Moving from the hotel to Qiao Lin's rented apartment greatly facilitated Gu Weiwei's life.
To avoid overworking herself, Gu Weiwei reduced her workload to the greatest extent possible.
In addition, the chef that Qiao Lin hired was quite skilled. Although she still often had morning sickness at breakfast, she had a good appetite for lunch and dinner.
In just two weeks, she had gained more than a pound.
However, she was still not satisfied and sighed after she finished weighing it.
"How come it's only this small?"
"How about I stew some pig's trotters for you tonight?" Yuan Meng suggested.
Gu Weiwei shook her head, "Forget it, I can't afford it now."
The day before yesterday, I made pig's trotter soup, saying that eating it would help her gain more weight. But when she saw it, she vomited and couldn't eat a single meal.
Qiao Lin filled a thermos with four kinds of red soup and handed it to Yuan Meng, saying...
"I asked an old Chinese medicine doctor, who said it's the best way to replenish qi and blood. I drank it while it was hot on set."
Gu Weiwei changed her shoes and gave Qiao Lin some instructions.
"Remember to tell that doctor that we'll go for a check-up after we finish work this afternoon."
Fu Hanzheng will be here tomorrow. We got the test results today, and we can tell him the good news in person tomorrow.
"I'll talk to her at noon and go after I finish work this afternoon."
Qiao Lin nodded. This was now the most important matter of all, how could he possibly forget it?
Gu Weiwei went to the film set accompanied by Yuan Meng, while Lei Ning went to buy the fresh fruits and vegetables needed for the day, as requested by the chef and the nutritionist whom Qiao Lin had spoken to.
Yuan Meng took her to the film set, opened the bag she had brought, and placed the lemon water, four-red soup, plums, and some nuts that she had prepared for her on the side.
"Sigh, I've never even taken such good care of my own son."
"That's right, you let Yuan Shuo take care of your son," Gu Weiwei muttered as she flipped through the script.
Yuan Meng glared at her, but luckily Fu Hanzheng was coming to take over tomorrow, so she could relax for a few days.
Gu Weiwei sat comfortably on the sofa chair, holding a megaphone and urging each group to get ready to start filming.
She's had fewer working hours these past few days and her life has been much easier, but the filming of the movie hasn't been going very smoothly.
This scene has been filmed since yesterday afternoon and is still not done.
After three takes, she paused filming, got up, and called Qiu Ling and the male lead Nie Feng. She explained the role to them in detail and then performed the two roles for them separately.
"This scene is the one with the biggest conflict between the two of you. The focus is not on the physical movements, but on the expressions, pronunciation, and breath control of the lines."
After listening, Qiu Ling and the other person made a suggestion.
"Then let's try walking it once, and you can see."
Gu Weiwei nodded and stood there watching the two of them perform the act in front of her.
"That's much better than before. You need to tone down your gaze a little more during the third line..."
As she was speaking, the house where the filming was taking place shook, and the set that had been built on the spot began to collapse.
"Get out! Get out now!"
Yuan Meng was on the phone when she heard something was wrong. She rushed over and blocked the falling object.
Gu Weiwei turned around upon hearing the sound, and was bumped by a worker who rushed by. She stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately Yuan Meng caught her in time.
In the end, he only knelt on one knee and didn't fall completely to the ground.
Yuan Meng helped the person up and walked to a safe place. Qiao Lin rushed over and said.
"A minor earthquake. The scene we filmed today was built by the props team, so it's not very sturdy..."
"Let's take a headcount first, see if anyone is injured. Filming is suspended." Gu Weiwei gave a few instructions before being dragged away by Yuan Meng.
Yuan Meng helped her into the car, noticing that she was clutching her stomach.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Gu Weiwei frowned and nodded. "A little."
Yuan Meng tossed her the hat and mask from the car, then, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on her phone, made a call.
"Fu Hanzheng, your ex-wife is pregnant. Are you going to do anything about it?"
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