Chapter 572: 574 Miss Qin Family (3)_1
Three seconds later, Jian Jun’s smile returned, "Madam, look how beautiful your and Master’s wedding photos taken at the church have turned out. They can’t even be described with the word ’beautiful’! Now, wouldn’t it be a bit uninteresting to only have the two of you looking at them at home? Wouldn’t that be admiring beauty in solitude?"
Che Huan gently coughed, "I think it’s quite nice, just the two of us looking at them every now and then."
"..."
Jian Jun felt like crying. Even A-list celebrities wanted to hang their photos in his studio, but he always felt like the vibe wasn’t quite right. And now, when the vibe was perfect, they wouldn’t even do him this favor!
Thinking of how Master and Madam were now internet sensations with a huge following, and how he could use this opportunity to tap into the downstream market, Jian Jun gritted his teeth and looked at Huo Jinnan, "Master, why don’t you name a price?"
Huo Jinnan took a drag of his cigarette and looked at Jian Jun, "How much do you think I’m worth?"
"..."
Jian Jun didn’t speak again and dutifully took out his phone, "Hurry up and bring down the albums carefully. If you damage even a little bit, from then on, you’re fired."
After hanging up the phone, he put on a forced smile and looked at Huo Jinnan.
Huo Jinnan glanced at him, "Why don’t you have Qin Xiaosan take a couple of photos for you? Wouldn’t that be good?"
"Would he be willing?"
"I’ll give him a call."
"Thank you, Master."
...
When Huo Jinnan saw the albums, he took them and said, "Have someone put the larger items in the trunk."
Jian Jun directed people to arrange everything.
Huo Jinnan opened one of the albums.
Che Huan stared blankly at it. It was from the day they had shot at Nanyuan Villa. The black and white ones were like delicate ink paintings, while the color ones were as vibrant as oil paintings—
After looking for a while, she glanced sideways at Huo Jinnan and remembered how seriously he worked while developing the photos, along with those long and appealing ’magician’s hands’!
Yes, ’magician’s hands’! Hands that could develop stunning photos and could unlock locked doors—
Frowning, she looked at him, her heartbeat once again became erratic, "Is there a digital album?"
Huo Jinnan lightly furrowed his brows, "No."
Che Huan, thinking of the photos she saw on Weibo on their way here, asked, "Then how did you post them on Weibo?"
"I took them again with a digital camera."
"Then help me take some wedding photos again, and this time you’re not allowed to post them."
Huo Jinnan "Hmm"ed in agreement.
......
Back at Nanyuan Villa, Huo Jinnan took the wedding photos and sent them to Che Huan’s phone.
Che Huan picked out a few and posted them on WeChat and Weibo. Not knowing what to write, she only typed the word "Him".
Soon, Wen Nuan called, "Sister Huanhuan, your wedding photos are stunning, but the best ones are still from the church. By the way, where were they taken? I want to go take a gorgeous set of portraits there."
Che Huan was about to say something, but then there was no sound from the other end of the phone.
Wen Nuan rushed into the bathroom in panic and sat on the toilet, thinking about her indigestion these past few days. She was fed up with Qin Shaojin, who sat there every day, drinking beer while watching her eat pig kidneys. Damn it, where’s the humanity?
Even more tragic was that she drank three packets of Huanglian Shangqing pills in one go and then started to have diarrhea—
Running to the toilet every two hours!
Whenever she was constipated before and went to the campus clinic, they would prescribe her this useless medicine. Eating one packet never did anything, so why was it suddenly so effective?
The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became. Holding her phone, Che Huan repeatedly called out "Nuannuan", but she didn’t hear her.
Che Huan frowned, glanced a few times, and hung up the phone. When she looked up, she saw the old man standing there.
