When Shen Yiming followed Zhao Renjie into the dressing room, the manager of the wedding parlor was respectfully holding up an ironed black shirt.
He saw Leng Lingxiao standing in front of the gold-rimmed mirror.
He raised his eyebrows and took off his white shirt, revealing his muscular upper body. His skin showed a healthy wheat color under the light, and his muscle lines were smooth and powerful, like a perfect sculpture.
Shen Yiming couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and secretly admired it in his heart.
Good guy, still so charming!
He knew that Leng Lingxiao had been working out, but he didn't expect that he could still maintain it so well at the age of 30. It was so outrageous that even a grown man like him, let alone a woman.
Leng Lingxiao seemed to notice something strange about Shen Yiming, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a proud smile.
His movements were vigorous and swift, without any sloppiness. Soon, he put on a new shirt and began to button it. His fingers were long and flexible, and every movement was very manly.
"What are you looking at?" Leng Lingxiao joked.
Shen Yiming scratched his head awkwardly, "It's nothing, I just think... I have a good figure!"
"It's rare for you to praise me."
"Really? Oh, I'm mainly afraid of your pride."
Although it was a temporary dressing room built for the convenience of shooting, it was also carefully arranged and resembled a smaller version of the cloakroom.
After a moment, Leng Lingxiao raised his hand and pointed: "It was just sent, take a look."
Wedding parlor manager: "?"
Sure enough, the richer you are...the more you work!
With this in mind, he couldn't help but feel a little more in awe when he was tying Leng Lingxiao's tie.
"Okay, we got it done so quickly, so we can do both the photoshoot and the photoshoot!" Shen Yiming smiled as he picked up the portfolio on the black leather sofa and flipped through it quickly.
Inside is the prepared plan.
Leng Lingxiao smiled faintly and patted Shen Yiming on the shoulder, "Isn't it because you are in charge, so...the old guys are afraid of losing their jobs."
Shen Yiming: "..."
Did I put pressure on them emotionally?
"Feng Jiaming is indeed a talent. He does things very quickly. It's so fast. I can't help but admire him!"
"Oh? How about compared to you?"
After Leng Lingxiao finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the shooting site. The manager of the wedding salon followed closely behind him, while Shen Yiming, who was holding the document in his hand, was in a daze.
Looking at Leng Lingxiao's back, an indescribable sense of urgency surged in his heart.
It took me a long time...Okay, I'll try my best.
At the same time, in another temporary dressing room, Tang Xiaowan also hung up the call to her assistant Tian Jiaojiao and walked towards the shooting area with a smile.
She loves life as much as she loves work.
Tang Xiaowan was wearing a pure white short wedding dress, which was cute and cute. The wind brought by the rotation of the propeller of the helicopter blew the skirt, making her look even more light and elegant, like an elf.
"Tangtang, you are... so beautiful!" Leng Lingxiao pulled her to his side with hot eyes.
"You too, so handsome!"
"Can I charm you?"
Tang Xiaowan looked firmly and smiled sweetly: "I fell down a long time ago. It was a long time ago."
"No matter how early it is...it's not early for me."
The two photographers constantly changed their angles to capture every subtle emotional exchange between them. Their smiles, eyes, and hugs and kisses were all accurately captured by the photographer.
Li Ruonan on the side was also infected by this romantic picture, smiling and enjoying it quietly.
Half an hour later, the shooting ended.
"Nannan, it's your turn." Tang Xiaowan took Li Ruonan's hand and walked straight to the helicopter.
"What are you doing? Tangtang, no..."
Just when Li Ruonan didn't know what he meant, Shen Yiming ran over with a smile on his face, wearing a handsome white shirt and a meticulous tie.
"Taking photos? Taking... photos of us?" Li Ruonan looked at Tang Xiaowan in surprise.
"Yes, that's right, it's a photo."
"No wonder you had to ask the makeup artist to put on your makeup when you were changing into your wedding dress. It turns out... luckily you were wearing a skirt. Thank you... Tangtang."
She was so excited.
Putting on makeup, changing dresses, it turned out that everything just now was a specially arranged surprise.
You can take photos with the helicopter!
Tang Xiaowan winked at Li Ruonan with a smile, and then ran towards Leng Lingxiao.
"Young man, you're quite considerate."
"By the way, weren't we taking photos of yachts in the afternoon? It was very windy on the sea. Nannan said she wouldn't go. She would go home to catch up on her sleep after work. She told me when she was changing into her wedding dress."
"Aren't you going to have dinner together at noon?"
"Maybe I'm tired. After all, I'm pregnant and I've been struggling all morning."
"Oh, okay, now you can..." Leng Lingxiao paused and stared at his little wife mischievously, "Take some comfort...for being neglected by your husband."
"How could anyone neglect you? That's nonsense."
"Whether it's cold or not, we'll know if we go back and verify it later, right?"
When Tang Xiaowan heard this, her cheeks turned red: "We have to go to Huanhai Villa in the afternoon... or go home? What if..."
"Try to... exercise restraint for your husband."
As soon as she finished speaking, Leng Lingxiao gently picked her up and walked towards the nanny car with a proud look on her face.
At the same time, Cheng Shi and Wang Meijuan had returned to Chicheng and were on their way to Wishing Sea. The mercenary convoy secretly assisting them turned around and left when they entered Huanhai Road.
"The lady already knows, why do you still keep these two appraisal certificates? Are they going to make the lady feel sad?"
"Go back and give it to Mr. Leng."
Wang Meijuan nodded in agreement. Through this action, she had a deeper understanding of Cheng Shi. The man was not stupid, but quite smart.
Sure enough, the plum garden does not support idlers.
The old lady chose all the best.
A few minutes later, news about the wedding photos of Leng Lingxiao and Tang Xiaowan quickly became a hot search topic.
# The chairman of Lingxiao Group and his young wife made a passionate kiss at the Wishing Sea, with a cool helicopter as the background wall. It is reported that about 30 staff members gathered on the beach for a wedding photo shoot, and the labor cost was six times higher than usual#
There are four accompanying pictures, some holding hands or embracing each other, and each one is captured very clearly.
Online comments exploded instantly.
——Wow, it’s a glamour wedding dress store. I’m afraid I can’t afford the fitting fee alone. The one-shoulder dress is so beautiful. Is it crystal or diamonds?
——Good guy, how much is six times?
——The world of rich people is so arrogant. Maybe the plane belongs to them.
——You have a great figure and a slim waist!
——Leng Lingxiao’s figure is amazing, she’s like a walking hormone!
——So sweet, so sweet, I want to take pictures of the same style.
Li Zishen looked at the hot searches on his phone with a pale face. He had just finished the board meeting, and he was already in a bad mood because of Li Wanshan. Now that he saw this scene, he was even more angry.
"Leng Lingxiao." Li Zishen whispered, his hands clenching in his clenched fists.
Listening is one thing, seeing is another.
He originally thought that he could control his emotions, but now it seems that Tang Xiaowan's smiles still easily took over his heart.
Full of haze, he turned on his phone again, clicked on the photo, enlarged it, and then enlarged it again.
Tang Xiaowan in the photo is cute and cute, and Leng Lingxiao next to her is staring at her with hot eyes, his love almost overflowing from the screen.
Li Zishen suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart.
He stood up suddenly, with cold eyes, and slapped the office table loudly.
"Chairman!"
"Call the director of the public relations department immediately."
The assistant looked solemn, nodded and left.
