Chapter 178 Celebration

The next day, Fu Yuhua delivered the goods to her door as promised.

Upon learning that the other party had come specifically to deliver the wedding dress, Old Master Qin became invigorated, as if it were himself, not Qin Shu and Song Ying, who were getting married.

"I thought you were just trying to fool an old man like me!"

Even a once-powerful figure is now just an ordinary elder; now that this moment has arrived, it feels like a dream.

Just watching her grandson and granddaughter-in-law try on wedding dresses makes her so happy; one can only imagine how happy she'll be when they actually get married.

"Different clothes require different makeup and styling. Come on, let me do your makeup."

The brand's wedding dresses and makeup are sold as a package, but Fu Yuhua finds it too tiring and never does her own makeup, only letting her own stylists do it.

So outsiders only know VIVA as a famous wedding dress designer, but they don't know that Fu Yuhua is also a makeup artist.

Song Ying has a good foundation, and today she's just trying it out, so there's no need to change her makeup repeatedly to avoid damaging her skin. However, Fu Yuhua insisted on giving her a perfect hairstyle.

"Makeup can be changed at will, but hairstyles are different. It's better to have the hairstyle planned out during the fitting so that you're in a good position."

Song Ying couldn't persuade her otherwise, and since she had nothing else to do, she let her tinker with it.

The first outfit was a white, flowing silk wedding dress. The large, round, lustrous pearls were soft and beautiful. The strapless design, paired with an asymmetrical shawl, added a touch of charm to the gentleness, outlining Song Ying's graceful curves while maintaining a dignified and elegant appearance.

Her hair was styled in a British updo, adorned with a pearl tiara. Her beautiful jawline and swan-like neck were clearly defined, and the black velvet gloves further enhanced her noble and elegant appearance.

In terms of capturing the essence of elegance, Fu Yuhua is indeed one of the best in her field.

As expected, when Song Ying came downstairs, Qin Shu, who had already changed his clothes and come to the living room, couldn't help but be stunned.

The servants stared wide-eyed.

"The young mistress is like a fairy descended from heaven..." Zhang Ma murmured as she cooked, the bag of vegetables she had just bought falling to the ground.

"Do the clothes fit?" Song Ying came down and helped Qin Shu stretch his waist.

"It fits perfectly."

Fu Yuhua personally oversaw the work, and it was indeed a masterpiece.

"Come on, let me take a picture!"

Even his cane was thrown away. He took out his phone and insisted on taking a photo of Qin Shu and Song Ying together. His angles and poses were so tricky that everyone was worried he might fall.

However, when people are in high spirits during a happy occasion, they are perfectly fine.

Originally, it was just to try on the clothes and see how they looked, and to match the hairstyle and accessories for later improvement. But because Grandpa Qin was so enthusiastic about taking photos, we ended up trying on four different wedding dresses from morning till evening.

The winning and losing couple originally wanted Fu Yuhua to stay for dinner, but she politely declined.

"After I put it on, I realized that there were still some areas that could be improved. I will make changes as soon as I get back and try to get everything sorted out before I return to Nancheng."

Fu Yuhua is a woman of action; she does what she thinks of immediately and never procrastinates, a quality Song Ying feels she possesses far surpasses.

I won't force you.

He just mentioned casually that he was going to Nancheng to film a movie.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yuhua thought for a moment, "If it's next week, then I'm afraid I won't be able to leave with you. I estimate I'll be a little later."

"No rush, you go ahead and do your thing, we'll meet eventually anyway."

Upon hearing Song Ying's words, Fu Yuhua nodded in agreement, "You're right, we'll meet again eventually."

After seeing Fu Yuhua off, the two turned back, but before they even entered the house, their phones started buzzing with messages.

In the group chat, "[We Are a Loving Family]", Grandpa Qin, with a profile picture of a blooming flower symbolizing wealth and prosperity, kept posting pictures, all of which were wedding photos of the winning and losing couple that he had just taken.

Indeed, even a wealthy family like the Qin family has such a simple and unpretentious family group.

This time, however, there seemed to be many more group members than before.

The winning and losing couple looked at each other in bewilderment—the number of people was secondary; they usually muted the family group chat, so why were they suddenly making noises?

Scrolling to the earliest message, sure enough, it was the group chat that Old Master Qin had just created—

It contains not only the descendants of the Qin family, but also Song Ying's parents, Qin Jin's family who married out, Qin Shu's maternal grandparents' family, and even Song Ying's maternal grandparents' family, the Jiang family.

This kind of mutual affection is not the same as that kind of mutual affection.

It's the PLUS version, not the PLUS version.

As Grandpa Qin sent out one image after another, interspersed among them were several different profile pictures with a question mark (?).

However, the question marks were quickly overwhelmed, and different reactions gradually emerged.

[Trying on wedding dresses already?!] You can already imagine Jiang Xiuyuan's expression.

"Can't you take a proper picture? You've made my granddaughter's long legs look like tiny radishes!" This was Grandma Jiang's anger. Only a grandmother could empathize with a girl's obsession with long legs. Although Song Ying thought the photo was actually quite good, in Grandma Jiang's eyes, it lowered her granddaughter's appearance.

"Hey Qin, if your family can't find a good photographer, the Jiang family will just send someone over!" Old Master Jiang also spoke up.

[Xiaozhu is right in Beijing, let him go and film it! @OldManQin]

Looking at the unfamiliar profile picture, Song Ying was puzzled, and Qin Shu took the initiative to explain.

"This is my maternal grandfather, and Xiaozhu is my cousin, the photographer."

"That name sounds familiar," Song Ying said, then suddenly remembered something, "Isn't it that genius photographer from VG?"

"It's him, his full name is Li Zhu."

"!"

As one of the most famous young photographers in the industry, Li Zhu is currently the go-to photographer for the three top magazines and has produced many works that have gone viral.

In an era where celebrities choose their own photographers, he is one of the few who have the freedom to choose their own stars, and many people consider it an honor to be photographed by him.

Song Ying had heard about this before, but she never expected that this person was Qin Shu's cousin.

As they were talking, the person who first mentioned Xiaozhu had already invited someone in and tagged them in the conversation.

[@Zhu, take some time these next couple of days to have your cousin and his wife's wedding photos taken!]

Before the other party could respond, the others started chattering in the group.

The pearl necklace I just received is a bit too small. I have a new pearl necklace here that I haven't worn yet, so I'll have it delivered to Ashu's wife today as part of her dowry.

"This is my mother's older sister, we should call her Auntie," Qin Shu introduced, pointing to the profile picture.

The pink diamond on the second wedding dress is nice, but I think the blue diamond might look even better. I have a new one here; could you have someone come over and send them to Beijing together?

"This is my aunt, my mom's younger sister. There are three sisters in the Li family, oh right, and two uncles."

When Qin Shu made his introduction, his two uncles also chimed in.

[I don't know much about jewelry, but I just received a Bugatti Veyron, so I'll give it to the two kids as a small gift!] Although I haven't seen it yet.

[Gifts that don't touch the heart are a waste, so I'll just transfer the money directly. You can buy what you need yourself.]

My uncle transferred the money directly to me one-on-one, and then the limit was reached.

[Your Li family shouldn't be so nouveau riche, okay?]

The Jiang family had a problem with it, but no sooner had they finished complaining than they started transferring money to the newcomers.

The art style gradually went astray.

"..." Song Ying rubbed her forehead. "Why do I feel like this is a crowdfunding wedding?"

Those who know understand that this is a celebration, while those who don't might think it's an illegal fundraising scheme.