"Shen Qianshu!" Ye Ling lowered his voice. Shen Qianshu, who had been immersed in her own world, raised her head. "Huh? What's wrong?"
"I'm talking to you." Ye Ling frowned. "Choose where you want to shoot the wedding photos. I've said it to you twice already? Didn't you hear me?"
It was the first time Shen Qianshu completely ignored Ye Ling. It was her fault.
"Oh, the wedding shoot. Their photographers must be very experienced, so let them choose. Can we have an outdoor shoot?" Shen Qianshu did not like indoor shoots.
"Alright."
"We should shoot a few more sets. There should be wedding photos used for public relations and those for official release. And we need photos to be published during the wedding. We may have to shoot for the entire day."
"…" Ye Ling stared at her.
The sentence "no matter where we go, let's settle it quickly within an hour" was stuck in his throat.
The wedding shoot would take an entire day?
