Mr. Shang, please be passionately in love after marriage.

Cen hope felt a wave of annoyance. She hadn't expected that, by sheer bad luck, she would click play again.

She coughed lightly twice and looked down to reply to his message.

Just then, Fang Nian said from the front, "Mr. Shang, Madam, we've arrived."

So fast?

Cen hope put her phone away, looked up and around, and realized that they had somehow ended up in the wedding room at Jingtang Garden.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to get out of the car when she heard Shang Hanzhou say in a calm voice, "You go up first."

Isn't he going back?

Thinking to himself, Cen hope didn't ask. He had gone to Jiangcheng these past two days, and there were probably a lot of things waiting for him to handle in Beijing. He was probably going back to the group.

She nodded and got out of the car first.

She stood outside the car and reminded him, "Be careful on the road."

Fang Nian chuckled at her, "Don't worry, ma'am, I'm a great driver."

Fang Wen then went to the trunk and took out her suitcase. "Madam, let me take it upstairs for you."

"No need for that."

Cen hope smiled and said, "There's an elevator, it's very convenient, you can get on the bus too."

Fang Wen scratched the back of his head. "Alright, see you next time, Madam."

The Maybach turned around and drove out of the underground garage.

The car drove forward and eventually arrived at the Yasen Group.

"Mr. Shang, we've arrived."

Fang Nian gave him a reminder as usual, but Shang Hanzhou didn't reply for a long time.

Fang Wen glanced at him. "Brother, what do we do? Should we remind him again?"

Fang Nian shook his head and said softly, "Let's get off the bus."

"OK."

Fang Wen unconditionally obeyed his brother, and the two brothers got off the bus together, but didn't go too far.

"What's wrong with President Shang?"

Fang Wendu could tell that Shang Hanzhou was in a bad mood. "Is it because you drove for too long?"

Fang Nian rolled her eyes. "Can't you come up with any decent ideas?"

"What could be causing your bad mood?"

Fang Wen really couldn't understand why President Shang could be unhappy when the group's stock price had risen significantly recently and business was booming.

Fang Nian remained silent. "I have a feeling that President Shang is troubled by love."

It was exactly the same way he acted when he had a misunderstanding and argued with his girlfriend before. He didn't want to talk, and just closed his eyes and lay down.

Fang Wen was taken aback: "Brother, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!"

He argued vehemently, "How could such a good person as my wife have any conflicts with President Shang? Besides, from what I've observed, President Shang treats my wife very well, and they get along very well. How could she be troubled by love?"

That makes sense.

In short, neither of them could figure out what the boss was thinking.

……

Jingtang Garden.

I spent almost a week in Jiangcheng, and now that I'm back, I'm still feeling a little out of sorts.

Aunt Fang calculated the time she would arrive home and prepared a meal for her in advance.

"Madam, have you not eaten yet?"

On the dining table were all of Cen Xi's favorite foods.

The flight was in the afternoon, and no food or drinks were provided on board. I didn't get home until 8 PM.

Aside from that cup of brown sugar water, Cen hope hadn't eaten anything else, and now she was actually quite hungry.

She washed her hands before sitting down.

"Didn't your husband come back with you?"

Aunt Fang waited for a while but didn't see Shang Hanzhou follow, so she asked another question.

Cen hope nodded, mumbling with food in her mouth, "He went back to the company first."

"This meal was prepared by my husband, but I didn't expect him not to come back on his own."

Aunt Fang muttered to herself.

Cen hope tightened her grip on the porcelain bowl slightly, so Shang Hanzhou actually intended to return to Jingtang Garden at the beginning?

Cen Xi pursed her lips slightly, forcing herself not to think about it too much.

Perhaps, something really came up at the company.

For the next week, Cen hope went to work as usual. Shang Hanzhou didn't come back often; he only came back once on the way, but he didn't stay overnight. He just went to the study to get a document and left.

Unfortunately, she was home at the time.

The two hadn't seen each other for a week and hadn't contacted each other on WeChat, so their sudden encounter was actually a bit awkward.

She gave a perfunctory greeting, and Shang Hanzhou nodded back in response before quickly leaving.

Has Yasen Group been this busy lately?

She pondered to herself.

The next day, Grandpa Shang gave her a task.

[Xixi, Hanzhou has been back for a few months now, and we've been putting off our wedding photos for two years. We can't wait any longer. Grandpa has arranged everything—nine sets in total, all kinds of styles. Whenever you're free, you and Hanzhou can take the photos.]

As for the wedding, it's still in the planning stages, but it will definitely take place in the second half of this year.

Other people's granddaughters have wedding photos and grand weddings, so this old man definitely has to arrange a grand and glamorous celebration for her too.

Old Master Shang was very enthusiastic about this matter.

Cen hope saw the old man's message after getting off work. When her eyes fell on the words "Nine Sets", she felt a little uneasy.

There was a female doctor in my department who had five sets of wedding photos taken, and she was completely exhausted.

She filmed nine sets...

Just thinking about that scene made Cen hope's mind buzz.

She sent a message to Grandpa Shang, seemingly trying to find out what was going on: "Grandpa, what did they say from Hanzhou?"

Let alone her not being able to accept nine sets, Shang Hanzhou probably can't accept it even more than her, right?

Grandpa Shang replied quickly: "He only has an obligation to cooperate!"

Cen hope: "..."

The chat window vibrated again, and Grandpa Shang sent over photos of all nine wedding dresses.

Grandpa Shang: [Grandpa specially booked a small island by the sea for you. The weather's been nice lately, so we'll take photos there. What do you think, Xixi?]

Cen hope didn't have many requirements for the shooting location. She was too busy with work, so the wedding photos were all handled by her grandfather. He had arranged everything so well, so of course she wouldn't say anything more.

Nine sets were simply too many, so she couldn't help but try to bargain with the old man.

Cen hope: [Grandpa, aren't nine sets a bit too many?]

Grandpa Shang: [Grandpa originally ordered thirteen sets, but I was worried it would be too tiring for you, so I reduced it to nine. Is that still too many?]

Cen Xi immediately sent several frantically nodding emojis.

Grandpa Shang said regretfully: "Alright, then six sets? We can't take any less for Xixi."

Okay, that makes three sets too short.

Asking for a further reduction would hurt the old man's feelings.

The filming was scheduled for this weekend, and Cen hope swapped shifts with her colleagues to get these two days off.

To get to the island that Mr. Shang rented from Beijing, you have to take a helicopter.

The person Shang Hanzhou came to pick up.

The two have grown distant during this period, and apart from a chance encounter at home last time, they have not been in contact since.

When they met again, it was to take wedding photos together, and the atmosphere was strangely mysterious.

As the tall, slender man walked towards her, Cen hope, for some reason, extended her hand and politely said, "Pleasure doing business with you."