Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 452 - 465: The Beautiful Boy at the Café

Su Xingyu couldn’t put down the new camera.

This camera’s features were not only high-end but also very comprehensive, making her reluctant to use any other camera for her shoots. The most frequently used one became this silver-white exquisite little sprite.

Consequently, every time she went out to shoot, photographers nearby would come up with various excuses to watch. The Blade Group’s launch event was just too sensational, letting the entire photography circle know about this small, portable camera, suitable for any shooting environment, with exceptional image quality, or rather, a magical device that everyone aspired to have.

Su Xingyu wasn’t stingy either. Whenever a photographer came by, she would tirelessly demonstrate the camera’s functions, earning praises from all.

This greatly extended her working hours, where she had to attend to the crowds in addition to her formal shoots every day.

However, those days didn’t last long.

Soon, Blade Group announced that although the "Fengyu" camera was one-of-a-kind, many features from it would be split out and used in Blade’s other camera models. Consumers could choose products according to their different needs, leading to widespread cheers among them.

Many media outlets then realized that with the "Fengyu" camera as a milestone, a new era of camera product updates had arrived.

All the older models, which hadn’t adopted new technology, would be eliminated, replaced by new cameras featuring a series of new technologies.

Many camera brands were caught off guard, with stocks of old products yet unsold, and their new technological cameras not ready for production. In contrast, Blade Group was well-prepared, having already cleared out old camera stocks in advance, and launched the new models at very reasonable prices, expanding its market share more than double overnight.

Media outlets exclaimed, calling Lu Shifeng a business prodigy.

However, for the vast Blade Group, this achievement was insignificant. Camera wasn’t their main business; the extraordinary achievement in cameras was merely a byproduct.

Reports were everywhere about Blade’s series of new cameras.

Even Cloud was very interested in this revol.ution in photography technology, requiring Su Xingyu to incorporate new technologies in her shoots, and also added several major assignments for her. Su Xingyu accepted eagerly, as Cloud Magazine had been kind to her, from Cang Er to Ling Weilong, they had all been supportive over the years. She felt obligated to do anything for them.

On this day, she was shooting indoors at Cloud Magazine’s studio.

This time it was a set of lingerie fashion photos, in a minimalist style, aiming to highlight a sense of sophistication and quality, greatly testing the photographer’s skill.

Su Xingyu concentrated fully, shooting for several hours before wrapping up, feeling a bit sore all over, only realizing she was too tense and exhausted. So she carried her equipment bag downstairs to buy coffee, since there was a clean and bright coffee shop right below Cloud Magazine, where local business people liked to occasionally visit for a coffee.

When Su Xingyu walked in, there were a few scattered customers in the cafe.

She approached the counter to order, telling the server: "A cappuccino, please."

The server smiled and replied with a swift "sure", and quickly made it for her, handing it over in a pretty white porcelain cup.

She reached out to take it and just as she was about to turn, she heard a clear, somewhat cool and indifferent voice beside her: "An Americano."

It was the voice of a young man, very pleasant.

She couldn’t help but look at the young man, and upon seeing him, she held her breath, and the cappuccino in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, shattering into pieces—

She saw the young man was thin and slender, wearing a neat white shirt, his half-turned pale face devoid of any blood, resembling a spotless white rose, yet he looked so familiar... That, that was her own face! That young man looked exactly like her!

Anyone, upon suddenly seeing a stranger on the street looking exactly like themselves, would be immensely startled.

Her cappuccino spilled on the ground, the scent of milk and coffee filled the air, staining her beautiful white sneakers.

The surrounding people were alerted, and the server at the counter said: "Miss, are you okay?...Oh my! You two look exactly alike!"

He too saw the indifferent young man in a white shirt and gasped in shock.

More people turned their heads to look.

The young man in the white shirt also slightly turned his head, looking at Su Xingyu. His pale lips curved slightly, as if in a mocking smile, then he turned back, handing a black card to the server: "Add a cappuccino."

"A-a cappuccino, sir?" The server stammered, still not recovering from the shock.

The young man seemed a bit impatient: "An Americano, and a cappuccino."

"Ah, two cups, r-right." The server hurriedly went to make them, placing two coffees on a tray and handing them to the young man, "Sir, Miss, you two really look alike, are you twins?"

The young man didn’t reply, took the tray and glanced sideways at Su Xingyu: "Come with me."

Su Xingyu, as if in a dream, dazedly followed this young man who looked exactly like her to a set of sofa seats by the floor-to-ceiling window, and sat down.

The young man reached out with his pale fingers and handed her the cappuccino with a delicately patterned heart-shaped cream design; he picked up the deep black unsweetened Americano and took a sip. Then he said: "Let me introduce myself, I’m Su Jinnian, your twin brother."

"W-what?!" Su Xingyu was completely stunned, feeling she must be hearing things, "You-you say you’re my brother?"

"What else?" Su Jinnian looked at her, impatient, wondering how someone with an IQ of 200 could have such a clueless sister? "Why do you think we look so alike? Su Xingyu, have you forgotten? When we were young, mom often hugged us and told us stories, you would idiotically pull her hair and giggle at her, so she always paid more attention to you."

Su Xingyu: "..."

She slightly opened her mouth, looking at the young man claiming to be her brother. She did remember her mother Mu Yun telling her stories while holding her, but she didn’t remember another child in the stories!

Across from the coffee table, seeing her still incredulous, Su Jinnian simply stood up and grabbed her hand: "Let’s go."

"Where to?" She looked at him warily.