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"Boss, look! The two intelligent robots are patrolling like security guards."
Like Liu Yujin, the Grand Viewer, Qiao Qi scanned the villa with wide-eyed awe. Chen Mo's mansion was definitely among the most unique and high-tech in the world.
The scenery, the cutting-edge tech, and the architectural design were all jaw-dropping.
Liang Zhihang ignored Qiao Qi's curiosity. It was understandable—this was the kind of place most people could only dream of stepping into once in their lifetime.
But right now, his mind was focused entirely on scouting photo locations. It took them nearly an hour of walking around the estate before returning to the reception hall under the guidance of Blackhawk.
They had completed the site scouting. Within the villa grounds alone, they'd found multiple perfect spots for wedding photography: expansive grasslands, a pristine beach, elegant mountain views, and even a grand library with rich cultural atmosphere. The framing opportunities were excellent.
"All set?" Chen Mo asked, putting down his game controller as they walked in.
"Yeah. It's perfect. We won't need to go anywhere else to shoot," Liang Zhihang nodded with satisfaction.
"Then have a seat. Xiaoyu's probably still finishing up with makeup."
Chen Mo motioned for them to sit. A robot brought over tea and served it to the two guests.
Upstairs, Duanmu Qing and Wang Xiaona were working meticulously on Xiaoyu's appearance, paying attention to every fine detail.
At this moment, some of Xiaoyu's hair had already been styled. Two soft strands fell naturally along her cheeks, framing her delicate face. The rest of her long black hair flowed down like a waterfall, secured at the back in an elegant braid. The overall look was graceful and refined, exuding both elegance and creativity—perfectly capturing her natural temperament.
The wedding dress's color-changing ability had definitely added a layer of complexity to the process.
Fortunately, Xiaoyu's ethereal presence could easily carry the dress in any hue. All they had to do was highlight her innate grace. No matter how the dress transformed, it would never seem out of place.
Her makeup was light. Xiaoyu's skin, smooth as white jade, didn't need much. Even under a high-definition lens, she would still look flawless. A touch of makeup was enough to enhance her natural aura.
Her exposed collarbone was refined and delicate. Her arms were soft and smooth. Her lips looked inviting, and her clear, bright eyes sparkled. Her soft, curved eyebrows made her look like a noble phoenix—or perhaps a celestial fairy descended to Earth.
In the room, Bai Zhu and Xiao Man looked on with awe, while Duanmu Qing and Wang Xiaona exchanged subtle glances of admiration.
It was rare to see such grace and presence in a person. Xiaoyu truly seemed to be someone blessed by the heavens—a woman born under a lucky star.
"Sis, are you excited to see your groom?" Xiao Man teased softly beside her.
The question hit the mark. Xiaoyu gently tapped Xiao Man's head in playful protest, but as she turned to face the mirror, her smile said it all.
After all, women dressed up to please those they love.
And Chen Mo was her one and only.
"Let's head out. The photographer is probably waiting," Xiaoyu said calmly.
Bai Zhu quickly went to open the door, and Xiao Man carefully lifted the hem of Xiaoyu's wedding gown. The group made their way out slowly and gracefully.
"The most beautiful bride is coming through!"
Downstairs, Chen Mo and Liang Zhihang were chatting when they heard Xiao Man's voice. Instinctively, they turned to look.
Supported by Bai Zhu, Duanmu Qing, and Wang Xiaona, Xiaoyu descended the stairs in her wedding dress, approaching Chen Mo step by step.
"What a beautiful bride," Qiao Qi muttered in admiration.
Even Liang Zhihang nodded in agreement, quickly lifting his camera and snapping photos.
At that moment, Xiaoyu's gentle beauty made Chen Mo feel like everything they had prepared for this day was more than worth it.
"How do I look?" Xiaoyu asked, a hint of nervous anticipation in her voice.
"Gorgeous," Chen Mo said sincerely.
"Okay," she whispered with a smile.
His praise made her heart melt. In that instant, she felt like the happiest person alive. Other people's compliments didn't matter. What mattered was Chen Mo's opinion—and those two simple words meant everything to her.
"Sis is ready. How about you, brother-in-law?" Xiao Man chimed in at the perfect moment.
"I'll be ready soon," Chen Mo replied, then turned to Duanmu Qing. "Sorry to trouble you."
"No trouble at all!"
The two stylists waved their hands quickly and followed Chen Mo to the dressing room.
Less than ten minutes later, Chen Mo emerged.
His hair had been styled, and he wore a swallowtail tuxedo. The formal look gave him a regal air. The design of his suit clearly matched Xiaoyu's bridal gown—a perfect couple ensemble.
"So fast? Didn't even get a full makeover?" Xiao Man teased, a bit surprised.
"I don't need makeup. Just a quick fix-up. I mean, I already know I'm handsome, but it's not about me—it's about my bride looking stunning," Chen Mo replied casually as he walked over to Xiaoyu.
"Loquacious."
Xiaoyu chuckled, reaching up to help straighten his bow tie. It was a natural gesture—just like when she helped him get ready for work in the mornings.
Watching the affectionate moment, Liang Zhihang's eyes lit up. He quickly raised his camera and captured it.
He reviewed the shot immediately and nodded in satisfaction. It was a rare, perfect moment.
Genuine expressions captured in a natural state had the most spirit, and it couldn't be staged.
The way the two interacted—the small, casual movements—showed an intimacy that no posing could replicate. It was like a wife adjusting her husband's clothes in everyday life. A glimpse into real love.
Xiaoyu didn't know she had just been photographed. After adjusting Chen Mo's tie, she looked toward the photographer.
"We can start now," Chen Mo said to Liang Zhihang. "Oh, right—before we begin, there's something you should know. You might want to factor it into your shot planning."
"What is it?" Liang Zhihang asked curiously.
"This wedding dress can change colors. Keep that in mind."
Chen Mo snapped his fingers. A soft red beam from the villa's holographic projector shone onto Xiaoyu. In moments, her white gown began to shift. Dark red hues spread across the fabric, transforming the entire dress into a rich rose color.
Liang Zhihang and Qiao Qi were dumbfounded, eyes fixed on the changing gown in disbelief.
Duanmu Qing and Wang Xiaona remained composed but were visibly impressed.
Xiaoyu, with the color change, took on a whole new aura.
Just moments ago, dressed in white, she had looked like a noble ice phoenix or a graceful spirit. Now, in deep rose red, she appeared like a regal rose queen—radiant and dignified, beautiful without being gaudy.
Recovering from his shock, Liang Zhihang asked excitedly, "Can the dress also change into specific patterns?"
"Yes," Chen Mo nodded.
"Incredible. This is a masterpiece! Whoever designed it must be a genius."
"…"
Xiaoyu smiled sweetly, casting a proud look at Chen Mo, clearly basking in the praise.
"I just got a new idea!" Liang Zhihang exclaimed. "Let's do a themed shoot—woodland elf, flower fairy, mermaid, mountain goddess… This gown can convey all those vibes perfectly. But for some scenes, we might need to shoot in nearby cities. Not too far—just around Jiangzhu."
"Go ahead and arrange it. Nearby cities are fine," Chen Mo replied.
"Then let's get started."
The group left the reception hall and headed toward the villa's beach.
The weather was perfect. A gentle sea breeze blew under a sky dotted with playful clouds. The sun peeked through just enough to keep things bright but cool. The sea sparkled with clear, vibrant blue.
"Spread out the gown's train. Bride, take off your shoes. Nestle in the groom's arms, feet together—yes, just like that. Now, switch the dress's pattern to mermaid scales…"
Liang Zhihang began directing the shoot.
Aside from Qiao Qi, the assistants included Xiao Man, Bai Zhu, and Duanmu Qing—all helping according to his instructions.
"Yes! That's the look. Mermaid and her love."
He captured a flurry of photos.
"Next—groom's hand on bride's waist. A little lower… yes, near the lower abdomen. Bride, gaze into the groom's eyes. Perfect."
Still, something felt missing.
After a pause, Liang Zhihang stroked his beard thoughtfully… and then lit up with an idea.
"Groom—say something that will make your bride shy and giggly. A private whisper, just for her."
Everyone nearby chuckled.
Xiaoyu's cheeks turned pink with anticipation.
Chen Mo smiled, leaned close, and whispered, "I want to eat red (xing) fish tonight."
Only the two of them understood the meaning.
Xiaoyu immediately flushed bright red and covered her face. "No!"
But she smiled sweetly anyway.
Click!
That brief exchange was captured perfectly by Liang Zhihang's lens. Xiaoyu's shy, playful expression shone through. It was a golden moment.
He reviewed the photos, nodding in satisfaction. It had been a while since he'd felt this inspired—he could practically write poetry.
"Next, we'll shoot at Jiangzhu's Vanilla World rose fields, as well as Baimulin and Goddess Peak. It's a pity we don't have snow—an ice-themed shoot would've been the cherry on top."