Chapter 110
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Chapter 110: Chu Yuanqing’s Wedding Dress
Lin Jiu was momentarily stunned by the unexpected shift.
— Such a quick compromise!
A pang of pity washed over her. Lin Jiu already knew Chu Yuanqing’s background before coming here, but seeing this pure and innocent girl, who had learned the art of compromise so early to survive, stirred her emotions. Life must have been unbearably hard for her.
Lin Jiu said gently, yet seriously:
“The advertisement shoot will begin tomorrow. Today, we’ll focus on familiarizing you with the product design and brand messaging. It’s important to prepare ahead.”
She continued, offering a faint smile:
“But don’t worry. This time, we’ve received new equipment from ‘Dazzling Stage,’ which will make the shoot far more efficient. If all goes well, we should finish within two to three days.”
Little Sakura’s eyes brightened as she clutched the documents in her hands. Her gaze shifted to the wedding dress series endorsed by Chu Yuanqing. With a hopeful tone, she asked:
“Since these wedding dresses cater to the audience who enjoy ‘百合,’ the advertisements won’t be filmed separately, right? We’ll shoot together, Little Qing and me?”
Lin Jiu nodded confidently:
“Of course. The dresses you and Miss Chu will model belong to the same collection. They share the same spirit, tailored for same-sex couples. Naturally, the photos must be taken together.”
Kirimi Miyuki’s eyes darted toward Chu Yuanqing. She felt a strange flutter as she imagined wearing a wedding dress alongside her best friend.
— A wedding dress!
Although Miyuki identified as straight, the idea of donning a wedding dress with Little Qing carried an air of romance. Only close friends would engage in such a symbolic act together.
Her heart swelled with pride. Memories of being left out — from not sharing a dorm with Chu Yuanqing to watching her bond with others — were swept away. For once, Miyuki felt she had something to cherish.
— So this is what it feels like to seize the moment first?
Miyuki couldn’t suppress the smugness curling her lips. She felt like she had won a silent battle against others. Finally, she had a shared experience with Little Qing that no one else could claim.
Meanwhile, Chu Yuanqing felt her stomach churn as the reality of the upcoming photoshoot hit her. Wearing a wedding dress to portray a lesbian couple with Miyuki in an advertisement? Her integrity and pride felt like they were crumbling into dust.
— Endure. You must endure.
She silently chanted this mantra, reminding herself of the goal: over six million yuan. This amount could buy Little Shu a small home in Sea City’s suburbs, providing stability. It was a sacrifice worth making for her daughter’s future.
Chu Yuanqing closed her eyes, imagining Little Shu’s future—breaking free from hardship, thriving, and building a life filled with happiness.
If sacrificing her dignity meant ensuring Little Shu’s well-being, then so be it.
Her thoughts softened. A genuine smile spread across her face, embodying the tender, selfless love of a parent.
Lin Jiu, observing this transformation, felt a pang of guilt. She sipped her lemon tea to quell her thoughts and handed documents to the two girls.
“Take a look at these during the ride to the filming location. Familiarize yourselves with the brand’s story and the concept of this collection.”
Both nodded solemnly, diving into their respective documents.
After a ninety-minute drive, the group arrived at a coastal villa, the backdrop for the photoshoot. The villa exuded elegance, with wedding dresses prominently displayed inside.
Lin Jiu explained:
“Normally, the brand customizes wedding dresses tailored to your measurements—one for the shoot, another as a gift. But due to time constraints, we’ve selected dresses that closely match your sizes.”
Miyuki’s heart raced. Custom-made wedding dresses! It felt like a dream she never dared to have.
She watched as Lin Jiu picked out two dresses and motioned toward the fitting room.
“The changing room is next door. There are appropriate undergarments provided for these dresses. Please try them on to ensure they fit.”
Miyuki stepped in first. A few
minutes later, she emerged,
the dress molding to her figure
like a second skin. The soft,
flowing fabric accentuated her
shoulders and collarbones,
while a thigh-high slit revealed
a touch of leg with every step.
She looked ethereal—like a
goddess stepping out of a
myth.
“Little Qing, how do I look?”
she asked shyly.
Chu Yuanqing nodded, her
praise genuine:
“Beautiful. You look stunning,
Miyuki.”
Lin Jiu added her professional
assessment, pointing out
minor adjustments before
turning her attention to Chu
Yuanqing.
Inside the fitting room, Chu
Yuanqing hesitated. She
removed her clothes slowly, as
though shedding a layer of her
defenses. Holding the delicate
wedding dress, she took a
deep breath before slipping it
on.
When she stepped out, the
room fell silent.
The dress, with its intricate
lace and translucent chiffon,
clung to her form. The high
collar added a touch of
elegance, while the soft
ribbons flowing behind her
exuded a dreamlike quality.
She looked radiant, almost
untouchable, like a holy vision
brought to life.
Miyuki stared, entranced. Her
thoughts spiraled as she
reached out, instinctively
taking Chu Yuanqing’s hand.
Their fingers touched lightly,
creating a solemn, almost
sacred moment. The image,
framed by the sea breeze and
soft lighting, resembled a
timeless painting.
Lin Jiu observed quietly, her
creative instincts humming.
“Miss Kirimi,” she murmured,
“you seem to be a little too
immersed in the role.”
But as the scene unfolded,
even she couldn’t deny its
beauty.
