Divorce contract: President please sign

"Master, are you...interested in making money?"

The bodyguard only thought that if it was raining red outside, it would really be a matter of celebration for his young master to be interested in making money.The old bodyguard didn't dare to neglect, seeing the smile on the young master's face, he immediately went out to call Secretary Zhou.

Su Lu sat on the sofa in a leisurely and lazy posture, looking at the sunlight outside the window, squinting slightly, with a faint smile on his clean and handsome face.

Mo Changan.His lips moved slightly, but no sound came out, but it was the mouth shape of these three words.

This woman is interesting.

……

Chang'an never thought that her love life would be so smooth. From the very beginning, she just loved without expecting anything in return.

The fragmented love between her father and mother until the end made her never have a smooth illusion about the word love.

"Mrs. Shen, your name sounds really nice, Chang'an Chang'an, is it the name of that ancient city?"

While applying makeup to Mo Changan, the makeup artist was afraid that she would be bored and chatted casually with her.

Mo Changan was indifferent, didn't talk much, and most of the answers were simple. After hearing what the makeup artist said, she just replied softly, "No, it's not a place name."

She had always known what her mother intended for her name.For a long time, in peace.Chang'an.For a long time is the mother's expectation for love, and peace is the mother's wish for her.

So she naturally remembered that her mother had said to herself tenderly and sadly before she became so ill and unconscious, "Chang'an, the meaning of the first half of your name has gone wrong, and now I only hope you are safe and sound." It’s good to grow up.”

Mo Chang'an's eyes were deep and deep, "It means peace and safety for a long time."

Before the makeup artist wanted to say something, the man in the fitting room had already come out. She stopped holding the loose powder brush in her hand, and her eyes and movements stopped.

Chang An saw the figure of the man behind him from the mirror, his eyes were lost in thought for a moment, and he quickly returned to normal, and he sat there quietly without saying a word.

"Are you ready?" Shen Boyan asked, the makeup artist came back to his senses and quickly replied, "It will be ready soon."

Qi Ming stood at the door, and when he heard Shen Boyan coming out, he came in and said, "I'll ask the photographer to prepare for the shoot."

Shen Boyan nodded slightly, his gaze stayed on Mo Changan's back, from his angle, he could just see her face in the mirror, perfect and meticulous, impeccable.

He even began to imagine what they would look like in the photo.

When we arrived at the first scene, everything was ready there. The ladder was set up under the tree. The metal ladder looked very strong. Mo Changan was wearing a long white gauze dress, and the costumer was holding her in the back. The skirt and veil followed her step by step.

The leaves of the camphor tree are green, just looking very refreshing.

Chang An raised his eyes and glanced at the tree, and slightly pursed his lips, feeling a little nervous for no reason.

"Mrs. Shen, just climb up this ladder and sit on that thick branch." The photographer pointed to the thick horizontal branch on the tree and said.

Chang An frowned slightly, pursed his lips, but nodded, "Okay."

She carried her skirt up, and slowly climbed up the metal ladder. There were two staff members below holding the ladder, which was very stable, but she still climbed very slowly.

Shen Boyan walked up after only one glance, and hugged her down.

Mo Changan was caught off guard, and exclaimed very lightly and shortly. He quickly calmed down, frowned, and looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

As soon as he asked this sentence, the man had already climbed up vigorously, sat firmly on the tree trunk, and stretched out his hand towards her, "Climb slowly and grab me up, don't be afraid."

There was a slight light in Mo Changan's eyes. She didn't say anything, but climbed up the ladder again, still slowly, but the frown that was frowning because of nervousness had been relaxed. After climbing a few steps, she could climb up the ladder again. reach his hand.

The little hand was gently placed in his palm, and he felt the warmth of his palm, and the slight force of his grip.

Climbing up this camphor tree became not so difficult. When sitting on the trunk, Chang An looked down condescendingly, and felt that it was not too scary. I don’t know if it was because he was not too high from the ground, or because he was always sitting on the ground. Next to hold her hand sake.

The staff all looked at it with a smile, and felt that the couple was extremely affectionate.

"You sit on it properly, hold it up, nothing will happen, I'll be right below."

Mo Chang'an didn't know if it was an illusion, but he could vaguely hear concern from Shen Boyan's words, and the indifference in the past seemed to be almost inaudible.

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped vigorously from the tree.

After the photographer asked the staff to remove the ladder, the costumer trimmed Chang'an's skirt underneath, and then backed away.

The cameraman directs their movements deftly.

It's perfect, the two of them are just perfect on camera.

Mo Chang'an is sitting on a tree, her long skirt is falling from the tree, her veil is hanging down from her back, her long hair is soft and curly, and there is a garland of thin white flowers on her head, and she follows the photo with one hand. According to the teacher's order, she tugged at the skirt in front of her, and her calves were exposed from under the skirt. She was white and slender, and her little feet were bare.

It looks like an elf who has fallen into the mortal world, so beautiful.

She also followed the photographer's instructions, putting on a playful smile, resting her chin on one hand, just smiling playfully, looking down at the man under the tree, her long eyelashes are like a small fan Generally folded down, casting a circle of shadows under the eyelids.

And the man under the tree, with his hands lightly inserted in the pockets of his suit trousers, one leg standing straight, the other slightly bent, with his toes pointing to the ground, his head hanging down, his profile face with a bowed head has a sharp outline, with a smile on his lips She pursed her eyes lightly, her eyes drooped slightly, her nose was straight and her chin was straight.He has a nearly perfect side profile, and a tall and straight figure in a suit.

"It's just perfect." The photographer admired sincerely, and frantically pressed the shutter to save this beautiful scene into the lens.

For this one shot, the photographer couldn't help but change at least a dozen angles and shoot non-stop, and the idea for the second shot has already come out.

"Okay, now the bride bends over slowly, be careful, and slowly, reach out to reach the top of the groom's head, as if wanting to touch him secretly. On the head, laugh! Be happy! Smile a little!"