She cleared her throat, feeling a bit guilty.
In this relationship, Sheng Yan indeed had given more than her. Sotis, she even felt sorry for Sheng Yan.
He Jinxia took a deep breath, seemingly amused by so interesting thought, and with an air of boldness that suddenly erged in her heart, she declared in a clear voice, "The day I beco an A-list star, I will propose to you in front of the entire nation!"
Sheng Yan’s lips curled into a smile as he replied softly, "There’s no need for my wife to do that. Proposing is sothing I should do."
No one expected that at the mont He Jinxia beca an A-list star, although she did not propose, it was as good as a proposal.
Driving to the restaurant they had chosen for lunch, Dong Qiin and Xiao Xiuxiu had already arrived ahead of ti.
The two of them had booked the largest and most luxurious private room in the restaurant, determined to carry through with their "splurge on luxury" spirit to the end.
When He Jinxia walked in, she saw that they had already opened a bottle of red wine and started drinking.
"Ding dong!" The crisp clinking sound of the glasses woke He Jinxia from her daze, and she entered saying, "You guys ca so early?"
Xiao Xiuxiu smiled, "Not very early, just an hour before you."
He Jinxia couldn’t help but laugh out loud, having thought they had arrived just ten or twenty minutes earlier, but an hour—indeed that was hardly early!
Dong Qiin narrowed her eyes and waved to Jinxia, "Co on, sit down quickly, I’m starving, let’s order and eat!"
He Jinxia: "Don’t you like hot pot? Shall we order hot pot?"
Dong Qiin looked towards Zhang Ming and Sheng Yan, "Do you guys want to eat hot pot?"
Sheng Yan nodded indifferently, "Sure, if you want to eat sothing else, just order it separately."
Zhang Ming wasn’t picky with food, so he naturally agreed.
Dong Qiin took the lead, grabbing the nu. As soon as the server ca in, she rattled off a list of dishes without even taking a breath, leaving the server baffled.
Fortunately, the server here was well-trained and professional, remaining composed despite realizing their table was full of people from the entertainnt circle. After being briefly stunned, the server quickly took their order with a pen, not uttering an extra word, maintaining complete silence the whole ti.
Seeing this, Zhang Ming nodded in approval. He looked around at the environnt and was very satisfied, feeling that this place could beco another gathering spot for his colleagues in the entertainnt circle.
After ordering, Dong Qiin passed the nu to Jinxia for her to add anything she fancied, then turned to Sheng Yan, "It’s just the five of us, right?"
Sheng Yan shook his head, "There’s one more person."
Dong Qiin and Xiao Xiuxiu were stunned and asked in unison, "Who else is coming?"
Dong Qiin and Sheng Yan had known each other since childhood because of their elders, and by extension, Xiao Xiuxiu, who was particularly close to Dong Qiin, had t Sheng Yan a few tis, so they weren’t strangers to each other.
As for Zhang Ming, he was Sheng Yan’s agent, thus Sheng Yan’s man. Since Sheng Yan trusted him enough to co along, they trusted him as well, and Jinxia needless to say, was friends with all of them.
Everyone gathered here knew each other, so who could this additional person yet to arrive be?
Sheng Yan lifted his teacup and took a light sip, "You’ll know when he arrives."
Dong Qiin pursed her lips and muttered, "Playing coy? I always feel like it’s not going to be good news..."
She had been tricked by Sheng Yan so many tis that she had never managed to get the better of him or win a single move from him. Now, seeing him play coy, she had a bad feeling.
Jinxia ordered a large bowl of soup and did not order anything else. The others didn’t order anymore either, so the waiter imdiately left.
Once the waiter had left, the atmosphere beca even warr.
Dong Qiin knew that Sheng Yan and He Jinxia were relatives, and she guessed that this gathering was likely because of Jinxia, otherwise why would Sheng Yan specifically tell her to bring Xiuxiu along?
He had little more than a nodding acquaintance with Xiuxiu. After thinking it over, the only explanation she could co up with was that Jinxia and Xiuxiu had a good relationship.
As for her and Sheng Yan, although their elders knew each other, their relationship as the younger generation wasn’t close enough to et for als and parties at any ti.
Thinking this, Dong Qiin turned to look at Jinxia, planning to focus on chatting with her.
"I saw your performance in ’Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People’, and I felt that your period drama acting is much better than your modern drama acting. Your period drama performance was simply divine. Even with a critical eye, I found myself chasing after all your scenes, you played Su Qingwan so well!"
Xiao Xiuxiu, hearing them talk about ’Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People’, couldn’t help but join in the discussion.
"The screenwriting for that show is excellent; the plot is so tight that it keeps the viewers hooked, and it doesn’t neglect the emotional scenes either. The entanglent of love and hate among the characters is portrayed very vividly. It’s just a bit too lodramatic, and once the plot starts breaking apart, it can collapse into a total ss."
Xiuxiu couldn’t help but sigh, although she was a movie screenwriter and different from TV screenwriters, she was still a screenwriter and could judge whether a script was good or bad.
She felt humbled by the script for "Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People".
Dong Qiin added, "It’s not just the script that’s outstanding; your directorial team’s casting is also spot-on. If any of the actors in it were unable to carry their role, the TV show would’ve fallen apart."
Thinking of sothing, Dong Qiin exclaid, "Gu Qiao, after all these years and so many arthouse films, though every one of them flopped, her ability to construct scenes, capture images, and handle colors is profound, all built upon layers of experience."
"Now that the drama is already halfway through broadcasting, if the rest is as excellent as the start, I have a feeling Gu Qiao will make a coback," Dong Qiin said with a grave expression.
Everyone in the industry and even online netizens knew that Tangna Film and Television, one of the leading film companies, was suppressing Gu Qiao.
No one believed that Gu Qiao could make a coback, but when ’Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People’ aired, the impressive ratings caught everyone by surprise.
He Jinxia had been busy with a reality show recently and hadn’t been following the industry news. Hearing their endless praise for ’Small Bridge’, she asked curiously,
"Did sothing big happen with ’Small Bridge’? Wasn’t it just in third place? Last ti I checked, they said the ratings were close to the second-place show. Has it beco second already?"
"And Director Gu, she’s very particular about this drama, almost as if she’s making a movie, she is a very dedicated and capable director."
Dong Qiin frowned, "Third place? That was centuries ago. Didn’t you know? Three days ago, ’Small Bridge’ already kicked the long-standing number one period drama down a notch. Now, it has beco number one in the ratings."
Xiao Xiuxiu added, "Not only that, but the drama’s popularity hasn’t waned in real life; almost every day, a new episode leads a trending topic. Oh, and in terms of online viewership, it’s also first among its contemporaries, heading towards breaking records."
He Jinxia was stunned by the news, overwheld by the magnitude of the update.
She had only been gone for seven days; how could it feel like she had missed a whole month?
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