Hearing An Yan’s words, Su Yue wasn’t annoyed.
She humd and grabbed An Yan’s hand, "Baby Yan, I’m about to go crazy from anger."
"It seems pretty easy to drive you crazy, you’re the kind that sparks at the slightest touch," An Yan looked at her face full of complaints and asked, "Are you angry with Doctor Si again?"
The two walked toward the design studio building.
With clenched teeth, Su Yue said, "Last night, that Si loser actually stole my first kiss while drunk!"
An Yan blinked in shock, "Doctor Si is that bold? You know a tiger’s butt can’t be touched."
Su Yue laughed out loudly, "You always tease ."
Pointing at her lips, she said, "This is my lips, not butt! No! You’ve made mix them up! My mouth is not my butt!"
An Yan laughed, "Alright, do you feel a bit happier now?"
"Forget it, my happiness is built on you insulting ."
Seeing soone greeting them, An Yan suggested, "Let’s talk in your office."
Once inside the office, they sat face to face.
Su Yue detailed everything that had happened the previous night to An Yan.
An Yan was silent for a mont, "If Si Heng married you because you resemble his First Love, and now wants to solidify the marriage, then he’s very purposeful, and you indeed feel suffocated. But have you considered that he might actually be developing real feelings for you now? Everyone has the right and ability to love again. No one can live in the past forever. It seems like you don’t mind his physical touch that much."
"Stop it, I feel a bit embarrassed," Su Yue pressed her temples, "I won’t push him for a divorce anymore. The end of the year will co soon, and then we can follow the agreent stipulated in our marriage contract."
An Yan smirked, "Maybe by then, you’ll regret it first."
Su Yue thought of Guan Ning, feeling a sense of blockage in her heart, "I won’t."
She glanced at the ti, "We’re leaving in half an hour."
An Yan stood up, "Okay, I’ll go find Zhou Wenwen first to double-check the docunts."
Half an hour later, Su Yue drove An Yan and Zhou Wenwen to the film studio.
The Republican-era section of the film city was reserved by the Qingyun Chart drama crew, so upon arriving, they followed the signs directly into that area.
The crew was setting up the stage, as today was the comncent ceremony.
The director, producer, investors, and actors all gathered together.
From afar, An Yan spotted the tall figure of Mu Qianfan, who was discussing sothing with the director.
Su Yue got excited, "Your third brother is totally dashing! The Mu family genes are really sothing! With the four brothers standing there, it’s a line of long legs!"
An Yan teased her, "Isn’t Si Heng’s legs long?"
Su Yue recalled for a mont, with a height of one hundred eighty-eight centiters, his legs weren’t short, and even the third leg seed not bad either.
She suddenly blushed.
An Yan raised an eyebrow, "I only asked about the length of his legs, why’s your face turning red? Thinking of sothing indescribable?"
"Not at all!" Su Yue refuted loudly.
An Yan clicked her tongue, "When you say one thing but an another, your decibel level really shoots up."
Su Yue glared at her, "Don’t talk."
Softly rubbing her belly, An Yan said, "Don’t be scared, my babies, your godmother is just feeling guilty."
Su Yue: "..."
Zhou Wenwen held back her laughter, "True best friends indeed, you know each other’s little tricks so well."
Su Yue glared at her, "Don’t talk nonsense, otherwise about that promotion..."
Zhou Wenwen imdiately straightened up, "Don’t worry, Su Yue, I generally choose to be selectively deaf. What were you saying just now?"
Su Yue smiled, "That’s more like it."
At that mont, Mu Qianfan noticed the trio.
He walked quickly towards An Yan, "Little Five, you’re here."
With twinkling eyes, An Yan called out, "Third brother."
Mu Qianfan looked at her stomach and rubbed her head, "I haven’t seen you for a week, and your belly seems to have grown."
"I’ve gained three pounds this week, it all went to my belly."
Mu Qianfan looked sowhat pained, "Little Five, don’t push yourself too hard at work. Your due date is approaching."
"Got it, third brother. Why do I sound more and more like mom and dad now, so naggy!"
"Naughty! Co back tomorrow, mom said last night she wanted to make you bone soup."
An Yan nodded, "OK, tomorrow Ayan and I will co back together."
Mu Qianfan teased her nose, "Always bringing your Ayan, you really can’t be separated from him for even a mont."
An Yan stuck out her tongue, "Alright, enough talking with you. We have to discuss the Qipao designs with the director and the actress, and take asurents as well."
Mu Qianfan chuckled softly, "The studio is quite ssy, let help you in."
An Yan waved her hand, "Su Yue and the others are here, you go on with your work."
Mu Qianfan gave a resigned smile.
anwhile, Su Yue and Zhou Wenwen had already briefly discussed with Director Zhang.
Seeing An Yan coming, the four of them entered the prepared studio together.
The studio was filled with quite a lot of equipnt, and wires were carelessly strewn about.
Su Yue and Zhou Wenwen helped An Yan inside, cautious of the wires that might trip her.
Director Zhang had two chairs brought over by the staff, and the four of them sat down.
Director Zhang said, "Ji Yunran will be here soon, let take a look at the design drafts first."
Zhou Wenwen took out the design drafts from her bag and handed them over.
Director Zhang pushed up his glasses, and his eyes fixed on the design of the Qipao instantly.
"As expected from Galaxy Design Studio, it really ets the requirents of our drama. I have no issues here, it all depends on Ji Yunran now."
At that mont, two figures walked in, Ji Yunran and her assistant Cheng Shuang.
Ji Yunran was a trending actress who rose to fa over the past three months, handling ads, movies, and TV shows to the point of near exhaustion, blessed with incredibly good resources.
Rumors had it, she had a mysterious sponsor behind her.
Otherwise, with no background and her parents being ordinary workers, despite being outstanding, she wouldn’t have skyrocketed to fa.
After all, the entertainnt industry was never short of beauties, and relying solely on one’s own capabilities was simply a fool’s dream.
Ji Yunran walked up to the four, nodded slightly to greet them.
Director Zhang stood up to give her a seat, handing over the drafts, "Yunran, please take a seat here and look at the design drafts. Let know if you have any comnts."
"Thank you, Director Zhang." She took a seat after receiving the drafts.
Looking at the three drafts, her eyes lit up, "I really like them, no comnts. Let’s continue with the designs like this."
Zhou Wenwen let out a sigh of relief; after all, if there were comnts, revising the drawings would be quite troubleso.
Su Yue nodded, "That’s settled, then. We’ll design the rest of the drafts according to the scenes in the drama. We’ll add a contact soon and send you the designs within three days for the Qipaos in the first ten episodes."
Ji Yunran smiled faintly, "Sounds good."
Su Yue turned to Director Zhang, "Then let’s sign the contract now."
"No problem," Director Zhang nodded and pointed to a table not far away, "Let’s sign over there."
Su Yue told An Yan, "Don’t move, just stay here. Wenwen and I will co back after signing."
An Yan shrugged, "I’m not a porcelain doll, not so fragile."
Su Yue smirked, "If a single strand of your hair falls, Old Dog Fu will hold accountable."
Ji Yunran was amused seeing An Yan’s heavily pregnant belly, "Can, I touch it?"
An Yan nodded, "Yes, you can."
Ji Yunran placed her hand on An Yan’s belly just as Baby Yan kicked.
She was especially excited, "Baby kicked ! That’s fun!"
Perhaps hearing a stranger’s voice, the little one in the belly ceased to move again.
"How many months?"
"27 weeks."
Ji Yunran’s eyes showed envy, "That’s wonderful."
Just then, a cracking sound ca from above, and a studio light fell from the ceiling.
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