After contracting to have a child, the icy female CEO became addicted.

Jiang Ran drove all the way and arrived at the private house at 16:55 PM.

After parking the car, Jiang Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Ran raised an eyebrow as he looked at the somewhat artistic entrance.

This location isn't too remote; he's actually been to places like this before.

However, at that time, he was with Qin Yiyao, along with Qin Yiyao's best friend Zhang Yuanyuan. They wanted to take these kinds of private photos, and they specifically dragged him along to pay the bill...

As his memories returned, he never expected to return to a place like this, only to be with his newlywed wife.

It's only nominal...

He sighed, parked the car within the parking lines, opened the door, and got out.

After walking around the second floor next door and entering the store, Jiang Ran spotted Liu Wan.

"Pretty punctual."

Upon seeing Jiang Ran appear, Liu Wan joked and gestured for her to come in, "Come on in, Miss is already waiting inside."

That sounds like someone trying to solicit business...

Jiang Ran was startled, fearing that Wen Ling was getting impatient, and hurriedly walked into the inner room.

He pushed open the door and saw Wen Ling sitting on the sofa inside.

The room was large and had an artistic design atmosphere. Different corners had different camera positions. Just by looking at the decoration, it was much more upscale than the store that Jiang Ran and Qin Yiyao had been to together.

"Hello Mr. Jiang, I am Xu Qing, the photographer in charge of this project."

Not far away, a woman who was fiddling with a camera walked over and greeted Jiang Ran with a smile.

Jiang Ran quickly nodded in acknowledgment: "Hello."

"We have many styles here, Mr. Jiang, you can take a look and choose one."

As Xu Qing spoke, she walked up to Wen Ling and bowed, saying, "Ms. Wen, please let me know once you've decided on the style. I'll arrange for someone to do your makeup. I'll come back in to shoot shortly after you're both ready!"

In Jiang Ran's impression, photographers in such places are very arrogant.

For example, the last time he accompanied Qin Yiyao and Zhang Yuanyuan to this kind of store, the female owner acted like she owned the place, extremely arrogant.

But now, Xu Qing's respectful attitude surprised Jiang Ran quite a bit.

Indeed, this world is not just about money; it also discriminates based on who you are.

Hearing the door close after Xu Qing left, Jiang Ran's gaze fell on Wen Ling.

Wen Ling, still sitting upright on the sofa, had an arrogant look in her eyes and was holding a fashion magazine in her hand, but her true intentions were clearly not what they seemed. Her eyes kept lingering on Jiang Ran.

Feeling her rather stern scrutinizing gaze, Jiang Ran took a few steps forward somewhat awkwardly and asked with a smile, "Sister, have you decided which set we want to shoot?"

Jiang Ran's goal was simple: to take a proper photo with Wen Ling, one that would at least show that the two were genuinely dating, instead of both looking cold and expressionless, like a composite AI image.

"Just pick one that you like."

Wen Ling's answer was unusually concise, and as before, her voice was very cold.

Jiang Ran hesitated for a moment, then took a white shirt from the men's coat rack next to her.

He did remember that many netizens commented on Huang Xiao's video saying he looked better in that kind of white shirt.

He folded the shirt and held it close to his chest, then slowly walked up to Wen Ling and asked, "Sister, I don't know what style suits me. Would it be okay for me to wear this white shirt?"

Wen Ling glanced up, nodded indifferently, but remained as still as a mountain.

Jiang Ran's eyes flickered with suspicion, and then, a sudden thought struck him, and he blurted out, "Sis, you're not planning to take pictures with me wearing this suit, are you?"

Seemingly surprised by Jiang Ran's sudden question, Wen Ling looked up, her gaze meeting Jiang Ran's face directly. Then, her expression was calm: "What? Is it not allowed?"

I lost it!

They already agreed to come out for a photoshoot, but they insisted on wearing these outdated suits. Did they really think they were here for a meeting?!

Jiang Ran couldn't hold back any longer. He threw the clothes in his hand onto the sofa, bent down suddenly, and pulled Wen Ling up from the sofa with both hands, just like pulling a stalk of grass up from the ground!

"Hey sis, you already agreed to take pictures with me, could you please cooperate a little?!"

Jiang Ran hates it when people go back on their word. Either Wen Ling shouldn't have agreed to take the photos, or since she agreed, she should cooperate properly!

Wen Ling was in shock at that moment!

Jiang Ran's strong hands gripped her shoulders, and the rising pain continued to spread. She was still clutching the fashion magazine in her hand, and at this moment, her usually icy face was filled with astonishment!

"Even though you could wear a suit, we could take these kinds of photos at home ourselves. We even paid for them to come out..."

Filled with anger, Jiang Ran blurted out something surprising, ignoring all the other arguments and launching into a series of reasoning arguments:

"Besides, sister, you're so beautiful, it would be such a waste if you didn't dress up and try different styles!"

"You...you..."

When Wen Ling heard Jiang Ran blurt out the second half of his sentence, she felt her cheeks burning. She mumbled for a long time, only managing to utter a weak sentence.

"presumptuous!"

Her face flushed crimson, and her complexion visibly heated up rapidly.

Although it was meant as a reprimand, the blush on her face made her tone sound like a coquettish scolding.

Even though she was older, before meeting Jiang Ran, Wen Ling was just a girl.

Moreover, at this moment, when Jiang Ran pulled her to her feet as if she were pulled up from the ground, she was only up to Jiang Ran's chin.

And that's why, in that moment, Jiang Ran felt that Wen Ling was being coquettish...

His already limited courage suddenly grew.

Jiang Ran turned around, grabbed a white dress, and forcefully shoved it into Wen Ling's hand.

"Sister, this will definitely look good on you. You have fair skin, so light colors suit you perfectly!"

He left those words behind, quickly grabbed the clothes he had just picked out from the sofa next to him, and rushed into the dressing room.

As the locker room door closed, Wen Ling's face flushed red, and she remained stunned for a long time.

The warmth of Jiang Ran's large hand still lingered on her shoulder.

That forceful strength was just like the wildness that had occurred not long ago last night...

The important thing is that Wen Ling suddenly realized that she didn't dislike this feeling at all, and even felt a little looking forward to it!

"You...you bastard!"

Her face flushed red as she hurled a curse, then looked down at the dress that had been forcibly shoved into her hands.

She had never tried this kind of clothing before.

In her anger, Wen Ling couldn't help but recall Jiang Ran's words, "You'd definitely look good in this..."

As time ticked by, the sounds of Jiang Ran changing clothes could be heard continuously from the dressing room.

Wen Ling's eyes darkened. Unconsciously, as if she had made a decision, she gripped the white dress tightly and walked towards the women's changing room on the other side...