"Good son."
Qian Ran slapped the back of Huo Yuhao's neck hard, inwardly soaring with delight.
Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth in hatred but endured it. He, too, understood that failing to endure a little could ruin a greater plan.
After renting a venue outside, Qian Ran and Huo Yun'er went to change clothes, leaving Huo Yuhao waiting outside, his heart burning with anxiety.
At that moment, he felt unbearably agitated. He even wanted to compromise with Qian Ran. If he compromised, would Qian Ran give up this damned crime? With so many women under heaven, couldn't Qian Ran pick someone else?
Before long, Qian Ran and Huo Yun'er emerged.
Qian Ran had his arm around Huo Yun'er's waist. Her shapely, slender legs were clad in flesh-colored, ultrathin stockings, through which her skin, so delicate it seemed a breath could break it, was faintly visible. Each foot wore an exquisitely crafted silver high heel.
Huo Yun'er wore a pure white wedding gown, exquisite and breathtakingly beautiful.
Qian Ran, meanwhile, wore a black formal suit. With their arms around each other, they truly looked like a talented man paired with a beautiful woman.
"Yuhao, now it's up to your skills. You'd better take this seriously. It wouldn't be good if we had to keep reshooting." Qian Ran chuckled. He wasn't the one who would suffer if they kept starting over.
Huo Yuhao had originally intended to sabotage things, but Qian Ran's words forcibly extinguished that thought.
He could only begin taking the pictures seriously, not daring to let his attention stray. And this gradually shattered Huo Yuhao's resolve.
The more suited Qian Ran and Huo Yun'er looked to each other, the more Huo Yuhao suffered.
But what Huo Yuhao found increasingly unbearable was Qian Ran's constantly escalating behavior!
Especially now, with