"I'll ask tomorrow, probably forgotten," the man's voice was steady in the dark.
"Oh." Not doubting him, she turned over to face the floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the scenery outside.
A moment later, he spoke, "Come over here a bit."
The quilt was limited in size, and there was a large distance between them.
"It's fine, you just lie in the middle. My angle to see the world is just right."
"..."
Qin Yige fell asleep without realizing it. Listening to her steady breathing, the man opened his eyes and found the air conditioner remote.
The temperature kept dropping, all the way down to the lowest setting of 16°.
Not long after, the girl sleeping by the bed, unable to pull more of the quilt, actively sought a warm place.
Drowsily, she didn't know what she had found, but it was warm. She reached out and hugged the heat source tightly.
In the dead of night, the man embraced the girl who had actively snuggled into his arms, the corners of his lips curling up.
Qin Yige was right. Lying in bed with the lights off, the night view outside was indeed beautiful.
When Qin Yige woke up the next day, she was the only one left in the bedroom, lying in the center of the large bed, occupying the most prime spot.
She lingered in bed for a while, not rushing to brush her teeth or wash her face, and went out to find Shang Sheng first.
Shang Sheng had just finished exercising and was about to come in for a shower, his body dripping with sweat, when he ran into her.
Qin Yige was still a little groggy, "Has the weather changed outside?"
"No." It was still close to 40 degrees Celsius. The early morning had already soared to 32 degrees.
"Oh." Perhaps the air conditioner in the room was quite powerful, she always felt very cold.
It was fine now, especially in the middle of the night yesterday, she was so cold that she looked for straw in her dreams to use as a quilt.
After breakfast, they went to the bridal shop together.
From selecting the wedding dress to the scenes and the shooting date, everything went smoothly and quickly.
The reason it was smooth was that Shang Sheng didn't say a word throughout the entire process. He listened to Qin Yige's every decision. Whichever scene she wanted to shoot, he agreed. Whichever dress she wanted to wear, he agreed.
He only needed to coordinate with her outfits and scenes, changing into two different colored suits.
He didn't even object to the location for the on-site shooting.
Qin Yige looked at the calm man with surprise, "You're okay with us going to the side of the road to shoot a night-road scene?"
"Mm."
She thought for a moment and concluded, "That's right. Anyway, it's not a wedding photo with the person I love most, so it doesn't matter what we shoot."
Shang Sheng: "..."
If he had known she would think this way, should he have made all the decisions himself?
Not only that, but Qin Yige said regretfully during a break, "Tsk tsk tsk, President Shang must have his own troubles, which is having the whole world but not being able to marry the woman he loves most."
He looked up, meeting her gaze.
"I should put down my work and arrange to photograph the sun-kissed Golden Mountain on Mount Everest, the runaway princess at Disneyland in Los Angeles, the Aurora Borealis at night in Iceland, the glacier and snowscapes of Alaska, or perhaps Hanfu or a qipao? Mrs. Shang, I can do all of these. If you can too, I'll arrange a private jet right now."
With each element he mentioned, Qin Yige's mind switched to a different scene, from the westernmost part of the country to Los Angeles, then to Iceland, and even to the distant Arctic.
It sounded tiring...
"No, no, you're changing the subject. I wanted you to express your opinion, not choose a place."
Shang Sheng: "If you want me to express an opinion, none of the scenes you've chosen are up to par. I can shoot on location, why should I be limited to specific scenes?"
The only place that was on location was the forest series.
"Isn't that because the time reserved for shooting wedding photos is too short? The wedding is about to be held, and we can't have the wedding before taking the photos, can we?"
He decisively gave his answer, "Yes, we can."
Qin Yige: "..."
Did he think that flying all over the world to take wedding photos was meaningful?
There was no need for it, truly no need.
She finally concluded, "Forget it. You just sit there quietly. As long as the photographer makes me look beautiful, even sitting on the sofa is fine."
The point wasn't where to shoot, but to make her look beautiful. As for whether they went on location or if Shang Sheng looked handsome, none of it mattered.
Throughout the entire day, Shang Sheng truly didn't speak up again.
However, thankfully, whenever Qin Yige asked him if the wedding dress or the qipao looked good, he would offer constructive opinions.
At 4:30 PM, an uninvited guest appeared at the bridal shop.
Qin Yige was on the verge of collapse from trying on wedding dresses, looking listless as her assistant helped her change.
But upon seeing the newcomer, she immediately perked up.
She hadn't seen Chen Ling for several days.
Chen Ling was standing beside Shang Sheng, waiting for him to sign some documents.
Qin Yige was currently wearing a black wedding dress, which was for the elegant black forest scene. She was holding a hat in her gloved hand and wearing black high heels.
Meeting Chen Ling's gaze, she handed the hat to the assistant director beside her and walked towards Shang Sheng, holding up her skirt.
"Secretary Chen is here?" she greeted him obediently.
The girl was wearing a simple black slip wedding dress. Her snow-white, smooth back was exposed to the air. The dress's form-fitting design showcased her excellent figure from all angles.
Her jet-black long hair was casually tied up on her head. Even without makeup at this moment, her natural beauty was undeniable.
She walked towards them with a smile, holding up her skirt, looking noble, elegant, and with a hint of playfulness and sexiness.
Chen Ling was stunned, momentarily forgetting to respond.
Shang Sheng had witnessed Qin Yige's beauty before, but this was the first time he saw her in a black wedding dress, exuding an elegant and sexy charm.
The girl came up to him, flashed a bright smile, then sat down beside him, intimately linking her arm through his, "Husband, have I kept you from your work by trying on dresses for so long?"
Husband?
Shang Sheng could certainly see her transformation.
When she saw the wedding dresses in the morning, her eyes lit up, but she soon grew tired of them. After lunch, she had completely wilted.
Now, not only was she suddenly energetic, but she also proactively called him husband, which was extremely rare.
Ignoring the hint of mischief in her bright smile, he replied, "No."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yige looked at Chen Ling again and said sweetly, "Secretary Chen, thank you for bringing documents all the way here. It must have been hard work!"
Chen Ling forced a smile, "Madam, you are too kind. This is what I should do."
"Husband, you must invite Secretary Chen to the wedding. Although you've always emphasized that you and she have always had a superior-subordinate relationship, she's been by your side for several years. If she hasn't earned merit, she's at least put in the effort, right?"
"..."
Putting aside the first sentence for now, "she's at least put in the effort" was a simple sentence that completely undermined all of Chen Ling's excellent performance.
Furthermore, Shang Sheng had never emphasized his relationship with Chen Ling to Qin Yige.