The first thing we did as fake lovers was showcase our affection in the underground parking lot of his house.

　　Given the wide variety of opinions on the internet after the official announcement, including professional teams analyzing Fang Yanliang's first official announcement, Pan Zhou decided to let the paparazzi know.

　　 All Fang Yanliang and I need to do is act like a couple in love and take a few intimate photos.

　　On that day, Fang Yanliang came to pick me up at my house.

　　He wore a black duck tongue hat, a pure white t-shirt, and light-colored jeans.

　　The simple outfit complemented his perfect figure, giving off a sense of simplicity and elegance.

　　I adjusted my t-shirt skirt and asked, "Is this okay?" Pan Zhou had instructed me to dress casually, without needing to make an effort.

　　He looked at me for a few seconds and briefly commented, "Very beautiful." I shyly pursed my lips and followed him into the car.

　　The car sped towards Fang Yanliang's house.

　　I was nervous the whole way, and my nervousness reached its peak when we arrived at the parking lot.

　　I was even hesitant to get out of the car.

　　Fang Yanliang's dry and gentle hand suddenly patted the hand resting on my knee.

　　He said, "You're just coming to my house as a guest, don't think too much." I nodded heavily.

　　After getting out of the car, I leaned against the side of the car and waited for Fang Yanliang to retrieve the ingredients from the trunk.

　　This was also a prop prepared in advance, to make the photos appear more natural.

　　Fang Yanliang walked to me with a bag in one hand and stared at me for a few seconds before sighing, "Why aren't you wearing a mask?" As he said that, he pulled the hat he had been wearing on his head and put it on mine.

　　In that instant, the hat, infused with his warmth and scent, encircled my head, making me feel a little dizzy.

　　He held my hand and whispered, "I've already used the mask, so I won't give it to you." I let him lead me forward, my head still spinning.

　　Is this starting now? How did he get into character so quickly? But he really knows how to act, truly deserving of all those awards he has won.

　　How did the female stars acting alongside him resist falling for him? It's only been a short while, and I feel like I'm about to burst into flames.

　　I completely forgot that I needed to act, and I stumbled along with Fang Yanliang.

　　Suddenly, he stopped and placed the bag he was carrying on the ground, then crouched down in front of me.

　　Panicked, I lowered my head and saw that he was already kneeling on one knee, bending his neck to help me tie my loose shoelaces.

　　The parking lot was eerily quiet, and I could almost hear the sound of a camera shutter going off frantically.

　　I thought, my shoelaces were perfectly timed to come undone.

　　After tying my shoelaces, Fang Yanliang stood up without diverting his gaze, and with his eyes bent, he smiled at me and said, "You're just like a child, luckily you didn't fall." I covered my pounding heart.

　　The unbearable journey finally came to an end as I followed Fang Yanliang into his house.

　　It truly felt like being a guest, as Fang Yanliang brought the ingredients to the kitchen and said he would treat me to a meal before sending me home.

　　I guess this was to prolong the time, because if we were to leave immediately after entering the house, it would seem too staged.

　　Even if this was a performance, it would be easier to see through.

　　Fang Yanliang took care of the cooking, and all I had to do was watch him busily at work.

　　Fang Yanliang in the kitchen had a different charm, and as I looked at this man, I thought to myself, I might never be able to get out of this pit in my entire life.

　　I decided to take the initiative as my best friend had suggested, and I asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?" He replied, "No."

　　"And I want to add, 'But I have someone I like.'" In that instant, the small flame that had just ignited in me was suddenly extinguished halfway.

　　I accompanied Fang Yanliang to finish the meal in a mixed atmosphere of sorrow and joy.

　　On the way, he received a phone call and then told me some news that was neither good nor bad.

　　He said, "There are media from another outlet waiting downstairs.

　　You may need to stay at my place for the night." I instantly understood what he meant.

　　If I left in a little while and was reported by other media outlets, this controversial relationship might be pushed into the spotlight again.

　　After all, couples in the honeymoon phase don't usually spend the night apart.

　　He said, "If you don't want to, you don't have to stay." "I'll stay." I looked at him and said firmly, "I'll stay."