novelraw Chapter 0175 Red Background Photo
Chapter 0175 Red Background Photo
Jinxiuyuan Apartment.
The spacious living room was unusually chaotic.
The once spotless coffee table and wool carpet were now covered with papers of various materials.
Color swatches, wax seals, ribbon samples, and dozens of wedding invitation designs in different styles.
Dazzled.
Jiang Ci sat on the sofa.
He was taking a rare day off today, dressed in soft, dark gray loungewear.
Holding a minimalist invitation card in my hand.
The paper is made of black frosted specialty paper with gold foil stamping on the edges, and the font is a sharp, elegant "thin gold" style.
Aside from the time and place, there were no other decorations.
advanced.
Feeling of coldness.
And it exudes a strong "General Manager Jiang" aura.
"I think this is good."
Jiang Ci placed the black and gold invitation card in the center of the coffee table and tapped it with his slender fingers.
Minimalist yet sophisticated.
"It matches the style of the wedding, and most of the guests are business people, so this style is quite formal."
Wen Ning sat cross-legged on the carpet.
She was holding a piece of light pink French ribbon in her hand.
Hearing Jiang Ci's words, she looked up and glanced at the dark invitation.
His brows furrowed instantly.
"no."
Wen Ning rejected the idea without even thinking.
She pulled out a light pink invitation card from a pile of samples next to her. It had delicate embossed patterns and was tied with a pretty bow.
"I want this one."
Wen Ning pushed the pink invitation card in front of Jiang Ci, covering the black and gold one.
"Romantic and heartwarming."
"This is what a wedding should be like."
Jiang Ci lowered her eyes, looking at the pink piece of paper that exuded girlish charm.
His brows furrowed as well.
"pink?"
His tone carried a hint of instinctive resistance.
"That's too childish."
"Like a kindergarten graduation invitation."
He tried to reason with her.
"Ningning, the venue is set at the manor, where there will be plenty of flowers and lighting decorations."
"If the invitations also use this kind of elaborate pink, it will look visually unfocused, and even a bit...cheap."
"The black and gold color scheme is more visually striking and also more dignified."
Wen Ning's eyes widened.
She looked at Jiang Ci's serious expression, as if he were holding a high-level strategic meeting and analyzing market data.
I was furious.
"solemn?"
Wen Ning raised her voice and threw the ribbon in her hand.
"Jiang Ci, we're getting married! Not attending a shareholders' meeting!"
She pointed at the black and gold invitation card, her face full of disgust.
"Look at this color, it's pitch black."
"Anyone who didn't know better would think you were sending out Limitless's quarterly financial report, or some kind of serious business invitation!"
"Whose wedding invitations look like debt collection notices?"
Jiang Ci choked for a moment.
"This is minimalist style..."
"I don't care what the wind is blowing!"
Wen Ning crossed her arms, turned her head away, and switched to her unreasonable mode.
"This is my wedding, I want it to be beautiful and romantic."
"I want pink and white!"
"Your black and gold one is too boring, I don't like it."
Jiang Ci rubbed his temples.
"Ningning, this shade of pink really isn't suitable for big occasions..."
"Then we won't hold a big event."
Wen Ning pouted, a hint of tears welling up in her eyes.
"Anyway, you just think my taste is childish and that the things I choose are cheap."
"Then you can settle it yourself."
"Marry your black gold invitations and your business reports."
Done.
She turned around, her back to Jiang Ci, leaving him with a puffed-up back of her head.
In the living room.
Silence fell instantly.
Jiang Ci watched the sullen figure as it walked away.
His prepared theories on color matching and visual psychology.
At this moment.
All of that was shattered by that nasal "Go and settle it yourself."
What kind of style?
What visual impact?
I am worthless when my wife is angry.
Jiang Ci sighed.
A long, helpless sigh, yet filled with resignation and indulgence.
He slid off the sofa.
Sit down on the carpet.
He reached out from behind and hugged the puffed-up little bundle of anger into his arms.
"I was wrong."
He lowered his head, rested his chin against the crook of her neck, and nuzzled it.
They admit their mistakes extremely quickly and skillfully.
Wen Ning struggled for a moment, "Don't touch me, go and get your black and gold invitation."
Jiang Ci chuckled softly.
Chest vibration.
He tightened his arms, holding her firmly in his embrace.
"It's nowhere near as soft as you."
He reached over her shoulder and picked up the pink invitation.
It was placed in front of the two of them.
"OK."
He compromised.
They compromised without any principles.
"I'll listen to you."
"Pink it is, pink it is. Bow it is, bow it is."
"If you like it, even if you want to paint the whole manor pink, I'll have someone buy the paint."
Wen Ning turned her head and looked at him suspiciously.
"Really? You don't think it's childish? You don't think it's cheap?"
Jiang Ci looked into her bright, sparkling eyes.
He leaned over and kissed the tip of her nose.
Her eyes were so gentle they seemed to melt your heart.
"I don't mind."
"As long as the bride is you."
"Even if you want to wear an Ultraman suit to your wedding, I'll wear a monster costume with you."
Wen Ning was amused by him.
With a "pfft," the little temper she had just displayed vanished instantly.
She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You said it yourself."
"Then this one is the one, no backing out."
Jiang Ci grabbed her waist and pressed her against him.
"I will never go back on my word."
……
in the afternoon.
A professional photo studio near the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The two changed into the white shirts that had been prepared.
Clean and tidy, without a single unnecessary embellishment.
Sitting in front of a red backdrop.
"You two move a little closer, and tilt your heads slightly towards the center."
The photographer, holding a DSLR camera, directed from behind the lens.
Wen Ning smiled sweetly.
Her eyebrows curved, and her eyes were full of longing for the future.
But Jiang Ci was standing next to him.
He stood tall and straight.
His facial expression, however, was as tense as a block of ice.
He was used to having a cold face when facing the camera and his subordinates, and when he was suddenly asked to show a "happy smile", his facial muscles were a little stiff.
"Click."
The photographer took a picture, glanced at the playback, and looked somewhat worried.
"Um... the groom."
The photographer put down his camera and cautiously offered a reminder.
"We're taking our marriage certificate photos; it's a joyous occasion."
"Please smile, try to look natural."
"Don't be so serious, it's like you're signing some kind of life-or-death waiver."
Jiang Ci pursed his lips.
"I feel very natural about it."
Wen Ning almost burst out laughing.
Looking at Jiang Ci's expression, which seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, she knew he was nervous.
The man who can give a speech in front of millions of people without any stage fright was so nervous that he had facial paralysis when taking wedding photos.
The photographer raised his camera again.
"Come on, get ready... three, two..."
Jiang Ci tried hard to smile, but the smile looked more like a sneer.
Just one second before the shutter was about to be pressed.
Wen Ning quietly reached out with her hand hanging at her side.
She accurately located Jiang Ci's hand resting on his lap.
With a flick of the fingertip.
He gently, with a touch of playfulness, scratched the palm of his hand.
That was a little trick that only the two of them knew about.
Jiang Ci's body trembled slightly.
He subconsciously turned his head to look at the girl beside him.
Wen Ning was also looking at him.
She winked at him, her eyes filled with mischief and unyielding love.
That instant.
Jiang Ci's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.
The ice in my heart has completely melted.
He looked at the woman in front of him who was about to become his legal wife.
The corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably and naturally.
His eyebrows and eyes were relaxed.
The frost in her eyes faded, revealing a overflowing, shattered starlight.
That was the gentlest, most unguarded, and happiest smile he had ever given in his life.
"Snap!"
The flash went off.
The image freezes.
Against a red background.
A man and a woman, both wearing white shirts, stood side by side.
The girl smiled radiantly, and the boy's gaze was tender.
Within a small space.
This left behind proof of their lifelong love.