Don't Say You're Heartless (Modern Edition)

78 Photography

Yang Qiong couldn't discern much, only that the clothes looked pretty with their colorful patterns. However, Shen Qiuhua preferred plain styles, and these vivid garments probably weren't to her taste. As expected, Shen Qiuhua's gaze didn't linger long on the bright clothes. Her hand brushed over the garments one by one until it landed on a particular piece. Yang Qiong quickly followed her gaze and discovered it was a moon-white palace robe. The white had a subtle hint of blue, making it extremely elegant. It was also very conservative in style, with ample fabric and no exposure. The collar and cuffs were decorated but not overly ornate, exactly the kind of style Shen Qiuhua liked.

Wang Ling's eyes also landed on that garment, and she smiled, "Sister, you like something simpler, right? If you do, try this one on. I think you'd look good in anything."

Shen Qiuhua smiled, "You're so sweet. I wonder how much honey you've eaten."

Wang Ling, grinning, saw Shen Qiuhua taking down the garment and suddenly remembered an important detail, "Sister, sorry, the makeup artist hasn't arrived yet, and I don't know how to dress this kind of clothing."

Shen Qiuhua looked confused and glanced at Yang Qiong. Yang Qiong, understanding the implication, explained, "She means she can't help you change."

"I can change myself."

Wang Ling, initially feeling quite embarrassed for misleading Shen Qiuhua and not being able to assist with dressing, brightened up upon hearing Shen Qiuhua's words. "You can dress yourself? That's great. You two go ahead and try it on. I'll go turn on all the lights!" Wang Ling ran out of the fitting room.

Yang Qiong remarked, "She's quite lively."

"Just a bit noisy," Shen Qiuhua replied, turning back. "Why aren't you going out?"

"Your Highness, I need to assist you with changing clothes!" Yang Qiong said, giving a formal bow.

Shen Qiuhua chuckled, lifting her delicate chin, "Not bad, you haven't forgotten the etiquette."

As they chatted and changed clothes, the garment was indeed different from the previous era, incorporating many modern adjustments such as snap buttons, hooks, and Velcro.

After changing, Shen Qiuhua sighed, "The style is nice, but it lacks the natural touch."

Yang Qiong, using her height advantage, stood directly behind her and pulled out the silver hairpin holding her hair up. Instantly, Shen Qiuhua's long black hair cascaded down, creating a breathtaking beauty that made Yang Qiong momentarily lose her breath.

After Wang Ling turned on the lights and made a phone call, she sat outside the fitting room, waiting. When Shen Qiuhua emerged, she nearly rubbed her eyes. Was this person supposed to be from another time?

"Sister, did you come from another era?"

Both Yang Qiong and Shen Qiuhua's expressions changed. Yang Qiong was about to speak when Wang Ling continued, "You look like you stepped out of a painting."

Both women sighed in relief and looked at the young girl in front of them. Why was she so easily startled?

At that moment, a young girl came upstairs carrying a box. "Wang Ling, why are you up here? I thought something had happened since no one was downstairs."

Wang Ling smiled, "Yuan Yuan, I found a treasure." She winked mischievously.

Without needing further explanation, Yuan Yuan's eyes were already on Shen Qiuhua. "Model?"

"She's a customer here to inquire about photography. I just had her try on some clothes. What do you think?" Wang Ling adopted an 'I'm a connoisseur' expression.