Director Guo nodded rapidly, and only after he finished nodding did he realize that they were on the phone and Gu Mingche couldn't see it at all.
He finally realized it and said, "I understand, I understand. Even if I have..."
Before he could finish, Gu Mingche hung up the phone.
"Even if I had the courage of a bear or a leopard, I would not dare to offend you, the great Buddha."
Director Guo reluctantly finished what he had not said.
He has become accustomed to being treated as a non-human by these powerful and wealthy bosses. If this had happened in the first few years of his career as a director, he would have been very indignant and accused Gu Mingche of not respecting him enough.
After laughing at himself for a long time, Director Guo sent a message to Ruan Mowei.
"After discussing with the assistant director and several screenwriters, I've decided that your temperament isn't suitable for this play. Miss Ruan, you should hurry up and find another job."
After sending a text message, Director Guo blocked Ruan Mowei's phone number before she could reply.
In the next few days, Ruan Mowei kept making a scene on the set, but she didn't get an answer. She felt like she was having a mental breakdown, and eventually she blamed everything on Yan Qing, and came up with the absurd idea of dying together with her on the day of the century wedding.
Although she knew that the groom was not Huo Beiting but his younger brother Huo Yuanlu, Ruan Mowei never doubted that the bride in the car was not Yan Qing.
"Yan Qing! Get out of here! You bitch! You've ruined my life!"
Ruan Mowei collapsed and shouted at the wedding car. She saw more and more onlookers around and laughed wildly. She made up some untrue words to slander Yan Qing and shouted them to the onlookers around.
"She stole my life! I am Yan Qing! I am the beloved eldest daughter of the Yan family!"
"Don't disbelieve me, look, there's a birthmark on my arm! It's the moon birthmark that only the eldest daughter of the Yan family has!"
"Do you know me? I'm a candidate for Best Actress this year!"
"Gu Mingche is my husband who I'm getting married to tomorrow. This wedding car was stolen from our fleet by that bitch Yan Qing!"
Ruan Mowei's words became more and more irrelevant, and the passers-by who originally believed her and really thought she would say some big news about the rich and powerful all smiled at her with contempt.
In everyone's eyes, she was just a psychopath who went crazy because she was jealous of Yan Qing having the wedding of the century.
Ruan Mowei saw the people around him looking at him with distrust, and he became so angry that he fell to the ground twitching and foaming at the mouth.
Huo Yuanlu looked at her with complicated eyes.
Seeing that the crisis was over, Song Xue Ning didn't bother to laugh at Ruan Mowei's stupidity and got out of the car with her skirt lifted.
The two of them stared at the crazy woman lying on the ground. No one could connect her with the glamorous female star of the past.
"There must be something hateful about a pitiful person."
Song Xue Ning said this and patted his shoulder.
Huo Yuanlu nodded, retracted his gaze, and the two returned together. They asked the Huo family members to stay and call 120 to handle Ruan Mowei's aftermath, including sending him to a mental hospital.
They drove towards the Huo family's main residence along with the entire convoy.
Yan Qing was drowsy in the car. Because she was too nervous, she didn't notice that the driver took a detour.
When the driver of Huo Beiting's car, the real "lead car", received the text message signal from Huo Yuanlu, he quickly followed the instructions of Mr. Huo Zhen and appeared at a crossroads near the Huo family's main residence, and met up with the convoy without leaving any trace.
When the wedding car convoy appeared in front of the Huo family's door, it seemed as if nothing had happened.
Huo Beiting got out of the car excitedly, walked around to Yan Qing's door, opened the door for her, and picked her up amid everyone's laughter.
"Am I heavy?"
"Not heavy at all."
Yan Qing continued to whisper to Huo Beiting, "Humph, in order to make it easier to hold you, I've been on a diet recently."
He looked at his wife with some distress and secretly made up his mind that tonight he must...
All the procedures of the wedding were discussed early on by Huo Zhen and Yan's father. It was very conventional and combined Chinese and Western elements.
When Huo Beiting put the ring on Yan Qing's finger, Yan's father and Song Xuening cried so hard that Yan Qing wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
After being tired for a whole day, Yan Qing's mouth was sore from smiling, and then he was let go.
On the wedding night, Huo Beiting's friends were very sympathetic to their newly-promoted sister-in-law, and they tried their best to get Huo Beiting drunk.
"Beiting, marriage is such a big thing, we all hope that you will only do it once in your life! Since this is the only time in your life, why don't you get drunk with us?"
"Yes, sister-in-law has been busy all day, can't you stop bothering her?"
"The feelings are deep, just swallow it!"
They kept trying different ways to persuade him to drink, but Huo Beiting had a smile on his face and refused all the drinks. After drinking for a while, some people vomited several times, but Huo Beiting still sat there like a pillar of honor.
Huo Yuanlu sat at another table, frequently looking back to see how his brother was fighting. When he got a clear view, he opened his mouth so wide that Dade could fit an egg in it.
He almost came over and gave Huo Beiting a thumbs up.
"No, on my wedding day, I'll have to ask my brother to drink for me. That's too awesome..."
Huo Yuanlu was mumbling something under his breath when Song Xuening beside him asked him vaguely, "Mr. Huo, what are you looking at?"
He turned around and saw her with pastries stuffed in her mouth, her cheeks slightly puffed up, and with her baby face, she looked like a little squirrel.
Huo Yuanlu was so touched by Song Xuening's appearance that he no longer had the heart to look at Huo Beiting and went to chat with her.
After a long time, this brutal round of persuading people to drink ended with everyone at the table, including the groom, passing out drunk on the table.
Huo Yuanlu looked at him from a distance, and seeing that the time was almost up, he quickly slipped to Huo Beiting's side and poked his brother's shoulder.
"Brother? Are you okay?"
He originally thought that Huo Beiting was definitely going to die, but when the groom heard him speak, he suddenly straightened up.
Huo Beiting saw his "brothers in distress" lying on the table, and laughed out loud for a rare moment. He winked at his younger brother and went straight to the bridal chamber.
Huo Yuanlu noticed a gaze behind him, turned his head and saw Song Xuening with her eyes wide open.
"No way, Mr. Huo can drink so much... Wait, is the drink he's drinking fake?"
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