The next day.
Driver Lao Chen took care of Huo Xingzhou's discharge procedures, and the two headed straight to the photography studio.
Qiao Xi curiously followed Huo Xingzhou into the lobby, where photos were hung all around the walls, including family portraits, individual shots, and wedding photos. After passing through the wooden corridor, they arrived at the photo studio.
As soon as Du Juan and Huo Sijiao saw them, they came over: "There you are. We've already communicated everything with the photographer."
Qiao Xi looked at them, completely clueless.
"Xingzhou, you didn't tell her, did you?" Du Juan reproached.
Huo Xingzhou turned to Qiao Xi and said, "We're here to take a family portrait."
Huo Sijiao covered her mouth and chuckled: "It's not just that. The family portrait is just one part; the main thing is to make up for you and sister-in-law's wedding photos. Mom and I have been picking out wedding dresses here for most of the day."
Wedding photos?
