Chapter 28
Just as Qiu An opened his mouth to eat the mutton that Ran Long had fed him, Yuan Chengyin stood up suddenly and bumped into the table with a bang, and the knives and forks that were not placed firmly fell over with a clatter.
The movement scared the producers and assistant directors nearby, and also effectively attracted everyone's attention.
"Ah! Um, that..." Yuan Chengyin searched his mind randomly and finally saw the life-saving wine glass in front of him. "I, toast to everyone!"
The director wanted to toast, and everyone didn't dare to delay. They quickly picked up their own wine glasses. Those whose glasses were empty frantically looked around for someone to pour water.
There were many movements of their hands, but they all understood each other tacitly and secretly glanced in the direction of Ranlong and Qiuan.
The relationship between these two people is ambiguous and confusing. Even if Qiu An is not the protagonist, people can't help but gossip about it.
What's more, that's Qiu An! Despite being incredibly popular for several years, she's been completely devoid of any negative information or fanbase. She's dignified and aloof, acting cautiously and carefully wherever she goes, as if following a script. The biggest scandal she's ever caused was the two slaps she received from Ran Long. And now, Ran Long, the one causing trouble beside her, is a walking slap in the face. Even the most powerful person would have to watch!
Ranlong's attention was focused on Qiu An's open mouth, but Qiu An glanced at Yuan Chengyin who was trying to interrupt them, ignored him, lowered her eyebrows and bit the meat in Ranlong's hand and her thumb.
My thumb felt strange. Qiu An's lips were soft, wet, and warm.
She thought back to the time she kissed Qiu An. It wasn't that she was infatuated with him, it was... it must be the alcohol.
Qiu An did not let go of her hand, and Qianqian used his tongue to try to roll the meat into his mouth.
Of course, lick the stained thumb too.
Her head buzzed, and Ranlong's hands trembled as she sloppily stuffed the mutton into Qiu An's mouth. Finally, she pulled her fingers free, grabbed her wine glass, and stood up.
Everyone held their breath as they saw Qiu An accepting Ran Long's feeding. Although they didn't know the details, Ran Long's blushing and heartbeating reaction was enough to make people imagine a lot.
Amidst the clamor and bustle of drinking and chatting, only Qiu An was still sitting in his chair, savoring the meat in his mouth.
She clasped her hands together and supported her chin with them, a suggestive smile on her lips, thinking that it really tastes better than the dished one.
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The party ended without any incident.
The crowd dispersed. As they walked, Yuan Chengyin recalled the feeding incident at the banquet and was still frightened.
She wanted to ask Ranlong why she fed Qiu An in public, but Ranlong was so drunk that she didn't seem to be able to speak clearly.
She wanted to ask Qiu An why she accepted Ran Long's feeding. She knew clearly that today...
Oh no... When she turned around, she saw Qiu An holding Ranlong's waist and pressing her head into his arms...
never mind.
Anyway, it’s fine as long as the film is released as scheduled. If you really worry about trending searches, public opinion, etc., there will be no end to it.
As a director, once the film is finished, all you have to do is act like an ostrich.
Qiu An carried Ran Long into her car. After all, Sister Hou was drunk and couldn't take care of Ran Long, so she naturally had to take on this responsibility.
Just as I was about to close the car door, I saw the producer, Sister Wang, approaching with a shaky gait. Sister Wang had also drunk quite a bit tonight, and even her tongue was a little swollen.
Sister Wang stopped the car door from closing and vomited into the car with a mouth full of alcohol: "Qiu An, Ran Long, I saw the tape that Cheng Yin sent me, and your performance is - really, really outstanding! Whether this movie will be a hit depends entirely on you two... Oh, it's a good thing you insisted on signing Ran Long..."
"Sister Wang! You are drunk!" Qiu An saw Sister Wang talking without restraint and quickly interrupted her.
"I'm not drunk! This is just the beginning. I can easily do three or four more rounds!" Sister Wang said with a smile. She forgot that this was something she could only do when she was young.
The dyed eyes moved between the two of them, and the intoxicated look gradually became clear.
She has a special superpower, which is that even when she is very drunk, she can still think normally, even if she may forget it later.
Of course, even when things are "normal", they can sometimes be more extreme and illogical.
She looked at Sister Wang, then at the slightly nervous Qiu An, and asked, "Sister Wang, what did you just say? Was it Qiu An who insisted on having me?"
"Yeah, what's wrong, don't you know yet?"
Qiu An interrupted: "Don't listen to Sister Wang."
"Qiu An, don't talk for now."
Qiu An had no choice but to shut up.
"Oh, why didn't anyone tell you? You don't think Cheng Yin sold this favor to you, do you? That's not the case. Don't thank the wrong person. Cheng Yin even voted against it!"
Ranlong looked at Qiu An, and Qiu An turned his head away silently.
Ranlong suddenly thought of something and asked Sister Wang, "Shen Zixin is a protagonist, right? Even if Qiu An is famous, how can the producers agree if Director Yuan objects? What's more, you were there on the day of the audition. After seeing my performance, you wouldn't vote in favor, right?"
Qiu An unconsciously clenched her hands together, which was just seen by Ran Long. Qiu An was about to speak up to stop Sister Wang from answering when the back of her hand suddenly felt warm. It was Ran Long who covered her hand.
"So Qiu An, a mere actor, has suppressed your most powerful directors, producers, and executives?"
"Hey, look at what you're saying. What do you mean by 'just an actor'?! Isn't our production company Mr. Qiu's studio? And doesn't Mr. Qiu's studio follow Mr. Qiu's orders?"
Ranlong was stunned.
No wonder no one from the production company showed up after two auditions. She even thought that maybe the production company had some connection with Yuan Chengyin, after all, they had an agreement in college...
No matter how much I thought about it, it wasn't Qiu An's turn...
Ranlong calmed down and said, "So that's how it is. Thank you, Sister Wang. I understand."
After a few more pleasantries, Sister Wang reluctantly closed the car door for them.
All the way in silence.
Ranlong was not concerned about the driver's presence, but she had just drunk a lot of wine, and the bumpy road made her feel like vomiting.
Finally returning to the hotel, Ranlong rushed straight into the bathroom. Without even closing the door, he held the toilet and started vomiting.
I ate enough at night, and now I have something to vomit.
The lamb is soaked in red wine, stewed in the stomach, and then served hot and fresh.
Ranlong had just recovered and smelled the scent when he saw another furnace coming out.
There were footsteps behind her. Ran Long knew that Qiu An, who was a superficial person, would definitely suppress his nausea and come in to show concern for her.
She didn't want Qiu An to see her in such a miserable state, so she wiped her mouth with her hand, closed the toilet lid, and pressed the flush button.
I just stood up and wanted to wash the vomit off my hands and mouth, but my head was dizzy and it seemed that all the alcohol had accumulated in my head. I felt like I had a hangover and motion sickness.
When he lost his balance and nearly fell to the ground, Ranlong suddenly felt a warmth beside his body. The expected bruises, broken skin and fractures did not come as expected.
Qiu An had already rushed to her side. Seeing that she was about to fall, he quickly grabbed her in his arms.
Ranlong tried hard to open his eyes, but saw that most of the stains on his hands had been rubbed off by Qiu An's skirt.
The dress that I had taken great pains to avoid getting stained with sheep oil was now stained so easily.
It's really not pleasant, and it's a bit frustrating.
"It's stained here." Ranlong pointed weakly.
"fine."
Qiu An didn't even look at the stain, but looked straight into Ranlong's eyes.
"How much is it? I'll compensate you."
Ranlong didn't know how much the clothes cost, but she couldn't afford to pay for them no matter how much they cost. But even if she was in debt, she would still pay for them.
She had long been accustomed to living with debt, but the only debt of favor she didn't want to owe was Qiu An.
"It's okay, just send it for cleaning."
"Nonsense, I've never worn this kind of clothes before."
"Today is just a small gathering, a barbecue, so I'm not wearing anything too expensive."
"You know it's just a small gathering, but you're still dressed so, so formally! Someone who doesn't know would think we've officially wrapped! This is popping champagne mid-filming, which is really unlucky, you know... Ugh..."
Halfway through his words, Ranlong lifted the toilet lid and started vomiting.
This time, she didn't have time to bend down, and vomit splattered everywhere, on the ground, on her clothes, and even on her hair... But Qiu An didn't think about dodging, didn't think about pinching her nose, and didn't even think about frowning slightly.
Qiu An was still half-holding Ran Long, stroking her back again and again.
There was clearly no third person present, Ranlong smiled bitterly.
Did Qiu An really have to go to such lengths to be polite? He wasn't afraid she'd speak without restraint, was he?
Besides, what else could she say? She drank so much that she vomited violently, and Qiu An, who came back with her, was indifferent to this?
Ninety-nine out of a hundred comments will say that she deserves it, and one will say that the cold-faced Qiu An is so handsome and he really wants to marry her.
Finally, he vomited out most of the alcohol in his stomach, and Ranlong's consciousness was mostly restored.
She pushed Qiu An, asking her to stop sticking to her dirty self and said, "Go change into clean clothes and take care of your skirt."
"Don't worry about that. Let me get you some warm salt water to drink first, okay?"
"No, I want to take a shower first."
"No, you can't take a shower. You're still drunk, what if you fall? This bathroom is full of hard edges and corners, it's too dangerous, I'm worried."
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Ranlong had a bad feeling.
"So? I'm so dirty and smelly, I can't not wash myself, right? How disgusting."
"It's okay if you want to wash, but you need someone to watch you."
Qiu An later regretted this. He hadn't mentioned anyone by name, and his words were too subtle and left room for error, allowing Ran Long to take advantage of the situation.
"Then, then, then call Sister Hou up."
Ranlong must have drunk too much to agree with Qiu An's words.
Qiu An: “…”
Ranlong: "...What are you looking at? Fine, I'll just call you that."
They forgot a very important fact, that is, Sister Hou was also drunk.
So when Ranlong dialed Sister Hou's number, but it was Xixi who answered, she was suspicious for a while, but soon let it go.
Without asking, Ranlong said, "Sister Hou is drunk and she is not in a good condition."
Qiu An's eyes had just lit up when a loud shout suddenly came from the other end of the phone: "Why is it inconvenient for me? I'm your agent. Even if it requires me to go through fire and water, I'm very convenient!"
Sister Hou slept for a long time during the dinner and in the car, so even though she was a little mentally disturbed now, she was still very energetic.
Xixi's voice came from the other end of the phone again. She said to Sister Hou, "You should have a good rest. I'll be there."
"No—you can't serve Ranlong! You don't know her. She's a troublemaker. You don't understand her temper. She'll scold you to death!"
Ranlong held up his phone with a dark face.
It’s bad enough that Sister Hou is ignorant, but doesn’t this Xixi even know to cover her mouth?
How embarrassing would it be to let her say it like that?
At this moment, Qiu An, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly said, "You two, come up together. I also have something to ask Xixi."
Sister Hou answered quickly: "Yeah! Hehehe..."
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