After lunch, the afternoon shoot resumed.

Kai spent some time alone with Dianne in the dressing room, strictly forbidding anyone from disturbing them.

No one knew what Kai said to Dianne, but when they returned to the set, their energy had completely transformed.

Their chemistry in front of the camera was undeniable—every move, every glance between them radiated harmony. The air seemed filled with pink bubbles of romance, sweet enough to give anyone a toothache.

The director, watching from behind the monitor, was overjoyed.

Chelsea, perched on a small stool with her chin resting on her hands, was fully immersed in the live “CP content,” grinning like a cat.

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