Hearing Song Qingrong say this, I still didn't answer. But her smile at that moment felt like a needle piercing my heart. I knew she knew she was deceiving herself.

But I still couldn't say anything.

All I could do was hold her in my arms, feel the wind, and wait for the ship to dock.

After disembarking, we wandered around Xitang until late at night before returning to the hotel.

I originally wanted to book two rooms, but Song Qingrong refused. She said she just wanted to cherish every minute and second she spent with me.

This appreciation has nothing to do with whether I love her or not.

When she said those words, I saw a reflection of my past self in her.

The more this happens, the more upset I become.

I really want to ask her: Is it worth it?

But every time the question reached my lips, I couldn't bring myself to ask it, because I had already given myself the answer, or rather, the question itself had no answer.

We slept in each other's arms that night, doing nothing. She nestled in my arms like a kitten, and if I moved even slightly, she would grab my clothes as if startled awake, until the alarm rang in the morning.

...

"Xu Ruo, are you ready? Come on, get your makeup done!"

"Isn't that unnecessary? Why would I need to put on makeup?" I was a little confused when I heard Song Qingrong's words after I came out of the bathroom after washing up.

I have never worn makeup, and I have never even used the most basic skincare products.

"Today is a big day! We're taking wedding photos. It's a once-in-a-lifetime event, so we have to take it seriously!" Song Qingrong came over and pulled me to the mirror. "You should be glad that I'm a makeup artist. Otherwise, makeup alone would cost a lot of money."

As the night passed, Song Qingrong seemed to have returned to the way I first knew her.

That's when I noticed that she had already put on makeup. Although it was just light makeup, she looked beautiful in a way that I had never seen before. This made me think to myself, if she really got married one day, she would probably still be extremely beautiful.

It was just a thought.

"Fine," I reluctantly agreed, "Just a quick touch-up will do."

"What do you mean 'casual'?" Song Qingrong looked at me with dissatisfaction. "When I, your sister, take action, how can I just do it casually? If word gets out, wouldn't that ruin my reputation!"

"I'll make you look incredibly handsome today, and you'll definitely turn heads wherever you go!"

"Am I not handsome?" I retorted.

"Can't you at least have some self-awareness?" Song Qingrong said bluntly.

"..."

"Fine!" I sighed resignedly.

About half an hour later, I finally ended this nightmare. This was the first time I had truly witnessed what Eastern sorcery was all about. Song Qingrong was definitely not exaggerating. Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt that if I were a woman, I would take a second look.

Of course... that's also because I have a good foundation.

I'm absolutely not bragging!

Because Song Qingrong had already finished her makeup, after taking care of me, she pulled me away from the hotel. Ten minutes later, we arrived at a photo studio named "Sunflower".

For some reason, this name gave me a strange idea.

This guess made me subconsciously glance at Song Qingrong.

So, is Song Qingrong coming here because of Yan Yin?

But Song Qingrong didn't show anything wrong. After arriving at the photo studio, she found the photographer she had arranged in advance. After changing clothes, we set off for the shooting location.

As per Song Qingrong's request, we need to shoot three sets in total.

The three series, Past, Present, and Future, roughly correspond to ancient times, the modern era, and the future technological feel.

"Xu Ruo, let's film the ancient version and the future version first." I originally thought the modern version would be simpler, and Song Qingrong would suggest filming that version first, but I didn't expect her to choose the more difficult one first.

I asked, somewhat puzzled, "Shouldn't the modern version be simpler?"

“The modern version is not in a hurry,” Song Qingrong said with a smile.

Looking at her, I was even more puzzled, but I didn't choose to ask any more questions. I thought that as long as she was happy, that was all that mattered.

So we'll start with the ancient version.

I changed into an ancient groom's outfit, while she wore a red wedding dress.