Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 283 - 257: Am I That Fragile?

Fu Yisi had not participated in the discussion about the photography style before, so the only thing he could do during the shoot was to listen to Min Yunwen’s arrangements carefully.

At first, Ji Sang would join in the brainstorming, but later on, it really wasn’t feasible.

For one thing, her photography style did not meld well with Min Yunwen’s, making it difficult to blend together. Secondly, wearing a wedding dress made movement quite inconvenient.

Originally, Qi Yi hadn’t planned on staying for the photoshoot. She wanted to find a way to make an appointment to go shopping with a partner, to discuss things. But today she had suddenly changed her mind.

After all, Qi Yi was in the wedding dress business and involved with fashion brands, so naturally, her sense of aesthetics would not be lacking. Sometimes, when it came to portraying the beauty between men and women, she had her own insights, which perfectly complemented Min Yunwen’s.

Having an assistant, Min Yunwen naturally would not dislike it, and what was more valuable was that sometimes the advice Qi Yi gave actually seemed reasonable to him.

An unexpectedly smooth collaboration.

The process of shooting was not simple, and Ji Sang was always worried that Fu Yisi wouldn’t be able to hold on.

"Do you want to take a break?"

"Won’t this movement pull at your stitches?"

"Let’s not do this one."

...

Min Yunwen frowned at the sight, and even Qi Yi couldn’t help but feel suffocated by concern, while Fu Yisi himself was amused by Ji Sang’s fussing.

He sighed helplessly.

"In your eyes, am I that frail?"

Ji Sang shook her head.

Fu Yisi’s physical condition had always been very good, which she knew. But his pale face from that day had left a deep impression in her mind.

The panic she felt when she came back and couldn’t find him still made her heart tighten at the very thought of it.

It really left a shadow on her.

Fu Yisi also knew that he had scared her that day.

Therefore, he requested a fifteen-minute rest, and then had the manager call the hotel doctor.

This act made Ji Sang think that his stitches might have been pulled, and Min Yunwen and Qi Yi also looked over at him.

But the man raised his hand and touched Ji Sang’s head.

"Since the judgment of me, your doctor, is not enough to reassure you, let’s have the hotel doctor come up and examine me, okay?"

It was because of this.

Ji Sang breathed a sigh of relief.

"It’s not necessary..."

Though she said this, her eyes followed the direction the manager had left in.

Fu Yisi: ....

"Do you really not trust me?"

Ji Sang frowned slightly, reaching out a finger to press against the man’s shoulder.

"It’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s that you take your own health too lightly."

Fu Yisi’s indifference, who knows whether it’s founded on suppressing some pain?

She really couldn’t understand why this man cared so much about her health, yet treated his own so negligently.

While the couple was taking a break and waiting for the hotel doctor, Min Yunwen, on the other side, was unexpectedly spirited and began to converse with Qi Yi.

It was only a few words here and there, but it was already somewhat surprising to Qi Yi.

Min Yunwen’s passion for photography seemed to have recovered to 80% of his former state, perhaps after talking with Fu Yisi and realizing that his hands could be treated, he finally stopped deliberately being decadent.

Qi Yi was tactful enough not to mention Min Yunwen’s previous works but opened up the conversation with a focus on wedding photography. Clearly, she did not want to miss this opportunity to interact with Min Yunwen.

After all, Min Yunwen was just lazy, accustomed to following his whims without bothering to make an effort to interact with others, but that did not mean he lacked social graces.

Qi Yi seemed very interested in him.

This was the conclusion Min Yunwen had drawn from last night’s dinner.

Now, it had been confirmed.

Min Yunwen had also been the apple of the eye in school, receiving appreciation and affection from many female students. Different from those girls, Qi Yi maintained a distance that made him comfortable, and moreover, some of the things she said showed that she had a lot of experience and insight.

It was comfortable chatting with such a person.

Ji Sang had naturally noticed that the atmosphere between the two was much more harmonious than before. While the hotel’s doctor was preparing, Ji Sang quietly asked Fu Yisi.

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The man also looked over upon hearing this.

This was his first meeting with Qi Yi, and including today, he had only met Min Yunwen three times—how could he tell whether they were a good match or not.

The examination was to be done on the abdomen, and it was not appropriate to have Fu Yisi undress under the broad daylight, so the couple went to a rest room on the top floor.

The wound had indeed healed nicely.

The hotel’s doctor also knew how to read a room.

"Madam, President Fu’s healing abilities are astonishing. The incision has healed very well, and as long as he does not engage in strenuous activities, he should be fine."

After speaking, the doctor couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

He heard that President Fu was also a doctor. Despite being so busy, he still managed to find time to work out, and his physique... was really impressive.

Was he being too decadent?

Thinking this, the doctor sneakily took another glance at Fu Yisi’s abdomen and set a goal for himself.

He had to run five kilometers tonight and do fifty push-ups.

Hearing the doctor’s words, Ji Sang finally felt completely relieved.

Because he needed to fix his clothes, Fu Yisi was the last to leave, stopping the doctor.

"Get me some painkillers."

The doctor frowned abruptly.

"President Fu, your wound...."

"It’s not for me."

The doctor nodded, not asking further, and left behind a box of painkillers.

When Fu Yisi came out after getting ready, Ji Sang was sitting on the posh chair, and Qi Yi and Min Yunwen had finished their casual chat, seemingly preparing to take a few solo shots of Ji Sang just like that.

Min Yunwen and Ji Sang had one thing in common when they were shooting: their directions were very concise. Others might still be in a state of confusion, but the two of them could quickly understand each other’s intentions.

Qi Yi admired the state of being serious at work, so she naturally noticed that Min Yunwen was now a bit different from when he was shooting earlier.

She couldn’t specify, but she felt that Min Yunwen’s complexion looked very poor now.

Was he dissatisfied with the photos taken?

But she was standing aside, and every time Min Yunwen reviewed the photos after they were taken, she also looked at them. They were very nicely shot.

It was Ji Sang who first suggested ending the session.

She too had noticed something off about Min Yunwen.

As a photographer, besides the lighting and angles, the most sensitive thing is the strength of the hands.

The prerequisite for a good photo is that your hands must remain completely steady.

But just now, she actually saw Min Yunwen’s hands tremble a bit.

It’s unlikely. The amount of shooting just now should not have led him to the point where his hands would tremble.

After Ji Sang called a halt, Min Yunwen, with an expressionless face, walked to a parasol nearby, placed the SLR camera aside, and clasped his hands in front of his knees.

His hands were gripping tightly, as if trying to stop the trembling.