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  At the thought of that, he gently placed a kiss on her temple……

  “Bridal photos?”


  In a coffee shop, Mu Yancheng’s expression slightly blanched, his lips curling up in an ambiguous smile that seemed somewhat mocking, when his prospective wife mentioned that they should take their bridal photos as soon as possible.

  He lifted the coffee cup to his lips and sipped gently at it before he cast his scornful gaze onto the lady sitting opposite of him, which made her feel uncomfortable and humiliated.

  Song Enya curtly demanded, “What are you laughing about?!”


  “It turns out that Miss Song is such a romanticist! A bridal photoshoot?” He let out another scoff. “I think we can skip that since it’s fake and pointless! You know very well why I’m marrying you, yet you want me to stand beside you to take bridal photos? Don’t you find the idea revolting?”


  He shook his head once more. “Just drop the idea!”


  “Isn’t a bridal photoshoot part of the wedding ceremony?!” the missy snapped. “We should complete every step of it since we’re getting married. As you know, being the eldest daughter of the Songs, my family has high expectations for this marriage! This is why I called you out here! Besides, what about the wedding gown that I’ll be wearing on the big day itself? According to my mom, since it’s a once-in-a-lifetime affair, we should hold a grand wedding and hire a well-known designer to design my gowns and jewelry! Also, the wedding ring needs to have a huge diamond on it, or it’ll look pathetic!”


  She was still furious over what had happened at the bridal shop last time.

  She heard from the retail staff that a few of those gowns would be worn on the wedding day itself, while the others would be worn for the bridal photoshoot

  God knew how jealous the missy was! This was why she was so stubborn, bordering on obsession, about her wedding gowns.

  The more the young man heard, the more irked he got. His second uncle had instructed him to rope the Songs in to his side, for it would be beneficial to him. The missy had her uses, so the elder wanted him to treat her better; at the very least, he must not let the harmonious relationship between both families be hurt again. He was expected to fulfill whatever requests she had on the account of her family.

  However, he found it revolting to see the missy, whose face was caked with makeup. Just sitting face-to-face with her was enough to make him feel ill at ease. He was tired of dealing with this shrewd missy!

  She called him out to discuss their wedding ceremony, so he freed up some time to meet her.

  Work had kept him up to his ears in the past few days and whatever spare time he had was spent searching for Meng Qingxue’s whereabouts.