Translated by: Cherry
Tian Du Studio was located in a very good location in the downtown area. This location was very conspicuous, but the most outstanding thing about Tian Du Studio was not its location, but its photographer. It has been said that this photographer had won many photography awards, the highest of which was an international award that greatly raised the popularity of the studio to an unparalleled level. However, this was the first time Yisheng had found out about this studio. She was truly too ignorant.
When Song Anchen brought Yisheng to the studio it was already 10 in the morning. The sun was shining bright and the warm sunshine shone onto their body, causing their hearts to feel a surge of emotions. When Song Anchen and Yisheng walked into that studio, they saw Song Anchen’s mother, who had been waiting for a long time. Song Anchen’s mother smiled as she walked over, she was wearing a brown nylon coat with a chiffon shirt inside. Although she was not young, she was still full of charm. She did not say a word before she held Yisheng, taking a look at her, before touching her stomach, “Mm, thankfully, your stomach hasn’t grown yet. The dress Song Anchen chose will look good.”
When Yisheng heard the words ‘belly size’, she suddenly turned pale and felt overwhelmed. Song Anchen winked at her mischievously and chatted causally before turning to his mother and said, “Mom, don’t waste the photographer’s time, we only have a two-hour appointment.”
Song Anchen’s mother pursed her lips and pretended that she was offended, “As expected, you’ve forgotten your mom after getting a wife. I’ve only spoken for a few minutes! Unfilial,” Song Anchen’s mother looked angry, but she changed her expression faster than those face-changing shows, it was very mysterious. Yisheng heard the sound of someone coming downstairs a short distance away and Song Anchen’s mother instantly smiled as she walked towards the staircase.
“Darling…” Song Anchen’s mother called out. She was not acting sweet, but instead, it was like she was calling someone intimately.
Yisheng saw a foreigner come downstairs. He was quite tall, at least 1.9 meters tall. Song Anchen’s mother was very tall but only reached his shoulder in height. When the two of them got close to each other, they pressed their cheeks together in greeting. Song Anchen’s mother then introduced Yisheng and Song Anchen to him, “This is my baby and this is my baby’s baby.”
Baby’s baby! Yisheng felt very speechless. Song Anchen led Yisheng forward and nodded at him, before pinching Yisheng’s shoulder as she was in a daze and was acting rudely. Yisheng hurriedly bowed to him, “Hello.”
“Darling, your baby is so beautiful. Your baby’s baby is so cartoonish,” The foreigner said to Song Anchen’s mother with a smile.
Song Anchen’s mother was obviously stunned. He used ‘beautiful’ as an adjective for his son while describing her daughter-in-law as ‘cartoonish’. This was her first time experiencing this kind of thing. She pulled on the foreigner, “You should use handsome for me,” As for cartoonish, Song Anchen’s mother was still thinking about what that meant.
The foreigner grabbed Song Ancehn’s mother, “Very perfect. You gave me such a handsome Chinese son.”
It turned out that the foreigner was Song Anchen’s French husband. Song Anchen seemed to know about this already. He smiled slightly, as a way of dealing with it.
“Channing is already waiting for you upstairs,” The foreigner told Song Anchen.
Song Anchen’s mother snuggled up to the foreigner and said to Song Anchen, “Hurry and bring Yisheng with you to take photos. Time waits for no man.”
Song Anchen nodded and led Yisheng upstairs. Yisheng followed behind him, grabbing onto Song Anchen’s arm like pulling a rope, “How many times have you been here?”
“Many times, so many that I can’t remember,” Song Anchen responded mildly. While this seemed insignificant, Yisheng was feeling very sweet in her heart. It turned out that he was excited as well.
When they got to the attic, the temperature of the room suddenly increased. In front of them, a man wrapped in a towel was standing next to a wall full of photos, touching his jaw as he looked at those photos, pondering.
Song Anchen coughed softly and the man turned his head around.
The man was obviously of a mixed-race, the kind that had the perfect mix of features. He had delicate features and a good figure. Yisheng could not help but notice his figure. Afterall, that man was wearing just a towel and he did not read the situation, not caring that a woman walked in.
Channing suddenly looked at Song Anchen like he had seen a demon and suddenly yelled, “F̲u̲c̲k̲!” Then, he rushed over and held Song Anchen’s shoulders before glancing at Yisheng, expression hard to read as he said, “It’s you.”
Song Anchen looked towards Channing with a strange expression and Channing suddenly realized that he was being rude. He let go of Song Anchen’s shoulders and had an expression of calmness as he asked with a not very accurate accent, “You’re Song Anchen, right?”
Song Anchen was still looking at the excited man indifferently. The man looked Song Anchen up and down and praised him, “Your figure is perfect and you have an excellent appearance. This bearing, especially your eyes that shine slightly with charisma. You’re simply a work of art carefully carved by God.” Then, Channing turned to look at Yisheng and tutted, “God must have had a seizure and trembled when he made this work of art.”
Yisheng instantly glared at him. Channing chuckled, “How can that trembling curve of your face be so perfect?”After he said that, he wanted to touch Yisheng’s face. Song Anchen instantly pulled his wandering hands away and smiled slightly, “The photographer’s time in the studio must be very precious. Let’s get right to the point.”
“That’s true,” Channing took a coat from one end of the sofa and wore it. Then, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and smiled at Song Anchen, “I’m rarely at Tian Du Studio. It was opened for me by my dad, otherwise, I won’t come here. The only people that can bring me here are the guests,” Channing smiled and stared at Song Anchen’s face, “I’m very satisfied with the potential of your appearance. My request is very simple. I don’t want money, I just want the rights to the photos I take of you. I promise I won’t do bad things to it, alright?”
The two of them hesitated.
Channing then said, “I know that you are Elvin’s Chinese son, and have enough money to pay for my services. But… if I’m in a bad mood, money is nothing.”
This was an obvious threat. Yisheng wanted to take a step out and reject the request. However, Song Anchen pulled Yisheng back and smiled, “Alright.”
Yisheng turned her head to look at Song Anchen in disbelief. She saw that his expression was calm as if this matter did not affect him.
“Okay, then come on. Hurry and change into your wedding clothes,” Channing clapped his hands and walked towards the photography area. When the two of them were left there, Yisheng asked in a small voice, “I haven’t chosen the wedding dress yet.”
“I’ve already chosen it,” Song Anchen smiled and pushed her into the dressing room. A makeup artist was waiting in the dressing room. She was holding a dress that had many layers of white silk and lace. It did not look like a wedding dress at all and was completely shapeless. Yisheng instantly thought that this must have been a wedding dress that some other couple ordered that had come apart. But when the makeup artist brought her to change her clothes, and when she put on the wedding dress, she realized that it was indeed a wedding dress.
Gosh, her wedding dress was made of many layers…
“I want to change my dress,” Yisheng hurriedly stooped the makeup artist from continuing. The makeup artist smiled and stopped her actions, “This was specially chosen for you by Mr. Song, it’s a special dress from our shop.”
“What if it slips down?” She kept feeling like this dress was loose. If that happened, she would be completely bare.
The makeup artist chuckled, “Don’t worry, this was specially designed and we paid attention to many things. It isn’t so low-level. Besides this white pleated ribbon on your waist that will affect your dress if it moves, the dress cannot be pulled off you.”
Yisheng suddenly felt a terrible feeling, what did that mean? Does that mean that as long as someone pulled on the ribbon on her waist, her dress would fall off? Yisheng could not help but grit her teeth. Song Anchen was a beast that was hidden behind proper clothes.
“The bride is very beautiful,” At that moment, the stylist had already helped her adjust the wedding dress and brought Yisheng out. Yisheng happened to bump into Song Anchen, who had changed into his suit. For a moment, Yisheng felt like there was a strange feeling of forever. Song Anchen was wearing a white suit, along with his perfect body and his fatal smile, Yisheng felt a little dizzy.
Song Anchen also saw Yisheng, with the white lace falling below her knee, revealing her shoulders and looking slightly shy. For this life, she would be his wife, regardless of life and death, she would not separate from him. He seemed to recall the oath that he had heard when he and Yisheng went to someone else’s wedding when they were young. And he had been persistent in his wish to be with her the whole time and finally…
“Yisheng,” The two of them faced each other and Song Anchen suddenly shouted, holding her hand with a smile.
“Hm?”
“Wife.”
“Erm.”
Yisheng felt that something was wrong with Song Anchen.
“Click…” A flash suddenly destroyed the rarely seen atmosphere between the two of them. They turned and saw that Channing, who had succeeded in taking a sudden photo admire the photo he took in satisfaction.
“Oh, that’s beautiful,” Channing flattered them. The stylist scolded him, “The bride hasn’t put on her makeup yet.”
“There’s no need, she’s very beautiful,” Song Anchen stared at Yisheng’s eyes and said slowly. Yisheng heard Song Anchen’s rare praise and could not help but pull on his shirt, speaking by his ear, “Little Brother Song…”
“Hm?” He suddenly snorted.
“Hubby~” Yisheng instantly changed the way she addressed him.
Song Anchen narrowed his eyes. Obviously, he was allowing Yisheng to continue. Yisheng paused and then said, “Act normally, I’m not used to you right now.”
“Oh? Am I acting very strangely?” Song Anchen looked at Yisheng in surprise.
Yisheng nodded her head frantically. She had always felt that if Song Anchen was too gentle, something must have happened. He had never been a docile sheep, he would not bleat softly. He was definitely a big gray wolf who coaxed a rabbit to open the door.
Song Anchen smiled, “Hmm~~~” He dragged out the last sound, seeming to have sudden enlightenment. He asked Channing, “What are the props for the shoot?”
“What do you want?” Channing asked.
Song Anchen looked down at Yisheng with a smile. There was a knife hidden in that smile. Yisheng looked at that smile and she suddenly thought that she was not the kind of rabbit who insisted on seeing a rabbit tail before letting the gray wolf in. Instead, she was the kind of stupid rabbit who insisted on seeing the tail of the big gray wolf before she opened the door herself and sent herself straight into the mouth of the big gray wolf.
“Candles.”
Channing’s eyes suddenly widened and Yisheng looked at Song Anchen with a suspicious look. She saw him smile with all kinds of amorous feelings hidden in his smile.
Translated by: Cherry
Tian Du Studio was located in a very good location in the downtown area. This location was very conspicuous, but the most outstanding thing about Tian Du Studio was not its location, but its photographer. It has been said that this photographer had won many photography awards, the highest of which was an international award that greatly raised the popularity of the studio to an unparalleled level. However, this was the first time Yisheng had found out about this studio. She was truly too ignorant.
When Song Anchen brought Yisheng to the studio it was already 10 in the morning. The sun was shining bright and the warm sunshine shone onto their body, causing their hearts to feel a surge of emotions. When Song Anchen and Yisheng walked into that studio, they saw Song Anchen’s mother, who had been waiting for a long time. Song Anchen’s mother smiled as she walked over, she was wearing a brown nylon coat with a chiffon shirt inside. Although she was not young, she was still full of charm. She did not say a word before she held Yisheng, taking a look at her, before touching her stomach, “Mm, thankfully, your stomach hasn’t grown yet. The dress Song Anchen chose will look good.”
When Yisheng heard the words ‘belly size’, she suddenly turned pale and felt overwhelmed. Song Anchen winked at her mischievously and chatted causally before turning to his mother and said, “Mom, don’t waste the photographer’s time, we only have a two-hour appointment.”
Song Anchen’s mother pursed her lips and pretended that she was offended, “As expected, you’ve forgotten your mom after getting a wife. I’ve only spoken for a few minutes! Unfilial,” Song Anchen’s mother looked angry, but she changed her expression faster than those face-changing shows, it was very mysterious. Yisheng heard the sound of someone coming downstairs a short distance away and Song Anchen’s mother instantly smiled as she walked towards the staircase.
“Darling…” Song Anchen’s mother called out. She was not acting sweet, but instead, it was like she was calling someone intimately.
Yisheng saw a foreigner come downstairs. He was quite tall, at least 1.9 meters tall. Song Anchen’s mother was very tall but only reached his shoulder in height. When the two of them got close to each other, they pressed their cheeks together in greeting. Song Anchen’s mother then introduced Yisheng and Song Anchen to him, “This is my baby and this is my baby’s baby.”
Baby’s baby! Yisheng felt very speechless. Song Anchen led Yisheng forward and nodded at him, before pinching Yisheng’s shoulder as she was in a daze and was acting rudely. Yisheng hurriedly bowed to him, “Hello.”
“Darling, your baby is so beautiful. Your baby’s baby is so cartoonish,” The foreigner said to Song Anchen’s mother with a smile.
Song Anchen’s mother was obviously stunned. He used ‘beautiful’ as an adjective for his son while describing her daughter-in-law as ‘cartoonish’. This was her first time experiencing this kind of thing. She pulled on the foreigner, “You should use handsome for me,” As for cartoonish, Song Anchen’s mother was still thinking about what that meant.
The foreigner grabbed Song Ancehn’s mother, “Very perfect. You gave me such a handsome Chinese son.”
It turned out that the foreigner was Song Anchen’s French husband. Song Anchen seemed to know about this already. He smiled slightly, as a way of dealing with it.
“Channing is already waiting for you upstairs,” The foreigner told Song Anchen.
Song Anchen’s mother snuggled up to the foreigner and said to Song Anchen, “Hurry and bring Yisheng with you to take photos. Time waits for no man.”
Song Anchen nodded and led Yisheng upstairs. Yisheng followed behind him, grabbing onto Song Anchen’s arm like pulling a rope, “How many times have you been here?”
“Many times, so many that I can’t remember,” Song Anchen responded mildly. While this seemed insignificant, Yisheng was feeling very sweet in her heart. It turned out that he was excited as well.
When they got to the attic, the temperature of the room suddenly increased. In front of them, a man wrapped in a towel was standing next to a wall full of photos, touching his jaw as he looked at those photos, pondering.
Song Anchen coughed softly and the man turned his head around.
The man was obviously of a mixed-race, the kind that had the perfect mix of features. He had delicate features and a good figure. Yisheng could not help but notice his figure. Afterall, that man was wearing just a towel and he did not read the situation, not caring that a woman walked in.
Channing suddenly looked at Song Anchen like he had seen a demon and suddenly yelled, “F̲u̲c̲k̲!” Then, he rushed over and held Song Anchen’s shoulders before glancing at Yisheng, expression hard to read as he said, “It’s you.”
Song Anchen looked towards Channing with a strange expression and Channing suddenly realized that he was being rude. He let go of Song Anchen’s shoulders and had an expression of calmness as he asked with a not very accurate accent, “You’re Song Anchen, right?”
Song Anchen was still looking at the excited man indifferently. The man looked Song Anchen up and down and praised him, “Your figure is perfect and you have an excellent appearance. This bearing, especially your eyes that shine slightly with charisma. You’re simply a work of art carefully carved by God.” Then, Channing turned to look at Yisheng and tutted, “God must have had a seizure and trembled when he made this work of art.”
Yisheng instantly glared at him. Channing chuckled, “How can that trembling curve of your face be so perfect?”After he said that, he wanted to touch Yisheng’s face. Song Anchen instantly pulled his wandering hands away and smiled slightly, “The photographer’s time in the studio must be very precious. Let’s get right to the point.”
“That’s true,” Channing took a coat from one end of the sofa and wore it. Then, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and smiled at Song Anchen, “I’m rarely at Tian Du Studio. It was opened for me by my dad, otherwise, I won’t come here. The only people that can bring me here are the guests,” Channing smiled and stared at Song Anchen’s face, “I’m very satisfied with the potential of your appearance. My request is very simple. I don’t want money, I just want the rights to the photos I take of you. I promise I won’t do bad things to it, alright?”
The two of them hesitated.
Channing then said, “I know that you are Elvin’s Chinese son, and have enough money to pay for my services. But… if I’m in a bad mood, money is nothing.”
This was an obvious threat. Yisheng wanted to take a step out and reject the request. However, Song Anchen pulled Yisheng back and smiled, “Alright.”
Yisheng turned her head to look at Song Anchen in disbelief. She saw that his expression was calm as if this matter did not affect him.
“Okay, then come on. Hurry and change into your wedding clothes,” Channing clapped his hands and walked towards the photography area. When the two of them were left there, Yisheng asked in a small voice, “I haven’t chosen the wedding dress yet.”
“I’ve already chosen it,” Song Anchen smiled and pushed her into the dressing room. A makeup artist was waiting in the dressing room. She was holding a dress that had many layers of white silk and lace. It did not look like a wedding dress at all and was completely shapeless. Yisheng instantly thought that this must have been a wedding dress that some other couple ordered that had come apart. But when the makeup artist brought her to change her clothes, and when she put on the wedding dress, she realized that it was indeed a wedding dress.
Gosh, her wedding dress was made of many layers…
“I want to change my dress,” Yisheng hurriedly stooped the makeup artist from continuing. The makeup artist smiled and stopped her actions, “This was specially chosen for you by Mr. Song, it’s a special dress from our shop.”
“What if it slips down?” She kept feeling like this dress was loose. If that happened, she would be completely bare.
The makeup artist chuckled, “Don’t worry, this was specially designed and we paid attention to many things. It isn’t so low-level. Besides this white pleated ribbon on your waist that will affect your dress if it moves, the dress cannot be pulled off you.”
Yisheng suddenly felt a terrible feeling, what did that mean? Does that mean that as long as someone pulled on the ribbon on her waist, her dress would fall off? Yisheng could not help but grit her teeth. Song Anchen was a beast that was hidden behind proper clothes.
“The bride is very beautiful,” At that moment, the stylist had already helped her adjust the wedding dress and brought Yisheng out. Yisheng happened to bump into Song Anchen, who had changed into his suit. For a moment, Yisheng felt like there was a strange feeling of forever. Song Anchen was wearing a white suit, along with his perfect body and his fatal smile, Yisheng felt a little dizzy.
Song Anchen also saw Yisheng, with the white lace falling below her knee, revealing her shoulders and looking slightly shy. For this life, she would be his wife, regardless of life and death, she would not separate from him. He seemed to recall the oath that he had heard when he and Yisheng went to someone else’s wedding when they were young. And he had been persistent in his wish to be with her the whole time and finally…
“Yisheng,” The two of them faced each other and Song Anchen suddenly shouted, holding her hand with a smile.
“Hm?”
“Wife.”
“Erm.”
Yisheng felt that something was wrong with Song Anchen.
“Click…” A flash suddenly destroyed the rarely seen atmosphere between the two of them. They turned and saw that Channing, who had succeeded in taking a sudden photo admire the photo he took in satisfaction.
“Oh, that’s beautiful,” Channing flattered them. The stylist scolded him, “The bride hasn’t put on her makeup yet.”
“There’s no need, she’s very beautiful,” Song Anchen stared at Yisheng’s eyes and said slowly. Yisheng heard Song Anchen’s rare praise and could not help but pull on his shirt, speaking by his ear, “Little Brother Song…”
“Hm?” He suddenly snorted.
“Hubby~” Yisheng instantly changed the way she addressed him.
Song Anchen narrowed his eyes. Obviously, he was allowing Yisheng to continue. Yisheng paused and then said, “Act normally, I’m not used to you right now.”
“Oh? Am I acting very strangely?” Song Anchen looked at Yisheng in surprise.
Yisheng nodded her head frantically. She had always felt that if Song Anchen was too gentle, something must have happened. He had never been a docile sheep, he would not bleat softly. He was definitely a big gray wolf who coaxed a rabbit to open the door.
Song Anchen smiled, “Hmm~~~” He dragged out the last sound, seeming to have sudden enlightenment. He asked Channing, “What are the props for the shoot?”
“What do you want?” Channing asked.
Song Anchen looked down at Yisheng with a smile. There was a knife hidden in that smile. Yisheng looked at that smile and she suddenly thought that she was not the kind of rabbit who insisted on seeing a rabbit tail before letting the gray wolf in. Instead, she was the kind of stupid rabbit who insisted on seeing the tail of the big gray wolf before she opened the door herself and sent herself straight into the mouth of the big gray wolf.
“Candles.”
Channing’s eyes suddenly widened and Yisheng looked at Song Anchen with a suspicious look. She saw him smile with all kinds of amorous feelings hidden in his smile.
