This shooting wrapped up quickly. After more than three months, the director was extremely excited and promptly gathered the whole crew for a wrap - up party.
The party was held in the best local hotel. In high spirits, the director almost rented out half of the hotel.
Whether it was the leading actors, supporting roles, or even the unknown crew members, they all had the honor to attend.
In short, it was a very lively occasion.
The venue was ablaze with activity. The tables were filled with sumptuous delicacies. People were toasting and chatting merrily. Qin Qiao'er was sitting next to the director. On her left was the director, and on her right was the leading actor of this script.
"Come on, everyone, eat and drink to your heart's content." The director stood up, holding his glass, and toasted everyone one by one. Then he drained his glass in one gulp.
Everyone also stood up. They said some nice words, sharing what they had learned or gained during this period. The atmosphere was truly exciting.
"By the way, Qin Qiao'er, I heard you're getting married this month, right? Great! We'll all definitely come to support you then. Hahaha."
The director was clearly a bit drunk. His face was red, and his usually serious face now looked a bit cute.
This director was a nice guy. He was upright in both his work and personal life and had a good reputation in the entertainment industry. Qin Qiao'er had gradually grown under his care. Hearing what he said, she quickly stood up.
She raised a glass to toast him. "Director, you're joking. Everyone here must come to support me then. I'm really looking forward to your blessings."
She looked around. Everyone was looking at her with bright eyes. Amidst everyone's blessings, she drained the glass of wine in one go and immediately received a round of applause.
No one asked why Qin Qiao'er was with Zhao Youting. Some people had already guessed, though. After all, Zhao Youting had come to their filming set to visit Qin Qiao'er so many times. Such an obvious pursuit was clear to everyone.
However, no one had expected that Qin Qiao'er would really marry into the Zhao family.
In the entertainment industry, there were many beautiful and talented female stars who were eager to marry into wealthy families. But even if they gave birth to seven or eight children for their partners, it often didn't work out.
Apparently, Qin Qiao'er was a lucky woman. Apart from sighing about her good fortune, everyone else just offered their blessings.
The wrap - up party ended soon. In the evening, Qin Qiao'er, accompanied by Tu Qinqin, staggered back home.
Of course, this was still Qin Qiao'er's home. Even though Zhao Youting had proposed to her, they wouldn't live together until they got married.
"You, you. Why did you drink so much? You clearly can't hold your liquor, but you got yourself drunk. See if you can get up tomorrow."
While putting her on the bed, Tu Qinqin took a towel to wipe the sweat off her face, as well as the red wine on her mouth and chin.
"Tomorrow? Why do I need to get up early tomorrow? I'm going to sleep in. You mustn't wake me up." Although she was drunk, she was still conscious and quickly retorted after hearing Tu Qinqin's words.
"Your eyes are almost shut. And you're still saying this. Don't you forget you're getting married this month. Aren't you going to choose your wedding dress?"
"Right, the wedding dress!" The words "wedding dress" were like a depth charge, instantly sobering her up.
Her eyes suddenly widened. She flipped over and sat up. Staring blankly ahead, she said, "Oh yes, I haven't chosen my wedding dress yet. I'm getting married this month. Let me count how many days are left..."
She stretched out her fingers. "One day, two days..."
She counted on her fingers one by one. But having drunk too much, although she only had five fingers, in her blurry vision, it seemed as if there were seven or eight.
"Oh no, oh no. Why do I have so many fingers? Oh my god, Sister Qinqin, save me. I'm going crazy. I haven't even chosen my wedding dress yet, and there are only a few days left."
Her panicked look made Tu Qinqin even more frustrated. Tu Qinqin helplessly pushed her back down on the bed.
"Just lie down quietly and stop acting crazy. Don't worry. There are still about ten days. It's enough time for you to choose a wedding dress."
"So there are still so many days. That's good. I'm relieved. But why do my fingers seem to have increased? Qinqin, look."
She nervously stretched out her left hand in front of Tu Qinqin. "Look, don't I have two extra fingers here? Look, look, right here."
As she said this, she twitched her ring finger and little finger. Why were there two extra fingers?
However, Tu Qinqin looked at her as if she were a fool, rolled her eyes, and turned away, ignoring her.
Seeing Tu Qinqin leave, Qin Qiao'er lost the desire to talk. She closed her eyes again and soon fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, she woke up with a splitting headache. Having drunk too much the night before, when she woke up, it felt as if her head had been run over by a wheel.
"Oh my god, it hurts so much." She was woken up by the pain. She couldn't help covering her head with both hands and rubbing it hard.
"Qinqin, Sister Qinqin, where are you?"
When her head didn't hurt so much, she looked around and found herself in her bedroom.
The morning sun shone through the open window and cast an orange halo on the floor, looking extremely colorful.
"What time is it?" Seeing the bright sun, Qin Qiao'er was shocked. She quickly picked up the phone next to the bedside table. When she opened it, she found that it was already 1:00 p.m.
"Oh my god, oh my god. Am I late?" She remembered that Tu Qinqin had specifically made an appointment for her with a wedding - dress designer today at 12 noon.
Now it was so late. Was she going to be scolded?
So she immediately stood up in a hurry to put on her shoes. Without combing her hair or washing her face, she ran downstairs and happened to meet Tu Qinqin coming out of the kitchen.
"Hey, you're awake. Wake up and eat something quickly." Tu Qinqin didn't scold her. She just pointed at the food on the table.
Qin Qiao'er looked at her for a while. It seemed that she wasn't angry. So her nervousness faded away.