their own way of doing business, and if too much personal emotion is mixed into business dealings, it is easy for things to go wrong.

Yan Zhuoyu walked over and gently touched the petals of the white roses, which still had water droplets on them. The entire bouquet was wrapped in a simple and elegant style.

She looked up and asked, "Sister Liuye, do you still have any white roses? Please wrap another bouquet for me. My husband came with me today; he's gone to find a parking spot and will be back in a bit."

Sister Liu was taken aback for a moment, but quickly recovered and agreed with relief and enthusiasm: "Okay, no problem, I'll definitely wrap them up beautifully for you."

Her relief stemmed not from the fact that the girl she had watched grow up had found a good home, but from the unconscious smile of happiness that radiated from Yan Zhuoyu's face when she spoke of her lover.

While Sister Liu was wrapping bouquets, Yan Zhuoyu chatted with her.

Not long after, Pei Weijin came in.

After entering the store, he quickly walked to Yan Zhuoyu's side, intertwined his fingers with hers, and then politely nodded to Sister Liu Ye.

Liu Ye was a straightforward person and worked quickly. She put two bouquets of white roses on their trunk and watched them leave with a smile.

One bouquet of white roses was given to Yan Zhuoyu's mother, Jiang Yuelin, and the other to her grandmother's daughter, Jiang Xuan.

After refilling the lamp oil at Qingyun Taoist Temple and descending the mountain, it was already late. Yan Zhuoyu and Pei Weijin went to Yunwan Garden together.

The puppy's ashes are buried in the small garden.

Yan Zhuoyu sat on the piled flower bed bricks, took out a handful of foxtail grass seeds from the bag, and scattered them evenly on the open ground.

When the spring breeze blows next year, this place will be covered with fluffy foxtail grass. That way, even when no one comes, the little dog will not feel lonely.

Pei Weijin bent down, placed the baseball covered in teeth marks in front of the tombstone, stroked Yan Zhuoyu's hair, looked at the small bone-shaped tombstone with a smile, and said, "I've found your mother, and your favorite toy is back too."

Yan Zhuoyu turned around, brushed his hand away, and teased, "Are you sure this baseball isn't Wei Jin's favorite, but Wei Jin's favorite?"

Pei Weijin touched her earlobe with his fingertips again, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

"You're the one I love most."

“But I’m not a toy.” Yan Zhuoyu deliberately made things difficult for him.

She looked down at the baseball again, feeling that something was off.

The baseball looks new, and the teeth marks on it look like they were copied. The yellowed surface looks like it was intentionally aged.

She asked directly, "So you're going to give your beloved toy a fake one?"

Pei Weijin innocently retorted, "Both Bujin and Weijin are your little dogs, don't be biased."

Yan Zhuoyu scolded him: "A father should treat his children equally, okay? You're trying to drink the whole bowl of water."

Pei Weijin retorted confidently, "This baseball is more expensive, and the materials are better than the one you gave me. I can keep the broken one."

Yan Zhuoyu crossed her arms, stared at him with half-closed eyes for a while, then smiled and poked his chest with her finger: "Is this right, Pei Weijin?"

Pei Weijin lowered his head and kissed her, trying to get away with it.

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The movie "Sword Chant" has finally been scheduled for release during the May Day holiday.

Before the film's release, Yan Zhuoyu and the crew participated in numerous promotional activities. The film's box office performance directly affected everyone's interests, so everyone put in extra effort in promotion. Whether it was appearing on variety shows or interacting with viewers through online live streams, they successfully attracted a lot of attention.

This is why "Sword Chant" garnered an astonishing 4.6 million yuan at the box office on its opening day, which is undoubtedly a phenomenal hit for a niche martial arts film.

Seeing the impressive box office performance on the first day, Fu Zhuchen even convened a small meeting with the lead actors to discuss the upcoming promotional strategy.

In the evening, Yan Zhuoyu returned to her hotel after finishing filming. While taking a bath, she looked through photos from the filming of "Sword Chant" and planned to post a few more on Weibo to promote the show.

After posting on Weibo, she received a message from Pei Weijin.

[Jin: Honey, are you still busy?]

Yan Zhuoyu thought for a moment and instead of replying in text, she made a video call directly.

She leaned against the edge of the bathtub, holding her phone in one hand. The camera lens was blurred by the steam, making the image hazy.

Just as Yan Zhuoyu picked up a tissue to wipe the lens, the phone call connected.

On the other side of the camera, Pei Weijin appears to be sitting on the bed in the bedroom, all alone in the empty room.

He was holding two movie tickets in his hand and was about to speak when all he saw was a blurry flesh-colored blur.

To be precise, the content wasn't actually that revealing; nothing that shouldn't have been shown was shown. However, for Xiao Pei, whom they hadn't seen for almost ten days, it was indeed a bit too much.

Pei Weijin cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Baby, raise the camera a little."

Yan Zhuoyu had just finished wiping the lens, and this time the person in the lens had snow-white skin, which was crystal clear.

She threw the wet wipe into the trash can, and the camera panned up to reveal her watery eyes, which were full of a teasing smile.

"What's wrong, honey? You usually love them so much, how come you've become so distant after just a few days?"