"Mr. Lu, the photographer is ready. Please follow me for the photos!"
The receptionist approached and led them to the photography studio.
Lu Shaoyuan and Luo Yao had zero interaction the whole time, silently following the receptionist. It seemed like they were two strangers, rather than a soon-to-be-married couple.
"Mr. Lu, please hold Mrs. Lu's waist!"
The photographer directed Lu Shaoyuan to pose, and he placed his hand on Luo Yao's waist, causing her to instantly stiffen like a stone.
"Relax, it's just a photo. I won't bite!"
Lu Shaoyuan sneered, and Luo Yao pursed her lips, glaring at him fiercely.
"Mrs. Lu, smile a bit, lift the corners of your mouth. The photos will look better that way!"
Luo Yao awkwardly forced a smile, looking more like she was crying. The photographer was speechless and said, "Forget it, you're better off not smiling!"
