"Honey, you’re back!" As soon as the muscular man returned to the theater and sat down, his girlfriend placed her smelly feet on his lap. "Did you give that guy a good beating?" she asked. Her boyfriend had fought for her several times and had never lost. "Get your stinky feet off me!" But to her utter shock, her boyfriend slapped her feet away and put her shoes back on. He even scolded her, "From now on, mind your manners in public! And you will wash my feet for me every day!" The woman blinked in confusion. Is this the same boyfriend who dotes on me so much? Don’t tell me he lost the fight. Did that scrawny guy actually teach him a lesson? Ye Qianqian and Su Zimo were also stunned. Didn’t Su Xuan say he wouldn’t fight and would just talk about public etiquette? Could a lecture on etiquette make this muscular man so docile and obedient? The surrounding people were equally taken aback by the scene. One by one, their gazes fell upon Su Xuan. Su Xuan simply raised his hand, signaling for everyone to focus on the movie. But the muscular man misunderstood the gesture. He thought Su Xuan was telling him to make good on his promise. He immediately took a deep breath, bent over, and stuck his tongue out toward Su Xuan’s shoes. He licked Su Xuan’s shoes like a groveling dog. This left everyone utterly gobsmacked. One person, mouth agape, even forgot about the popcorn he was chewing, and it tumbled out onto the floor. Su Xuan himself was a bit stunned. This guy is actually a man of his word! To be honest, I never really expected him to lick my shoes. All I wanted was for him to behave and not disturb everyone else. "Buddy, how was my licking?" the muscular man asked after he had finished, even wiping the shoes dry with his hand. His service was nothing if not thorough. Su Xuan chided him like a child, "Hurry up and watch the movie!" As if granted a royal pardon, the man immediately sat bolt upright and fixed his eyes on the screen, not daring to make another sound. He even occasionally scanned his surroundings, ready to have a firm word with anyone who might dare disturb Su Xuan. The film finally reached the scene where Su Xuan appeared. Driving a herd of cattle, he crashed into an enemy stronghold. When an enemy soldier tried to kill him, Su Xuan pulled out a grenade and took them both out in a mutual demise. The scene was shockingly realistic, especially the part where the soldier was blown away. Afterward, an actress ran over and collapsed onto Su Xuan’s body. Crying, she gently wiped the dirt from his face, revealing his divinely handsome features. "Wow, he’s so handsome!" "I call dibs on that cowherd!" "I’d herd cows with him for a lifetime!" "He’s such a great actor! That was so moving!" "I feel like I’ve seen that cowherd somewhere before!" Several pairs of eyes turned toward Su Xuan, and it suddenly clicked—he was the cowherd from the film. Su Zimo also had a flash of insight. No wonder Ye Qianqian said this movie would be a huge surprise. To think Su Xuan was not only in the film but had also acted so well! His scenes were arguably the highlight of the entire movie. The movie continued on screen. "Why did you have to die !" "Didn’t you promise to marry me?" "What am I supposed to do now that you’re gone?" After cleaning Su Xuan’s face, the actress began kissing it nonstop. The scene tugged at the softest string in Su Zimo’s heart, bringing tears to her eyes. Then, the side of justice triumphed. A bright flag fluttered atop the enemy stronghold’s watchtower. A group of people carried Su Xuan’s "corpse" away, walking further and further into the distance as the movie ended... A wave of applause filled the theater. "Let’s go. It’s time for dinner, my treat," Su Xuan said, hastily escaping the theater as soon as the film was over. He led Ye Qianqian and Su Zimo to his car. "Su Xuan, you should have stayed in my theater a little longer," Ye Qianqian pouted. "It would’ve been great for business!" "I can’t believe how professional you are at everything you do," Su Zimo said, still amazed. "It’s truly a surprise." "Haha!" Su Xuan scratched his head and laughed. "I was just helping the crew out. I just winged it, that’s all." He started the car and, on Ye Qianqian’s suggestion, headed toward a nearby restaurant. He’d had no choice but to flee; the audience had started to crowd around him for autographs again, and he found such scenes deeply embarrassing. He decided he wouldn’t be making any more cameos in the future. Just then, his phone rang. It was Shang Lianqing from Tianchou Films. Official source ıs 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽 "Boss! The movie you were in has been released. If you haven’t seen it, I highly recommend you do. The audience response has been phenomenal! It was absolutely the right decision not to cast Bai Yingzhe. Oh, and by the way, our next movie starts filming soon. I’ll be personally overseeing it, so you have to make time to participate!" Shang Lianqing’s voice was electric with excitement. The audience’s reaction had far exceeded his expectations. "We’ll see," Su Xuan replied before hanging up. Soon, they arrived at the restaurant. "Su Xuan, this place has a very artistic vibe," Ye Qianqian explained as they got out of the car. "The owner has great taste. He’s filled the restaurant with works of art, all from famous masters and each one is priceless. Many people come here not just for the food, but also to admire the collection." "Maple Forest at Dusk?" Su Xuan said, looking up at the restaurant’s sign. The name reminded him of a classic poem—something about stopping a carriage to admire a maple grove at dusk, where the frosty leaves were redder than February flowers. This owner certainly has taste. He walked into the restaurant with Ye Qianqian and Su Zimo, taking in the various art pieces displayed on wooden shelves along the walls. "Good evening, sir. We’re quite busy tonight, so there’s a wait. Please take a number," a waiter said, approaching them and handing Su Xuan a paper ticket. "Alright," Su Xuan said, taking the ticket and turning his attention back to the art. Next to each piece was a certificate of authenticity, proving they were genuine. Just then, a man who was also waiting in line called out to Ye Qianqian in surprise. He walked over to her side and whispered, "Qian Qian, what a coincidence. I was just thinking about you, and here you are. How about you finally agree to be my girlfriend?" The man was dressed in a suit and wore glasses, giving him a refined, scholarly appearance. After speaking, he glanced over his shoulder at a long-haired beauty with a sharp chin standing behind him. "Liu Yuan, I’ve told you it’s impossible between us!" Ye Qianqian declared, suddenly grabbing Su Xuan’s arm. "I already have a boyfriend, so you can just give up!" "Then who is she to you?" Liu Yuan asked, his gaze shifting to Su Zimo, who was dressed in a white gown and was, until a moment ago, naturally holding Su Xuan’s other arm. "Oh, I’m his sister," Su Zimo said, letting go of Su Xuan’s arm and taking a small step aside to let him fully commit to his role as Ye Qianqian’s boyfriend. But as she moved, her handbag brushed against a piece of art—a blue and white porcelain vase. The vase wobbled for a moment before crashing to the floor, shattering into a hundred pieces. Every head in the restaurant turned toward the sound. The faces of the restaurant staff went pale.