She wasn't familiar with the other people in the crew, and she wasn't a sucker, so why make such a big fuss about getting married as if she were showing off?
"Okay, okay!" Song Yihe was in a good mood and suddenly felt hungry.
As they were talking, Meng Fangfei walked over and her eyes lit up when she saw the diamond ring on Shen Wangshu's hand. She exclaimed, "This diamond ring is very rare!" Pink diamonds are indeed very rare, especially such a clear pink diamond. It is truly a rare sight.
Meng Fangfei hurriedly grasped Shen Wangshu's hand and examined it for a while before saying enviously, "You look great too. Seeing you like this, I'm even thinking about getting married." It wasn't that she didn't want to get married, but rather that she hadn't met a man who moved her heart. She hadn't thought much of it before, but after seeing how much Shen Xuan cared for Shen Wangshu, she felt extremely envious.
"Sister Meng wants to get married, and so many handsome young men are lining up to wait for her." Shen Wangshu smiled and thanked her for forwarding her Weibo post.
"Although there are many talented people, not many are suitable for me," Meng Fangfei sighed. "Besides, I'm an artist, and dating me would be very difficult." She was afraid that she would be surrounded by entertainment reporters by then.
Shen Wangshu turned around and glanced at Shen Xuan, smiled, and didn't say anything more.
"Xiao Lü is treating us to dinner, I think we should go out and eat something nice." Song Yihe had absolutely no psychological barrier to eating at a lavish restaurant; on the contrary, he seemed quite excited.
Seeing him rubbing his hands together, looking like he was about to go on a lavish meal, Shen Wangshu smiled and took Shen Xuan's hand. Song Yihe wanted to go on a lavish meal, and for President Shen, who was getting married for the first time, going on a lavish meal was fine. President Shen had plenty of money, so he didn't care. The group went together to a very famous private restaurant in the city.
Song Yihe ordered a table full of local specialties without any hesitation, slammed his hand on the table in front of him and shouted, "I'm not ordering the right things, I'm only ordering the expensive ones!" This CEO Shen just got married, so even if he's feeling the pinch, he probably wouldn't dare to show it in front of his wife.
His chubby face was all wrinkled from smiling.
Shen Wangshu couldn't help but chuckle. After the waiter walked away with a twitching smile, he raised his glass and said with a smile, "Thank you all for your blessings."
She drank it all in one gulp. Shen Xuan looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and then poured her a glass of juice.
"How can you be happy if you don't drink?" Song Yihe snorted twice.
"I'm here." Shen Xuan poured himself a glass of wine, gestured to everyone, then tilted his head back and drank it, before pouring himself another glass.
"After seeing you two so much, will I ever be able to get married in my lifetime?" Meng Fangfei was almost blinded by their lovey-dovey antics. Seeing Shen Wangshu smilingly serving food to Shen Xuan, she sighed helplessly and said, "It's really hurting us." She snapped a couple of photos, capturing Shen Xuan and Shen Wangshu cuddling together, one serving food while the other ate with his head tilted to the side, and then kissing Shen Wangshu's cheek afterward. She uploaded them all to her Weibo account, writing, "Showing off your love will get you struck by lightning."
This Weibo post generated a huge response, with numerous comments appearing within just over ten minutes.
"It's torture for single people." This comment instantly became a trending topic.
Of course, many fans have also asked Meng Fangfei if there have been too many Weibo posts about Lü Rong recently, and whether it's a publicity stunt. However, Meng Fangfei has not paid any attention to these questions.
She watched with a smile for a while, then said to Shen Wangshu with a grin, "You two have to be happy in the future, otherwise I'll be embarrassed."
“That’s right.” Song Yihe ate heartily, then paused and mumbled to Shen Xuan, “On this joyous occasion, Mr. Shen, aren’t you going to say something? About our upcoming movie…” He chuckled and rubbed his hands together, saying, “Eighty million isn’t enough, we need to add more.” Seeing Shen Xuan looking at him silently, Director Song shrank back, steeled himself, and said, “A modern script, we need to add another twenty million.” He sounded a little guilty, coughed, and said, “Make sure the production is top-notch, Mr. Shen understands.”
It's not a period drama, nor is it a blockbuster, yet they want so much investment. Song Yihe must be feeling really guilty.
Shen Xuan indeed fell silent for a moment.
“Okay,” he said calmly.
"Can?"
"Production costs and marketing costs are included together."
Song Yihe's scheme to get more money later was immediately exposed, but it was still a lot, so he rubbed his hands together and smiled apologetically as he agreed.
After making this deal, Song Yihe indeed became extravagant, eating meat and drinking wine in large gulps. In the blink of an eye, the entire banquet was a mess, like a typhoon had passed through. Shen Wangshu struggled to pick up his chopsticks and touched his still empty stomach. He had to order a few more dishes before he could barely fill everyone's stomachs.
However, Director Song, being shameless, packed another crab roe pancake from the hotel, intending to take it home. Perhaps because of the camaraderie they shared a meal, Song Yihe's attitude towards Shen Wangshu became somewhat gentler.
The entire production was gradually taking shape, and in the later stages, the second female lead also joined the crew for the final filming.
At this point, the character played by Shen Wangshu had shed her earlier innocent and timid nature and transformed into an arrogant and domineering imperial concubine who had gained favor with the emperor.
She stood before the three thousand concubines in her most beautiful and luxurious attire, yet her boundless beauty still overshadowed and stole the brilliance of all the other concubines, making the once-prosperous harem pale in comparison.
Every smile and frown of hers exuded a passionate beauty, yet her upturned eyes, no longer those of a naive youth, held a destructive light that bordered on madness. She utterly humiliated the concubines who had once bullied her, sending them crashing into the mud, mocking their pitiful state with savage cynicism. Yet, a hint of bewilderment always lingered on her beautiful face.
Shen Wangshu's performance was very effortless, and there was almost nothing to criticize.
Song Yihe is known for his slow filming pace; while his own production is still in progress, the scenes in the neighboring production have already wrapped up.
After a long period of promotion, that martial arts drama began to air.
Shen Wangshu's character only appears in the first episode, so she took a special leave of absence and watched it alone with Shen Xuan behind closed doors.
The first generation of enchantress of the Demonic Cult, a woman who exists in legends.
The swordsman from Tianshan descended the mountain with his sword and overheard an elderly martial arts master reminiscing about the past, reminding the swordsman not to be bewitched by the demoness of the evil sect and to guard his true self.
The past scenes flashed by quickly, finally settling on the figure of a tall, beautiful woman in a flowing red dress.
She stood on the cliff, facing the wind, wearing a red dress with a cinched waist. She smiled to the side, revealing only her captivating and alluring eyes and her playfully upturned red lips.
Evil spirits abound.
There is only this one shot.
Shen Wangshu thought about how many poses she had painstakingly posed, and her lips twitched.
Would giving them more screen time cause it to flop?!
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