The afternoon sunlight gradually lost its blinding intensity, becoming like a vintage yellow wine—rich and gentle as it spilled across the entire classical-style garden.
Not long after Su Bai had teased his own "bedchamber maid," Ke Yujia, the garden's vermilion-lacquered gates slowly opened once more.
Accompanied by the deep roar of a supercar engine, Chen Yusheng and Zhou Jialu arrived as promised.
Today's shoot was the main event after booking out this top-tier garden.
Inside the changing room, the styling team was already waiting in full readiness.
When Chen Yusheng and Zhou Jialu emerged from behind separate folding screens, even Su Bai, who was used to seeing breathtaking beauties, could not help setting down his tea, his eyes flaring with intense admiration.
"Big White Goose, do I... really not need to wear glasses with this outfit?"
Chen Yusheng tugged uneasily at her sleeve. Today, she had completely overturned her usual image as a female scholar in the laboratory.
She wore a silver-white wide-sleeved robe patterned with clouds, steeped in the aesthetic of immortal-fantasy anime. Beneath it was a pale cyan cross-collared long dress, while a broad sash adorned with a white-jade buckle cinched her waist.
This color scheme was exceptionally demanding; the slightest misstep would make it look bland. Yet on Chen Yusheng, it brought her cool, proud, and intensely rational temperament to its very peak.
Without her signature gold-rimmed glasses, her clear, snow-bright eyes carried an aloofness untouched by worldly concerns. Her long hair was pinned up with a simple white-jade hairpin, with several strands falling over her delicate collarbones.
At that moment, she was no longer the scientific genius absorbed in algorithms, but a cool and detached master who had stepped out of an immortal-fantasy epic.
Zhou Jialu, standing beside her, was the complete opposite.
If Chen Yusheng