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Chapter 72: Filming Ends After 33 Days of Heartbreak

"It's getting late, and we have filming tomorrow, so let's call it a day."

Fu Yibai stood up, and Cai Yinong followed suit.

The two walked out of the private room, crossed the courtyard, and were greeted by a cool night breeze.

Cai Yinong stood at the door, adjusted her trench coat, and turned to look at him.

"Director Fu, thank you so much for today."

"Come sit at Tangren sometime when you have time. You should also check out the 'Chinese Paladin' project; after all, they're a big investor."

"it is good."

Watching Fu Yibai get into the car and disappear into the night, Cai Yinong sighed softly.

He handled the subtle probing attempts made in the private room flawlessly.

It's not that I don't understand, it's that I don't want to answer.

A 34-year-old woman should have this much insight.

But the more this happened, the stronger that inexplicable emotion became.

Young, rich, handsome, composed, and so talented that he attracts the attention of the entire circle—which woman wouldn't be attracted to such a man?

Meanwhile, the black Mercedes drove towards the hotel where the crew of "Love is Not Blind" was staying.

Fu Yibai leaned back in the seat, tapping his fingers lightly on his knees, reviewing the conversation from the evening in his mind.

He could certainly tell that Cai Yinong was testing him.

But he really had no interest in Tsai Yinong.

The other person's appearance and figure were only average, which was quite unappealing to him, a man who had tasted the finest delicacies.

At the same time, the other party, as the CEO of a film and television company, is also too assertive and shrewd in personality, and always carries a businessman's calculations in everything he does.

Being allies is fine, but anything deeper is out of the question.

As soon as Fu Yibai entered the hotel lobby after parking the car, his phone vibrated.

It's a text message from Fan Binbin.

"Are you coming back tonight? The room door isn't locked."

He glanced at the time; it was 11:40 p.m.

The elevator went up, and the corridor was quiet.

Pushing open the door, warm yellow light shines from the entryway, and the air is filled with the scent of shower gel and a faint, alluring fragrance of a woman.

Fan Binbin, wearing his familiar silk nightgown, nestled on the sofa, flipping through a script.

Hearing the door open, she looked up and glanced at his face.

You're back!

"Didn't President Cai kidnap you?"

"If you kidnap someone, who will make movies for you?"

Fu Yibai took off his coat and casually draped it over the back of the chair before walking to the sofa.

Fan Binbin put down the script, reached out and put her arm around his waist, pressed her face against his lower abdomen, and said in a muffled voice.

"The way she's looking at you is weird."

"Um."

"You just said 'hmm'?"

"So what do you want me to say?"

Fan Binbin looked up, her watery eyes fixed on him, and suddenly smiled.

"That's true, nothing compares to..."

Before she could finish speaking, her hands were already getting restless.

Fu Yibai bent down and scooped her up from the sofa.

"Not as good as what?"

"How about..."

Fan Binbin hooked her arm around his neck, leaned close to his ear, and breathed hot air onto his earlobe.

"Let's do it."

As night deepened, the hotel lights were turned off one by one.

On April 2nd, after 33 days of filming, "Love is Not Blind" officially wrapped up.

The wrap party was held in the multi-functional hall of the hotel where the film crew was staying.

Without much formality, Fu Yibai raised his glass to thank all the cast and crew for their hard work, and then handed the time over to everyone.

The wrap party lasted until 10 p.m.

When Fan Binbin entered Fu Yibai's room, her face was still flushed.

She kicked off her high heels, plopped down on the bed, buried her face in the pillow, and muttered to herself.

"Finally finished filming..."

Fu Yibai took off his coat, sat down next to her, and placed his hand naturally on her back.

"tired?"

"worn out."

Fan Binbin lay on the bed, his face buried in the pillow, and mumbled his feelings about the wrap-up of filming.

Fu Yibai gently stroked her back with his palm, feeling the warmth of her skin through her silk nightgown.

"What's the plan next?" he asked.

"I'll rest for two days, and then I have a few endorsement shoots to do."

Fan Binbin turned over and looked up at him.

When will "Painted Skin" be released?

I've been thinking about it ever since you said that at the celebration party.

"What's the rush?"

Fu Yibai's fingers brushed around a strand of her long hair.

"A film of this scale requires at least six months of pre-production preparation."

The script needs polishing, the team needs assembling, the special effects company needs to be contacted, and the actors need to be carefully selected.

"That female lead..."

"It depends on your performance."

Fan Binbin's eyes crinkled into a smile as she reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, pulling him down.

"Then I'd better do my best..."

The words disappeared into the mingled breaths.

In the dead of night, Fan Binbin had already fallen into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Fu Yibai left the hotel and went directly to the airport instead of going to the company.

The flight is at 11 o'clock, bound for Chongqing.

There's no rush with the post-production of "Thirty-Three Days." "The Nameless" is being filmed there. I didn't go when filming started, but now that I have time, I'll go check it out.

At 3 p.m., Fu Yibai walked out of Chongqing Jiangbei Airport.

The driver who came to pick me up was sent by the film crew; it was an ordinary Buick minivan, inconspicuous and low-key.

The car drove into Chongqing city and along Binjiang Road for half an hour before finally stopping in front of an old residential building in the Nan'an District.

The filming location for "The Unknown" is right here.

This is a typical old city area of ​​Chongqing, with buildings built on the mountainside, steep staircases, and narrow alleys.

Electrical wires hung haphazardly overhead, and the walls bore various small marks and the mottled traces of time.

When Fu Yibai got out of the car, Ning Hao was watching from behind the monitor, his brows furrowed.

"Card!"

He shouted, then stood up and gestured something to the actors in the room.

Fu Yibai didn't disturb them, and just stood on the outside watching.

The monitor was replaying the footage from earlier—Zeng Li was sitting in a wheelchair, and Huang Bo was squatting in front of her, the two of them acting out the confrontation scene on the rooftop.

"Okay, this one's approved!"

Ning Hao's voice was filled with excitement.

"Get ready for the next one!"

The staff got busy adjusting the camera positions and lighting.

Zeng Li was pushed away from the camera's view by her assistant, her face still carrying the lingering feeling of her character.

She took the water glass, took a sip, and then her gaze inadvertently swept over the edge of the crowd—

She saw Fu Yibai.

The hand holding the water glass paused slightly for a moment, then resumed normal operation.

She didn't go over immediately, but continued drinking water and talking to her assistant, as if she had just seen an ordinary staff member.

Ning Hao jogged over, his face beaming with joy.

"Director Fu! What brings you here? Didn't you say you'd come at the wrap party?"

"Just passing by, thought I'd take a look."

Fu Yibai withdrew his gaze and looked at Ning Hao.

"How's the filming going?"

"Smooth sailing! It went so smoothly!"

Although Ning Hao is not a quick shooter, "The Nameless" started filming two days earlier than "Love is Not Blind," and the filming progress was already nearing completion.

Because of Fu Yibai's arrival, today's filming session ended early.