Destined Entwining: Capturing My Devoted Beau-Chapter 602 - 324: Seeing Through Without Exposing, We Can Still Be Husband and Wife
After returning to their cozy home, Kenneth Osborne lounged on the sofa with a smile and lazily said, "How come I didn’t know I have to work overtime this weekend? Mrs. Osborne, care to explain?"
Lawrence Winters laughed and snuggled into his arms, tapping his pointed nose, "Mr. Osborne is so smart, can’t you guess what kind of overtime it is?"
Kenneth put on a concentrated and thoughtful expression, frowning slightly, "... Could it be that Mrs. Osborne can’t wait to have a baby? So... I can work overtime all weekend!"
After saying that, he narrowed his eyes slightly, curled up one side of his lip in a mischievous smile, looked at Lawrence, and effortlessly lifted her up, "I can start now."
"What wishful thinking!" Lawrence struggled to stand back on the ground, stretched out her hand to cover Kenneth’s mouth, "Stop joking, go to the study, open the computer, and let me show you the film!"
"Big sister? You dare to call yourself big sister? I see you’re getting bold!" Kenneth said as he wrapped an arm around her waist and started tickling her.
Lawrence immediately laughed so hard she couldn’t breathe, but couldn’t escape Kenneth’s "magical grip," constantly begging for mercy.
"Call me ’good brother,’ and I’ll let you go," Kenneth teased, his warm hand resting on Lawrence’s waist.
Lawrence, who was very ticklish, quickly called him "good brother" several times.
Kenneth chuckled and patted her head, "Giving up already? It seems taming you is really easy."
"Of course, I give Brother Kenneth face; when Brother Kenneth makes a move, I won’t fight back!" Lawrence laughed as she hugged his waist, "So? Is it enough? Can you help me work overtime now?"
"Oh—!" Kenneth dragged out his voice, "So it was to help you work overtime... No wonder I didn’t know..."
Kenneth emphasized the words "help you work overtime."
Lawrence felt a little embarrassed and gently hit him, playfully scolding, "We can still be a couple as long as we don’t speak out every truth."
"Alright, alright, I won’t say it." Kenneth made a gesture as if zipping his lips.
The two of them bantered and laughed as they moved to the desk in the study.
This study was actually Kenneth Osborne’s personal studio.
A long and wide multifunctional walnut desk was the most expensive piece of furniture in the entire house.
On the desk was a shelf lined up with four 28-inch large monitors.
The keyboard and mouse were within Kenneth’s reach.
Lawrence logged in with her account, accessed their company website, and downloaded that sample film onto Kenneth’s computer.
"Look, this is the big fantasy production our company just finished shooting," Lawrence said excitedly about the film, "but post-production hasn’t started yet. They’re looking for a suitable special effects company, but before that, we want to make a few complete sample pieces to participate in the TV trade fair."
With that, Kenneth understood: "You want to sell the film for a good price?"
"Brother Kenneth, you’re so wise!" Lawrence clasped her hands in flattery, her eyes sparkling brightly, very enticing.
Kenneth couldn’t help but pull her in for a kiss.
Although Lawrence was a little anxious, she patiently waited for Kenneth to finish kissing, then turned his head towards the monitor, "Look, this is the raw footage of my favorite scene."
"No post-production at all."
Kenneth stroked his chin and watched the entire sample without a word.
This sample was only five minutes, but it was really rough, with several bloopers.
Kenneth was a pure science and engineering guy, not interested in fantasy novels, so he appreciated the film purely from a tech enthusiast viewpoint.
As for whether Lucas Harlow’s acting was moving or if the female lead was beautiful, it was completely out of his consideration.
Lawrence was moved to tears when she first watched it; now, watching it again, she was still deeply touched.
She wiped the corner of her eyes with the back of her hand, disguising the bit of moisture, and softly said, "... Isn’t it moving?"
Lawrence looked at Kenneth eagerly, cautiously asking, "Can you do special effects?"
Kenneth: "..."
Lawrence blinked, "... You’re so skilled, writing so many codes... Aren’t special effects just codes?"
Kenneth couldn’t help but laugh, pinching her cheek, "You can only say that to me. Being able to code doesn’t mean I can do special effects. Saying that out loud would make professionals laugh."
"Ah? So you can’t do special effects?!" Lawrence’s shoulders slumped, her face full of disappointment ready to spill over.
"I know you work in artificial intelligence, but it’s all computer-related... shouldn’t it be similar?"
