After I fell in the romance drama, my nemesis kissed me.

"Alright, you can go back now."

"We should be almost done talking, right?"

"What's the rush, Xiaoyan?"

"Sister Lu Yuan, I thought it was still early, but what if the program changes to something else later?"

"Well, that's quite possible."

As soon as Luo Chuanheng opened the door, the production crew's voices began to ring out.

"You guys pack your things, we're going out for a picnic."

"picnic?"

"Yes. As quickly as possible."

"Yay! I can finally relax a bit."

Lin Yanyan stood up. "I'm going to change my clothes."

Zhou Xing put the things in the car, looked at Zhou Min and said, "Uncle, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble for pushing this onto Brother Xu?"

"What trouble? That really has nothing to do with me." Zhou Min turned to look at Zhou Xing. "Besides, I wasn't wrong, he was the one who planned it."

"A picnic? Xu Weiyi, this isn't the place you found, is it?"

"Ignore him, let him go wherever he wants."

Wow! The grass is so green, and there are even migratory birds?

Looking at the endless green expanse, Lin Yanyan said, "What should I do? I feel like I'm seeing a grassland."

Chen Yubai stood behind Lin Yanyan, his gaze falling on her profile, his expression momentarily dazed.

Ah Yan, did you see that? The grass is so green, it's truly a beautiful sight.

Meng Anhe picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth.

Xu Weiyi took out a hairpin from her sleeve. "Let me tie it up for you. It will be easier that way."

"Okay." Meng Anhe sat up straight. "How did you get a hairpin?"

"Mu Xuansai said it was just in case."

"Mu Xuan, have you prepared a hairpin for Xu Lu?"

"What hairpin? I don't have one."

"Then why did Xu Weiyi say..."

"That's pure fabrication. You actually believed that, Zhao Yunhua?"

Xu Weiyi picked up Meng Anhe's hair with her left hand, and the hairpin passed through the hair. In a short while, a slightly ancient-style bun appeared.

"Your technique is quite skilled." Meng Anhe turned to look at Xu Weiyi. "What? Have you practiced?"

Xu Weiyi smiled, her gaze lingering on the top of Meng Anhe's head before finally settling on the hairpin.

"Anhe, in ancient times, people used hairpins to express their love. Does that count as ours?"

Xu Weiyi looked at the hairpin in Meng Anhe's hair and said with a smile.

"No, no, what is this hairpin of yours? In ancient times, people would personally choose a hairpin as a token of love. What you have is at most a favor, not a token of love."

But this hairpin is a family heirloom, Anhe.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this hairpin?"

Looking at Xu Weiyi's expression, Meng Anhe asked with some curiosity.

"No problem, this hairpin suits you very well."

"Anhe, this hairpin is quite pretty. Did Xu Weiyi give it to you?"

"Hurry up and eat your food, even fruit can't shut you up."

Meng Anhe used a skewer to pick up a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into Lin Yanyan's mouth.

"Hmm...burangshui oldburangshui le, nigansazisaiwozeimu dadiyi kuaigua?"

Lin Yanyan chewed and swallowed most of it before continuing, "Alright, alright, you two can stay by yourselves. I won't keep you company."

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of pastry and ran to the other side.

"Xiaoya, did you give that hairpin to Weiwei?"

"That's great, it looks pretty on the little girl's head too."

"If that little girl knew the meaning of that hairpin, she would probably be terrified."

"What's there to be afraid of? It's just a token."

"By the way, old man. Let me tell you, when Weiwei brings that little girl home, you better tone down your airs and don't scare her."

"Take him home? I don't think it's that simple. Would the old man from the Meng family agree to that?"