Song Xi wanted to break up with Lou Yu Ming.
She didn't want to be a mistress.
But she hadn't found an opportunity, and he hadn't contacted her these past few days.
Another week passed, and a Hanfu brand approached Song Xi, asking her to shoot some new product photos.
After the grand play ended, she had collected business cards. Song Xi had privately added them all. Although only a few connected, it was still somewhat fruitful.
The client offered a generous fee. After agreeing on a time and place, Song Xi went.
Upon arriving, she discovered two other girls were also participating in the shoot. They looked familiar. If she remembered correctly, they were also classmates who had been in the graduation play.
However, her radiant performance had overshadowed everyone else's.
Naturally, there were many whispers, especially since everyone expected her to become famous overnight. Instead, she had ended up as a Taobao model, which was a complete joke.
Before long, Song Xi's modeling gig spread throughout the school. Later, somehow, it was rumored that she had become an escort model!
Of course, Song Xi was unaware of this at the time.
She simply listened to the two girls in the back chattering and openly mocking, and she didn't get angry. After all, it was the truth. All she needed to do now was to focus on the task at hand.
The person in charge of the shoot was Sister Ying, who had loved Hanfu for over a decade and had extremely high standards for photography.
To integrate true Hanfu culture, she had gone through connections and spent a high price to rent a private old mansion, complete with winding corridors and secluded paths.
Sister Ying had also specifically instructed that the mansion's owner's friends would be guests that day. All staff were only allowed to work in the back garden and were not to disturb anyone.
Anyone who could build such a place must be a person of high status and wealth. And those who came to visit were certainly not ordinary people. Everyone understood this.
Although those two girls were sharp-tongued, they were clearly experienced.
Based on their styles, Sister Ying quickly selected outfits for them. When it came to Song Xi, she seemed to be at a loss.
"Erm, have you worn Hanfu before?"
"No."
"Do you have any favorites?"
Song Xi looked at the dazzling array of clothes. "I like them all."
"Sweet talker."
Sister Ying spotted a bamboo forest not far away and her eyes lit up. She picked out a very plain outfit from the colorful selection and handed it to Song Xi. "Try this on."
"Okay, Sister Ying."
Hanfu suits certain looks, heights, and more importantly, temperaments.
The outfit chosen for Song Xi was not something anyone could carry off. Their brand had wanted to try this style for a long time but had never found a suitable model.
"Sister Ying, is she capable?"
"I think... yes!"
At this moment, at the gate of the old mansion.
A black Porsche slowly pulled up.
An elderly woman with white hair walked slowly, a kind smile on her face. "Yu Ming, you're here."
Lou Yu Ming stepped forward. He, who usually disliked being touched by others, actually reached out and supported the old woman's arm.
"Grandma Shao, it's been a long time."
Shao Cheng, standing nearby, smiled slightly. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Anna also step out of the car.
He was shocked. He walked over to Lou Yu Ming and said coldly, "Why did you bring her here?"
Lou Yu Ming handed the elderly woman over to a servant and said indifferently, "She insisted on coming."
"And you brought her anyway!?"
Lou Yu Ming said expressionlessly, "Your grandmother misses her."
"So what? She's not welcome here."
He was rarely so unkind.
Lou Yu Ming merely glanced at him and walked forward. "She's still your sister."