C4 Marriage Photos Depend on P

That night, Chen had a nightmare for the whole night. When he arrived at the wedding photo shoot with a black eye, he immediately saw Mo Li.

Chen Yu obediently stood in front of Mo Li and greeted, "Hello, Big Sister Mo Li."

Mo Li couldn't help but touch Chen Yehui's head.

Chen Yu looked around in panic. That man didn't seem to be here?

Mo Li said, "You're the only one taking the photo. When the time comes, we'll take a photo together."

Chen Yu felt a burst of relief, but he also felt a bit sad for no reason. He asked, "Are you here as a substitute for me on our wedding day?"

Molly said, "On the day of the wedding, Ann will come in person."

Chen Yuan nodded and went to take a picture.

After changing into her wedding dress, she looked at herself in the mirror and immediately wiped away her previous gloom. After a moment of blankness, she lowered her head and gave a shallow smile. Her hands gripped her fluffy dress as a strange feeling filled her heart.

She tilted her head and looked at Mo Li shyly, "Big Sister Mo Li, do you think I'm pretty?"

Mo Li looked at the child-like face in front of her, it actually had a hint of femininity to it, and her fair face was flushed with excitement. She had worked in the industry for so many years, but she would still think that a face without makeup could be so beautiful one day.

Mo Li nodded her head for the first time. Chen Yin became even happier, and the photographer immediately grabbed a few photos.

Ten minutes later the picture was uploaded to the computer.

As Anxiang looked at Chen Yin's silly smile, his locked brows suddenly relaxed.

"Director An?" The marketing manager had been scolded to the point that his head was drenched in dog blood. He was not scolded at all, but he still spoke out a reminder.

Anson looked at him coldly, suddenly annoyed, and immediately called Molly.

"Why did you send me the photo? Do you want me to come personally?"

Mo Li, who was in the bridal shop, immediately looked towards the photographer. The photographer smiled and said, "Let Anxiang see her charming little wife."

Molly really wanted to cry. She knew that the photographer was a good friend of Anlou's for so many years that she dared to hand over their wedding photos to this shop.

This photographer's idea was too much for her.

In a moment, there were photos of various reasons for the incident on his computer.

He lowered his head, silently contemplated, and smiled …

Anzhe took out his phone and saw a caller ID. It was the photographer, Song Yiyang.

"Look at how cute your wife is. She's so cute and beautiful. What's the point of having a wife like this?" Without even thinking about it, he knew that the man on the other end of the phone was in a rage. Haha.

"I sent it myself, don't blame Molly." With that, he hung up the phone, not giving An Liu any chance to curse at him.

"Director An." The marketing manager asked doubtfully.

"Scram!" "Howl …"

The marketing manager ran off without stopping.

Anxiang put down the phone in displeasure. When he raised his head, he was in the midst of seeing Chen Yuan's twinkling eyes on the screen. Suddenly, his irritable heart had a sliver of calmness.

Looking at the pure smiling face of Chen Yu on the screen, the hand holding the mouse unconsciously pulled the slide button, actually reading it one by one.

In the box with Song Yiyang, there was another photo. The two people on it were An Xu and Chen Yiran.

There was another sentence attached: "Was it impossible to see the traces of p?"

The photo of An Xu sitting by the lake was stolen by Song Yiyang.

At that time, they were still in college, so they had arranged to meet at the lake and then climb the mountain together.

The usually punctual An Xu arrived at the lake five minutes early, but Song Yiyang still hadn't arrived. He couldn't get through to Song Yiyang, so he was ready to leave.