。"Ye Xiao frowned, picked up a pair of chopsticks and took a small steamed bun, sending it to Lin Jin Dye's pale pink lips, “Open your mouth” 。The forest was dyed with dusk, and Night Owl’s chopsticks...The text message only has one sentence: Go take wedding photos.

What on earth is he trying to do, threatening her over the phone and forbidding her from marrying Mu Shaocheng, and then sending her text messages asking her to go take wedding photos!

What on earth is this man trying to do

Lin Jinran couldn't figure out what the man meant at all.

Stare at the few words on the screen, wishing I could stare a hole through it. In my indecision, the phone vibrated again.

Another text came in: Don't refuse, there's a picture of her asleep afterward.

"Bang." The phone slipped from his grasp, Lin Jinyan stumbled back several steps, his face paling.

< Damn it! >

He even took pictures of her while she was asleep!

Qi Lin unconsciously shivered, his body trembling as he breathed heavily to calm his excitement.

What, in the end, was he going to do

Right now, if Lin Jinran had a knife, she'd hate to stab that bastard who threatened her.

Her eyelids drooped, her clear eyes filled with hatred. Her pale fingers clenched tighter and tighter.

Downstairs, Mu Shaocheng decided to postpone the filming and wait until Lin Jinfan could forgive him.

He held the phone heavily in his hand, hesitating to dial.

He was truly afraid, this delay might mean he would never get another chance to film it.

Stunned, she heard Lin Jinran's slightly hoarse voice beside her, "When shall we go for our wedding photoshoot"

Mu Shaochen thought it was an illusion. He raised his head in astonishment and looked at her. His shocked gaze made Lin Jinyan's heart ache with discomfort, so she deliberately avoided his eyes.

"Isn't it today"

Mu Shaochen's dark eyes, as if ignited by flames, shone brightly. He tightly hugged Lin Jinyan in his arms, holding her close, and said with difficulty, "Jinyan, thank you."

A sudden burst of joy, as if describing his current feelings perfectly.

Lin Jinran closed her eyes, not saying a word. She didn't want to hurt Mu Shaocheng, and she felt sorry for him as well.

Guilt, pain, and regret intertwined, she wished she was dead!

Mu Shaocheng quickly arranged the vehicles. Originally, seeing Lin Jinran's complexion was not good, he wanted to reschedule, but Lin Jinran refused and insisted on taking the photos today.

He didn't want to delve into why Lin Jinran had suddenly changed his mind. He only cared about the result. Since Lin Jinran had agreed to take wedding photos, it meant he had agreed to be with her.

That was enough for him.

He didn't want to know about anything else.

In the car, the two people drove in silence. To be precise, Lin Jinyan had been silent all along, staring out the window at the scenery, lost in thought, wondering what he was thinking about.

At first, Mu Shaocheng held a booklet and chose the style of wedding photos. He asked Lin Jinfan several times, but got evasive answers.

He just thought Lin Jinyan was tired and would wait until they got to their destination to look.

Upon arriving at the bridal shop, the staff warmly welcomed the couple inside.

Mu Shaocheng felt that Lin Jinran wasn't paying attention, and whispered, "Jinran, are you tired"

"No." Lin Jinran silently shook his head, his whole body not relaxing at all.

This time she came over, not to take wedding photos, but mainly to see what tricks that jerk was up to!

"Miss Lin, the wedding dress is inside, this way please." The salesperson smiled and pointed her in the right direction.

Lin Jinyan cast a sidelong glance at Mu Shaocheng, her voice calm as she said, "I'll go try on the wedding dress first."

"Okay."

Lin Jin dyed his heart-heavy into the women's changing room.

The clerk brought over a wedding dress, ready to help Lin Jinran change, but she declined. She wanted to be alone for a while.

After putting on her wedding dress, the waitress turned and left, thoughtfully closing the door for her.

Lin Jin slowly sat alone in the changing room, wondering what that man was going to do.Tianze's chubby little face.Extending his "evil" hands, he pinched, kneaded, and rubbed them together. He hummed a tune and said, "You guessed right, I was curious myself. You're only three years old,...