A beautiful summer night

The wedding photos were taken with the theme of the four seasons, plus a main wedding dress light and shadow series, for a total of five sets.

Because it was a real-life shoot, it took nearly four days just to shoot these five sets of wedding photos. If it weren't for the fact that Xia Wanzhi had used up so much energy, Xie Qiyan probably would have shot the "Ten Lives, Ten Worlds" series.

Xie Qiyan was more concerned about the wedding than Xia Wanzhi, and was also more excited.

Driven by the goal of giving his beloved girl the most perfect and romantic wedding, Xie Qiyan took a hands-on approach to everything.

On her way to the photography studio to select photos, Xia Wanzhi stared out the window, lost in thought.

Sunlight streamed through the car window, casting a halo that seemed to dance on her beautiful eyelashes.

"Tired?" Xie Qi reached out and held her slightly cool fingertips.

Xia Wanzhi glanced sideways, pursed her lips, and shook her head. Thinking that Xie Qiyan had gone to great lengths to hold a wedding so soon after Xie Tianqi's funeral, she felt quite worried: "Is this really okay?"

As a result, outsiders will have no idea what to say about Xie Qiyan.

He already had a reputation as a living Yama, and this latest incident only confirms that reputation.

Everyone says that her Ayan is cold and heartless, but they don't know how good her Ayan really is.

"It's alright." Xie Qiyan rubbed his fingertips against Xia Wanzhi's palm, bringing up the old man to reassure her. "Didn't Grandpa also say it's alright?"

Furthermore, the wedding was not held at the Xie family home, and no unimportant people were invited.

Xie Qiyan would not change the wedding date just because of Xie Tianqi.

What traditions, what customs? Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he would have to make way for him.

He never believed in anything supernatural or bizarre; Xia Wanzhi was his goddess.

With Xia Wanzhi around, he was immune to all poisons and had no taboos.

Upon arriving at the photography studio, Xia Wanzhi had just gotten out of her car when Jiang Baichuan's car slowly pulled up behind her.

"What a coincidence, you're here to select finished products too?" Jiang Baichuan poked his head out and showed off before even getting out of the car.

Xie Qiyan didn't even bother to look at him.

A while ago, when they were taking wedding photos, Yunli was free and came to help Xia Wanzhi. Little did she know that Jiang Baichuan would follow along like a leech.

So after Xie Qiyan and Xia Wanzhi finished their wedding photos, Jiang Baichuan shamelessly coaxed Yunli into taking two sets of couple photos with them.

Couple photoshoots are something Xie Qiyan doesn't do.

Before getting out of the car, Yunli pinched Jiang Baichuan's arm and gave him a look that signaled him to stop showing off.

Xia Wanzhi didn't know what the two men were competing about, but she found it inexplicably funny: "Let's go in and finish choosing as soon as possible. Only Zhu Zi is in the studio, and I'm afraid she'll be too busy to handle."

"The studio's reputation has certainly grown, but with you so busy, you'll have to squeeze in time even for your wedding." Yun Li sighed, pressing Xia Wanzhi's temples with concern. "You're not planning to fill your entire year's schedule, are you?"

At this critical juncture, Xia Wanzhi still hasn't stopped taking orders, and Yunli couldn't understand what she was thinking.

Xia Wanzhi simply smiled and said, "I only received offers until July."

After finishing my busy month in July, I had a lot of free time afterwards.

Xie Qiyan assumed Xia Wanzhi was just passionate about her work, but upon hearing this remark, he instantly understood her meaning.

The schedule is fully booked until the end of July.

In August, Yao Qin was to return to Nancheng.

Xie Qiyan looked at his wife in surprise, his eyes deep.

She wanted to accompany Yao Qin back to Nancheng.

Meeting his gaze, Xia Wanzhi tilted her head and smiled, offering no explanation.

Photographers are good at capturing beautiful moments, especially when they encounter a good model, they can't help but press the shutter again and again. Looking at the thousands of photos, Xia Wanzhi was briefly caught in a dilemma.

The film selector kept praising them for their excellent films.

Xia Wanzhi twitched her lips and glanced at Xie Qiyan.

Xie Qiyan smiled broadly: "My wife looks like this, does she need retouching?"

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

The film selector's lips twitched slightly; he couldn't understand the tactics of these domineering CEOs, and finally chose to keep quiet.

This photography studio was introduced to Xie Qiyan by Qu Huai. The studio owner and Qu Huai were friends. Because they had experienced the torment from the two Qu brothers, the staff in charge of reception were already mentally prepared.

There's no need to offer suggestions; just nod and agree.

The film selection took more than an hour. During this time, Xia Wanzhi occasionally replied to Zhu Zi's messages. She was faster than Yun Li. While waiting for Yun Li, her heart gradually calmed down, and she started thinking about the wedding four days later.

Everyone was looking forward to that day, and she was too.

The people around her were excitedly busy preparing for the wedding, and she knew she shouldn't spoil the mood. But every time she quieted down, she would think of Xie Tianqi's funeral, which was only twenty days apart from her own wedding.

The old man said it was fine, but he always followed the rules and traditions, so how could he not care about the conflict between red and white?

Besides, what would the other members of the Xie family say about Xie Qiyan in private?

Even if he had no feelings for his father, who had just died not long ago, he was still his biological father.

Xia Wanzhi's mind has been somewhat confused these past few days due to being dominated by morality.

“In some places, there’s a custom like this,” Xie Qiyan said suddenly as he sat down next to her. “People can get married within 100 days of a loved one’s death.”

Xia Wanzhi was slightly taken aback, her eyelashes trembling as she looked at Xie Qiyan.

She was surprised that her thoughts had been seen through, and she was also curious about Xie Qiyan's claim that they could get married within a hundred days.

Xie Qiyan has never been bound by rules, but how could he watch Xia Wanzhi bear the moral condemnation for him because she was worried about his reputation?

"My mother told me that there is such a custom in Nancheng." Xie Qiyan held Xia Wanzhi's hand and said slowly, "If anyone goesssips, I will use this as a reason to fight back."

"Mama-sensei, don't worry about me being condemned by the world," Xie Qiyan reassured his wife with a light laugh. "Who do they think they are, to dare criticize me?"

So arrogant and unruly, so unrestrained and arrogant.

The light that had faded in Xia Wanzhi's eyes suddenly regrouped, brightening for just a moment, tinged with deep longing: "Yes, how come I never understood?"

Her Ayan is so good, no one has the right to criticize him.

“I haven’t called him ‘father’ since I was six years old. So what kind of father is he? And what filial piety do I need to observe?” Finally, Xie Qiyan had coaxed him into a good mood. He raised an eyebrow slightly and said cryptically, “Besides, I have a stepfather who’s always vying for power. If you want to observe filial piety, do it for him.”

Xie Qiyan had thought it through. As long as Yao Qin was willing, he could open the door wide to welcome Liu Shubai.

Xia Wanzhi laughed out loud, thinking of Liu Shubai, who had no official status but whom she could not get rid of no matter what, and couldn't help but sigh at the affection in this world.

Someone is pushing you into the abyss.

Someone will pull you back to the human world.

Liu Shubai's unwavering companionship over the past ten years has finally brought him happiness.