Chapter 200 - Reporters, Ladies, and Gentlemen, Look At What She’s Done! (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The makeup artist trailed behind and said, “Sir, if you’re shooting like this, the effect will be vastly different from your wife. The final picture won’t look nice!”

“If it’s not going to look nice, why would I find Zhao Shinian?” Qi Chengzhi turned around and glanced at the make-up artist. His stern glare frightened her so badly that she could not move.

Then, Qi Chengzhi went straight to the shooting area and sat on the couch.

The makeup artist pouted. ‘Rich people are so capricious,’ she thought.

Song Yu did not let the makeup artist put too much makeup on her. She was going for that natural look.

Since it was only a photoshoot, her footwear would not be visible under the dress. Song Yu wanted her body proportion to stand out in the wedding dress but instead of high heels, she chose to wear wedges for comfort.

When she came out, Qi Chengzhi was scrolling his phone and reading through a few of his investments. Song Yu’s footsteps were not very loud—mostly drowned out by the voices of the crew.

However, Qi Chengzhi could feel her presence. He raised his head and saw Song Yu holding the long train of her dress. The crew members were worried she would trip and lent a hand.

The entire wedding gown was covered in delicate lace. The neckline was not too revealing. It was skillfully sewn and hugged her shoulders perfectly. The curve extended from one side of the shoulder to the other, forming the boat neckline. The sleeves were tailored long and they reached her wrists. The lace material adhered to her arm, and her fair skin was vaguely visible through the patterns.

The wedding dress was seamless, following the curve of her body up to her waist. There was a black pearl waist chain. At the clasp of the chain, a long string of black pearls descended the side of her thigh. The jewelry swayed tantalizingly as she walked.

The train started from her waist and billowed out behind her.

Although lace was all you could see from the front, there was a white top underneath. Hence, it was not at all revealing and appeared very proper.

Qi Chengzhi’s throat became dry seeing her in the wedding dress. He was even more touched than when he collected their marriage certificate. She was truly marrying him.

There was something lacking with having just the marriage certificate.

Song Yu looked exceptionally attractive in the wedding dress. She did not put any makeup on her shoulders, yet the wedding dress did not overshadow her fair skin.

She stood prim and proper, looking at him. Qi Chengzhi’s eyes were fixated on her. He stood up slowly but did not move—it was as if his legs had grown roots. He only stared at Song Yu.

The pasty little girl from his past was now in a wedding dress, standing there, waiting for him. Qi Chengzhi was filled with an indescribable sense of happiness. The warmth seeped out from his chest to his limbs.

He approached her slowly.

Song Yu watched his slender form approach. Dressed in the groom’s suit, Qi Chengzhi was dashing as ever. He was gorgeous to the point of mesmerizing—you could not look away from him.

Her dark eyes focused on him in his well-trimmed suit. She felt a sense of pride in her chest. Her abdomen clenched involuntarily.

Qi Chengzhi stopped in front of her, his gaze never leaving her. It made her a bit shy. A faint blush was working its way up her face and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

Her hands tugged at her dress nervously. A touch on the back of her hand made her stop. She looked over and saw his elegant hand touching the back of her hand. The knobs in his fingers moved as he played with her pinkie. The flitting touches gave her goosebumps.

His actions made it seem like he was shy, although Song Yu knew ‘shy’ was not a suitable description of Qi Chengzhi.

His fingers managed to push beneath her pinkie as his thumb continued to massage the back of her hand. His hand slowly enveloped hers.

Qi Chengzhi said nothing. He just stared at her intently, making her breathing go haywire.

She looked down in embarrassment. She was afraid that he would kiss her regardless of all the people surrounding them.

At the sound of the photographer’s assistant greeting the photographer, Song Yu felt his stare decreased in intensity.

Qi Chengzhi wrapped his arm around her waist to lead her. Suddenly, he noticed something odd.

With a startled look, he took half a step back to study Song Yu’s back. He squinted.

The wedding dress only covered her front!

He was too busy to check the dress when it was delivered. This was his first time seeing it.

He thought of his time in France. He could not believe that the designer actually made the dress as discussed.

The back was all lace and lace only. There was no sheer material covering her back. If someone were to touch her back, they would be in direct contact with her smooth skin.

Moreover, the lace parted in the center of her back. Although the parting was not wide, one could clearly see the curve of her spine.

There was a long ribbon tied into a bow at the back of her neck. The ribbon draped across her back to her waist and swayed, occasionally blocking the view of her exposed back.

Qi Chengzhi was consoled by the fact that the bridal veil was very long. On the day of the wedding, it would cover her back. Today would be an exception.

“What’s wrong?” Song Yu asked after realizing Qi Chengzhi had stopped.

Qi Chengzhi’s face remained stony. He placed his palm on the small of her back in hopes of covering whatever he could. He said coolly, “Nothing.”

Before the start of the shoot, the photographer exchanged greetings with them in a pleasant manner.

He was no doubt a professional photographer who knew how to influence the room. Song Yu was a bit uncomfortable with posing affectionately with Qi Chengzhi in front of so many people, but she relaxed after hearing some humorous stories from the photographer.

The photographer took the photos efficiently. They were not required to hold any pose for too long. Some small moments between them were also captured by the photographer.

Song Yu and Qi Chengzhi also changed into different costumes for the shoot. Qi Chengzhi was worried that Song Yu would get tired, so they ended as soon as possible. Even then, an entire morning had passed.

Song Yu and Qi Chengzhi changed back into their clothes and sat in front of the computer for photo selection.

All the photos looked good to Qi Chengzhi so he wanted them all. He picked two of his favorites to be printed in a large format for the living room and their bedroom. Some of the photos were made into personalized items to serve as decorations for the house while the remaining were printed as a photobook. Qi Chengzhi also left his personal email address as he wanted an electronic copy of the photos once they finished processing them.

Other than adding some background effects, there was not much that required editing. Hence, the processing was swift.

A week later, the photos arrived in a giant package at Viewpark Residence on a Saturday morning.

Qi Chengzhi rolled up his sleeves and climbed up the ladder. He took it upon himself to drill the holes and hammered the nails for the enlarged photos. Song Yu helped with the positioning. “Angle it a bit to the left. Higher. Just a tiny bit lower.”

Once the living room was settled, they moved on to the bedroom. Then, they decorated the room with the personalized items. At last, with everything up, they stood in the middle of the bedroom with a satisfied grin. The bedroom looked more like a wedding room now.

Song Yu surveyed the bedroom. On the bedside table, there was a photo of them in their wedding attire. On the small, round table, there were two mugs, one printed with Qi Chengzhi’s photo while the other had hers. When the two mugs were placed together, they formed the complete wedding photo.

The one with Qi Chengzhi’s photo was hers and vice versa.

The mugs were set down by Qi Chengzhi. He had spent a few minutes of total focus, adjusting the mugs with a frown on his face. Only when the mugs were tightly connected was he satisfied.

On the wall above the bed was the scaled-up wedding photo. Two cushion pillows were on the bed, one with Song Yu’s side profile, the other with Qi Chengzhi’s. When pressed together, it formed a picture of them kissing.

These two pillows were also placed by Qi Chengzhi. He had fussed over the position of the pillows for the longest time.

Once everything was done, Qi Chengzhi put his hands in his pockets and studied the room in silence.

“…” Song Yu kept her mouth shut. The number of wedding photos in the room was a bit overboard in her opinion.

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At night, Yan Beicheng and the others came over. Each of them had volunteered their cars for the upcoming wedding on Saturday. Therefore, Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu had invited them over for dinner, along with a discussion the agenda on their big day.