Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
They were specially designing ten sets of costumes for the photobook shoot. What a scale and measure!
But it’s indeed costly to shoot a photobook.
Rose was busy working away in front of the sewing machine, sewing a short gown while Xuxu looked on from the side.
Mr. Bleu walked in from outside with a cell phone in his hand. He looked rather dismayed. Rose lifted her head and looked at him with eyebrows knitted. “What’s wrong? They’re still not satisfied?”
Mr. Bleu’s lips curled down, and he nodded. “Her assistant said that it has to be simplified further.”
Xuxu overheard their conversation. She could already hazard a guess about the situation. She pursed her lips and deliberated for a moment before speaking. “What difficulties are you facing?”
Rose gazed at her and replied with a grumbling tone. “A Chinese imperial costume had gone through many rounds of alterations, but the other party is still not pleased with it.”
Bleu added, “Mainly because we’re unfamiliar with the spirit of Chinese imperial costumes. We have little knowledge in this area. Hence, we could only use other samples as a reference.”
Xuxu looked at the design draft in Bleu’s hands. She asked, “Can I look at the draft?”
“Of course.” Bleu handed it to Xuxu. “Perhaps you can give us some suggestions.”
Xuxu smiled. She stretched her hand to receive it and flipped it. It was a set of Qing Dynasty Imperial costumes. She ran a quick scan over it before looking at Bleu again. “I need to have a better understanding of her height, weight…”
“Ok!” Bleu made an ‘Ok’ sign with his fingers and turned back to take a file for Xuxu.
Xuxu received it and lowered her head to look through it.
“Oh God, too handsome.”
All of a sudden, Rose exclaimed and then gasped in a silly love-struck manner.
Bleu teased her again. “Darling, I’m going to be jealous.”
What was the meaning of too handsome? Xuxu heard the couple’s conversation and raised her head in bewilderment. “What?”
She saw both of them fixing their gaze behind her.
Xuxu turned around and looked in the same direction. A towering figure was standing at the door. It had her shocked beyond words.
Why was the fellow here?
“Xuxu,” called out Yan Rusheng as he looked at Xuxu. He then walked towards her.
Rose took a quick glance at Yan Rusheng and then looked at Xuxu and asked, “Xuxu, is he Su’s brother? Your husband?”
This question stumped Xuxu, and she didn’t know how to respond.
She thought that if she had only asked if he was Su Yan’s brother, then she could to answer it a breeze. But she asked if he was her husband… she could only lower her head and agree in silence.
Yan Rusheng’s voice sounded in her ears. “I am Yan Rusheng.”
He smiled as he acknowledged Bleu and Rose. His voice was indifferent, with no trace of formalities or pleasantries.
“Su used their names,” Bleu and Rose exclaimed in unison. Then they looked at each other.
Bleu looked down at Rose and planted a kiss on her forehead. “Darling, this is also a Chinese idiom. Su said that it was a beautiful idiom.”
After that, he reached out to embrace Rose by her waist.
Rose stood on tiptoes and responded with a kiss on his lips, oblivious to the people around them.
Young Master Yan clenched his teeth. It wasn’t a good idea for a person like him, who was on the verge of a failed relationship, to witness such display of affection.
He also wished to embrace his wife. It’s been a long time since he hugged her, not to mention holding her hands.
After displaying her affection to her fiancé, Rose looked at Yan Rusheng. “Are you here to fetch Xuxu home?”
Yan Rusheng nodded his head slightly. “Mm.”