Chapter 22 – How to Fake Sweet Wedding Photos

Taking wedding photos is not as difficult as one might imagine.

This is Zhou Ziyi’s idea. After all, in his view, the willingness of President Yan to cooperate and pose for the photos is already the highest level of cooperation.

But the photographer does not think so.

“President Yan, please look at Mr. Zhou and don’t move!” The photographer has said this too many times, and his tone is almost like a teacher reprimanding a stubborn student: “More affection, more focus!”

This is simply making it difficult for Yan Xiuzhi.

The big president can dominate in the business world and confront his father at home, but he cannot meet the photographer’s requirements.

How can one pose with “affection”? How can one act “focused”? These are not quantifiable requirements, and Yan Xiuzhi finds it difficult to cooperate with such overly elusive demands.

The photographer sees that no matter what, Yan Xiuzhi always has a cold and indifferent expression. Even when he smiles, it is a “commercial expression,” which is simply infuriating.

This photographer also has his reputation; he mainly takes photos for magazines, occasionally doing wedding shoots, or else he would not be able to charge such high prices. When he received the order from Hua Hao Group’s president earlier, he thought it was an “opportunity to expand his circle.” Now, looking at it again, if he doesn’t lose his job, it’s already a blessing.

Zhou Ziyi saw that the atmosphere between President Yan and the photographer was getting worse, and thought to himself that this wouldn’t work, so he said, “How about taking a five-minute break? I’ll take Lao Yan to find the right mood.”

The photographer was still satisfied with Zhou Ziyi, as he had a good appearance, was lively, and had no dead angles, so he waved his hand and said, “Alright. But we need to hurry, if the sun comes out, then there’s no point in shooting anything.”

“Okay.” Zhou Ziyi replied as he took Yan Xiuzhi to rest on the side.

The production crew had folding chairs, and Zhou Ziyi carried two of them, panting as he moved them to the side. Yan Xiuzhi looked and reached out to help carry one, asking, “Where to?”

Zhou Ziyi lifted his chin, “Let’s go a bit further, so they can’t hear us.”

The two of them placed the chairs twenty meters away from the production crew, surrounded by grass, a lake, and a forest, with fresh air all around.

Zhou Ziyi went to get two bottles of water.

“Have some water, President Yan.” Zhou Ziyi handed a bottle to Yan Xiuzhi, “Don’t be angry.”

Yan Xiuzhi had been a little upset before, but now that Zhou Ziyi said that, he replied, “I’m not angry.”

“Alright. I thought your face was getting colder and thought you were getting angry.” Zhou Ziyi sat beside him, twisting the bottle cap. Originally, he was casually twisting it as he spoke, but after a couple of tries, he couldn’t open it, so he lowered his head to look at the bottle.

——It can definitely be opened by twisting the clothes.

——But the suit for taking pictures cannot be used to twist bottle caps… right?

Yan Xiuzhi had taken two sips and turned to see Zhou Ziyi still staring at the bottle cap. He closed his own, took Zhou Ziyi’s, and unscrewed it.

Zhou Ziyi: “Huh?”

“You can’t open this?” Yan Xiuzhi tried and indeed found it a bit harder than his own. He tightened his grip and tried again, and it opened.

He handed the water to Zhou Ziyi.

Zhou Ziyi: “I can open it.”

Yan Xiuzhi: “Just because you can lift two chairs doesn’t mean you have the strength for this?”

Zhou Ziyi: “…”

He felt that the fire Yan Xiuzhi had just been provoked by the photographer was now used to diss him.

So Zhou Ziyi raised an eyebrow and smiled, “What, is there a thing called ‘can’t open the bottle cap’ that means ‘your husband thinks you can’t open the bottle cap’?”

Yan Xiuzhi narrowed his eyes.

“Don’t give me that look, Mr. Yan. You have to look at me affectionately today.” Zhou Ziyi laughed in his heart, took two sips of water, then finally started to do his work, “Actually, it shouldn’t be difficult. You see, I’ve already done it, right?”

Yan Xiuzhi said, “You are a professional.”

“…” Zhou Ziyi silently reminded himself to hold back, then said, “No, I just found a little bit of a trick.”

“A trick?”

“Yes.” Zhou Ziyi looked at Yan Xiuzhi and suddenly smiled gently, “It’s just… smiling.”

Zhou Ziyi is really good at smiling.
Especially when he looks at someone, he slowly starts to smile, as if he can infect others with the joy from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Xiuzhi looked at him for a few seconds and then spoke, “I smiled, but the photographer said it was wrong.”

“Probably because it wasn’t genuine joy from the heart?” Zhou Ziyi thought for a moment, “The photographer’s eyes are very sharp.”

Yan Xiuzhi asked, “Was it genuine from your heart?”

“Yeah.” Zhou Ziyi chuckled, “When I looked at you, for some reason, I felt it was so funny, so I just laughed.”

Yan Xiuzhi couldn’t understand what was so funny about it.

“Actually, why don’t you try and take a shortcut?” Zhou Ziyi suddenly reached out and pointed at the corner of Yan Xiuzhi’s eye, “Just bend your eyes a little and it’ll be fine.”

Yan Xiuzhi grabbed his mischievous hand and said, “Don’t touch randomly.”

“Ge, we are taking wedding photos today. You won’t even let me touch, isn’t that too much?” Zhou Ziyi poked his hand. “I think you’re just not used to people getting too close to you, so you’re all stiff and can’t get into the mood.”

Yan Xiuzhi let go of him. “It’s just a habit.”

“I know,” Zhou Ziyi said, “But you can’t let others see that you’re so stiff when it comes to touching your loved one, right? According to others, we’re both adults, and everything that should have happened has happened. If you still don’t want me to get close to you, how do you think others will see it?”

Yan Xiuzhi glanced at him. “You’re quite the talker.”

“Hey, no matter how much I talk, Mr. Yan, you can’t stay so tense,” Zhou Ziyi sighed. “If not, there’s another way.”

“What?”

“I’ll take the lead,” Zhou Ziyi said, “but Mr. Yan, you have to promise that you won’t get angry today, and you won’t hold grudges afterwards.”

Yan Xiuzhi frowned. “What do you want to do again?”

“I want to try to turn the tide,” Zhou Ziyi thought for a moment. “Actually, you don’t have to look at me with tender feelings all the time. Other expressions might work too.”

Yan Xiuzhi didn’t understand his line of thought. “What?”

“Hey, I’ll go talk to the photographer and see if we can try something,” Zhou Ziyi stood up. “If we can work it out, Mr. Yan, you won’t have to be so miserable.”

Yan Xiuzhi had some ominous premonition in his heart.

The premonition came true.

Zhou Ziyi’s new approach turned out to be – to bother Yan Xiuzhi at a closer distance!

For example, while the two of them were looking at the camera for a photo, Zhou Ziyi suddenly reached out and pinched Yan Xiuzhi’s chin, turning his face towards himself.

Then, he quickly leaned in!

Yan Xiuzhi: !!!

“Don’t move!” Zhou Ziyi whispered, but there was a smile in his eyes, and what he said sounded like teasing, “If you’re scared, close your eyes. I won’t really kiss you.”

Yan Xiuzhi had initially instinctively wanted to close his eyes, but when Zhou Ziyi said that, he forced himself to keep his eyes open, staring at Zhou Ziyi (warning him not to mess around).

“Okay, don’t move, that’s great!” The photographer frantically clicked the shutter.

For instance, while the two of them were filming a scene of walking by the lake, Zhou Ziyi suddenly fell on top of Yan Xiuzhi.

Yan Xiuzhi: “What are you up to again?”

“Don’t worry about it, just keep walking.” Zhou Ziyi held onto him with one hand and held flowers in the other. “Support me as I walk, you can do it, President Yan!”

Yan Xiuzhi glanced at the hovering drone around them and said in a low voice, “Do you have to walk like this? Don’t blame others if you fall later.”

Zhou Ziyi laughed heartily, “If I fall, I’ll blame you!”

Yan Xiuzhi: “…”

The photographer kept snapping away not far away.

For example, the two of them face to face, with a wedding cake as the background. After taking a few shots, the photographer seemed unsatisfied. Zhou Ziyi picked up a piece of the real cake used as a prop, scooped up a small bite with a fork, and offered it to Yan Xiuzhi.

“Ah—”

Yan Xiuzhi was exhausted, “What are you up to again?”

“Open your mouth, it’s not poisonous.” Zhou Ziyi’s fork wobbled. “Eating a bite won’t kill you.”

Yan Xiuzhi reluctantly opened his mouth.

Zhou Ziyi didn’t feed the cake properly, insisting on doing it slowly, wobbling the fork back and forth. Yan Xiuzhi got annoyed, grabbed his hand, and fed it to himself, solving the problem.

Zhou Ziyi was literally laughing to death.

He put the cake down, picked up the strawberry on the cake, gently bit into it, and turned to face Yan Xiuzhi.

Yan Xiuzhi felt something was off and furrowed his brow, “Don’t think I’ll bite!”

Zhou Ziyi grabbed his hand, tiptoed in front of him as if bouncing, and looked at him with a playful expression, as if urging him to come and bite. His eyes were also fixed on him, as if urging him to hurry up and bite.

Yan Xiuzhi stood still, and Zhou Ziyi even shook his hand.

There was a fierce internal struggle in President Yan’s mind for a while. He looked at Zhou Ziyi, who seemed to say, “If you don’t wait for me, I won’t move,” and with a determined heart, he decided to go for it.

He mentally prepared himself and slowly leaned in towards Zhou Ziyi, who was tilting his face upward.

Closer and closer.

Just as Yan Xiuzhi had already opened his mouth and was two centimeters away from the strawberry, Zhou Ziyi suddenly opened his mouth and completely bit the whole strawberry into it.

Yan Xiuzhi: “…”

“Hahaha…” Zhou Ziyi chewed the strawberry, swallowed it, and before Yan Xiuzhi could completely move back, he suddenly grabbed his tie, leaned in, and stuck his face to his.

Yan Xiuzhi: !!!

From the shooting angle, it looks like Zhou Ziyi kissed him on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Xiuzhi froze.

The photographer was very satisfied: “Very good! Keep it up!”

Both indoor and outdoor, the whole morning passed easily, and the lunch time was notably delayed.

In the evening, there was also a set of outdoor photos, so there was some free time in the afternoon.

Zhou Ziyi knocked on Yan Xiuzhi’s door again: “President Yan, want to go to the hot spring?”

Yan Xiuzhi looked at him and said lightly, “No.”

“Don’t you want to soak in the hot spring when you come to the hot spring resort?” Zhou Ziyi said, “Doesn’t this hotel have its own hot spring, only for guests to go? I specifically called and asked. There’s no one there now. Let’s go for a walk?”

Yan Xiuzhi: “Not going.”

“Oh, I still want to take a picture and post it on my social circle to complete today’s showing affection task.” Zhou Ziyi put his hands together, “Auntie always likes my posts, can President Yan help me? I’ve inquired, and the hotel has yukatas for sale. You can change into a yukata, take a photo with me, and then you can go wherever you want. Is that okay?”

Yan Xiuzhi looked at him steadily, “Is it necessary?”

“It is! Auntie knows we’re here to take wedding photos.” Zhou Ziyi sighed, “We should have taken a few candid shots this morning when we were taking photos. But I was too busy adjusting our shooting state and forgot to take selfies, so let’s make up for it now with two shots, shall we?”

Yan Xiuzhi: “…”

Zhou Ziyi: “Will you go, President Yan? Give me an answer.”

Yan Xiuzhi felt like he had been tormented today and lost his temper.

“Just a moment, I’ll get something.”