Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 806 - 39: How Could I Do This for You, So Many Twists and Turns (Yet Another Ten-Thousand-Word - ) (Part 4)
Yan Yu laughed as soon as she heard: "Even if you hadn’t said it, I was already planning for this. Although I’m not in your circle, I know how difficult those photographers, stylists, and models can be."
Most of these people are perfectionists, inevitably proud by nature, and Yan Jian, after all, is still an ungraduated student. Even with the Tang Family name, people may not necessarily look up to him. At that time, there might be some conceptual clash and conflict.
Yan Yu smiled gently: "Don’t worry, my desserts have magic. Once they eat, their mood will improve, and they won’t be picky anymore."
Although Yan Jian appreciated his older sister’s thoughtfulness, he couldn’t help but remind her: "You know how it is with shooting; it’s not about measuring time but finding the right mood. It might be a late night or even an all-nighter, so you don’t have to deliver them yourself; just have the staff send them over."
To put it bluntly, she did not actually want her older sister to face Little Ben.
Yan Yu listened, smiled wistfully, and lowered her head slightly: "I didn’t plan to go anyway. Xue Jiangqiu has been busy these days, sometimes can’t manage the shop, and I need to cover for him, so I really have no time..."
She had said it herself, never to see Little Ben again. So... though she was curious about what effect her younger sister’s work would have in the studio, though—curious about what Little Ben would look like in her sister’s designs... she knew her role and shouldn’t go.
Yan Yu spoke without intention, but Yan Jian listened with meaning.
Big sister mentioned Xue Jiangqiu is now busy, sometimes neglects the shop... Then surely, Xue Jiangqiu is busy with James’ wedding.
One topic, accidentally causing both sisters heartache.
Neither wanted to say more, quickly hung up. Yan Jian put away her phone, instinctively looked up, and saw Little Ben alone in the corner, quietly glancing over at her.
The dark pupils seemed to flash past with brilliance.
Yan Jian couldn’t help frowning.
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As Yan Jian anticipated, the desserts Yan Yu prepared were delivered by two work-study students from the shop. These perfectly tempered desserts promptly became a catalyst for joy in the studio.
Models, aiming for the best shots, were all running on empty stomachs. This ensured good lines but made their facial expressions look cold. Just as the photographer was about to lose patience, these desserts arrived in time, saving the models.
A small bite doesn’t expand the stomach but quickly replenishes blood sugar, helping models regain their expressions’ warmth.
No one dared eat too much, but all indulged in enjoying this sweet moment. Except, Little Ben.
He continued sitting in the corner, aloof, with his hoodie pulled over his head, pretending to nap whenever he wasn’t needed for a photo. Although there’s joyous atmosphere brought by the desserts, it seemingly didn’t touch his clothes’ corner, and had nothing to do with him.
Yan Jian warned herself not to see too much or think too much, but couldn’t help capturing his behavior in her eyes.
She felt an inexplicable melancholy arise: Maybe she misunderstood, he wasn’t desperately escaping Yan Yu’s scent...
If what he says is true, he is certainly the dominant one in his relationship with Yan Yu. Why then put on such a show? How could he be "afraid" of anything related to Yan Yu?
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In the dessert shop, Xue Jiangqiu still couldn’t come tonight, called Yan Yu to inform her, and tenderly apologized to the fullest.
The scale of James’ wedding is quite grand, even exceeding Xue Jiangqiu’s expectations, forcing him to invest more time and energy there.
Yan Yu expressed understanding, telling Xue Jiangqiu to keep busy. But still, she anxiously hugged her arms and couldn’t help but gnaw her finger after hanging up.
Finally, when the two students who delivered the desserts returned, she hurriedly went up to them. Yet fearing she might appear too eager, she tried her best to ask in a flat tone: "Were they delivered on time? How did they react, did they like it?"
Both work-study students smiled and said: "Sister Yan Yu, rest assured. Your skills have been tested many times, and even those picky folks in the fashion world can’t find fault with your work!"
Such words might sound comforting, but... ultimately it is only a general sentiment, not specific to individual reactions.
Yan Yu then took a deep breath, "...those models, I hear there are a few male models with delicate temperaments. It’s better with the girls; no girl can resist dessert, but boys are unpredictable, likely to dislike them."
