The director nodded like pounding garlic, and only reacted after ordering, they were calling, Gu Mingche couldn't see it at all.

Only then did he realize that he said: "I understand, I understand, even if I have ......."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone was hung up by Gu Mingche.

"Even if I have the courage of a bear heart and a leopard, and lend me 10,000 courage, I don't dare to offend your big Buddha. ”

The national director reluctantly finished what he hadn't finished.

He is used to being looked down upon by these powerful and rich tycoons, if this matter is placed in the years when he first became a director, he will definitely be very indignant to accuse Gu Mingche of not respecting him enough.

After laughing self-deprecatingly for a while, the director sent a message to Ruan Mowei.

"After I discussed with the assistant director and a few screenwriters, your temperament is not suitable for this play, Miss Ruan should hurry up and find another job. ”

A text message was sent, and before Director Ruan Mowei could reply, he blocked her mobile phone number.

In the next few days, Ruan Mowei kept going to the crew to make a fuss, but she couldn't get an answer, she only felt that she had a nervous breakdown, and finally blamed Yan Qing for everything, and came up with the absurd behavior of dying with her on the wedding day of the century.

Although he knew that the groom was not Huo Beiting, but his younger brother Huo Yuanlu replaced, Ruan Mowei never suspected that the bride in the car was not Yan Qing.

"Yan Qing, you get out of here! You cousin! You ruined my life!"

Ruan Mo broke down and shouted at the wedding car, she saw that there were more and more onlookers around, and laughed insolently, some unrealistic words slandering Yan Qing were made up by her, shouting to tell the passers-by around her.

"She robbed me of my life! I am Yan Qing! I am the favored eldest lady of the Yan family!"

"Don't believe me, look, I have a birthmark on my arm! This is a moon birthmark that only the eldest lady of the Yan family has!"

"Do you know me? I'm this year's actress candidate!"

"Gu Mingche is my husband who is going to get married tomorrow, and this wedding car was stolen from our convoy by Yan Qing, a slut!"

Ruan Mowei's words became more and more inconsequential, and the passers-by who originally believed it to be true and really thought that she would say something rich and big melons in her mouth all smiled disdainfully at her.

In everyone's eyes, she was just a neurotic who went crazy because she was jealous that Yan Qing had the wedding of the century.

Ruan Mo saw the people around him cast distrustful glances at him, and he was furious for a while, convulsions and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.

Huo Yuanlu looked at her with a complicated gaze.

Song Xuening saw that the crisis was self-defeating, so she didn't care to laugh at Ruan Mowei for being stupid, and got out of the car with her skirt.

The two stared at the crazy woman who fell to the ground, and no one could connect her with the glamorous female star of yesteryear.

"The poor must have something to hate. ”

Song Xuening said and patted him on the shoulder.

Huo Yuanlu nodded, withdrew his gaze, and the two returned together, they instructed the people of the Huo family to stay and call 120 to deal with the aftermath of Ruan Mowei, including sending people to a mental hospital.

Together with the entire convoy, they drove towards the Huo family's main residence.

Yan Qing was groggy in the car, because she was so nervous, she didn't notice that the driver was driving around.

When the driver of Huo Beiting's real "head car" received a text message from Huo Yuanlu, Malier appeared at a certain intersection near the Huo family's main house according to the instructions of the old man Huo Zhen before, and met with the convoy without a trace.

When the wedding car convoy appeared at the door of Huo's house, everything was as if nothing had happened.

Huo Beiting got out of the car excitedly, detoured to the door on Yan Qing's side, opened the door for her, and hugged the person in everyone's laughter.

"Am I heavy?"

"It's not heavy at all. ”

Yan Qing continued to bite Huo Beiting's ears and whispered, "Hmph, in order to make it easy for you to pick it up, I've been on a diet recently. ”

He looked at his little wife with some distress, and secretly made up his mind that he must ...... tonight

All the processes of the wedding were discussed by Huo Zhen and Yan's father in advance, and they were decent, combining Chinese and Western.

When Huo Beiting put a ring on Yan Qing, Yan's father and Song Xuening both cried very exaggeratedly, making Yan Qing hate to find a crack in the ground right now.

After being tired for a whole day, the corners of Yan Qing's mouth were sour, and he was let go.

On the wedding night, several of Huo Beiting's friends were very considerate of their sister-in-law who had just turned regular, and they did everything they could to get Huo Beiting drunk.

"Beiting, for such a big event as getting married, we all want you to do it once in your life! Since this is only this time in this life, why don't you get drunk with us?"

"That's right, my sister-in-law has been busy today, so you can't help but toss your sister-in-law?"

"Deep feelings, a mouthful!"

They were fighting the same wheel, changing the way to persuade the wine, Huo Beiting smiled on his face, didn't push any of them, took all the orders, drank to the back, several people vomited a few times and came back, Huo Beiting was still sitting in the same place as Dinghai Shenpin.

Huo Yuanlu sat at the other table, frequently looking back at the battle situation on his brother's side, and when he saw it clearly, his mouth opened, and Dade could stuff an egg.

He almost leaned over and gave Huo Beiting a thumbs up.

"No, on the day I get married, I have to ask my brother to block the wine for me, it's too good to ......"

Huo Yuanlu was muttering in a low voice, and Song Xuening, who was beside him, asked him vaguely: "Mr. Huo, what are you looking at?"

He looked back and saw that she had pastries stuffed in her mouth, her cheeks bulging slightly, and she had a baby face, and now she was a little squirrel.

Huo Yuanlu was so cute by Song Xuening's appearance that he didn't have the heart to look at Huo Beiting anymore, so he chatted with her.

After a long time, this inhumane wheel war of persuasion and drinking, the final result was that a table of people and the groom were drunk on the table.

Huo Yuanlu looked at it from a distance, seeing that the time was almost up, he quickly slipped to Huo Beiting's side, stretched out his hand and poked his brother's shoulder.

"Brother, are you okay?"

He originally thought that Huo Beiting would definitely not be able to do it, but the groom who heard him speak suddenly straightened up.

Huo Beiting saw clearly the "difficult brothers" lying on the table, and rarely laughed, winked at his younger brother, and went straight to the new house.

Huo Yuanlu noticed a gaze behind him, turned his head to look, and saw Song Xuening, whose eyes were wide and round.

"No, Huo's total alcohol consumption is so good...... Wait, he's not going to be drinking a fake bar?"