So it turns out, Fu Yisi is capable of smiling.
Ji Sang stood there, staring a bit dumbfounded at the man who was looking her way.
In the mont Fu Yisi turned back around, he beca that cold-faced man again. When he saw the newcor, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, but that too was only montary.
Behind him was the sunset, in his eyes were deep waters, he asked,
"What are you doing?"
His voice was truly cold and clear, a stark contrast to the warm scene just before, thought Ji Sang.
However, a sudden mory ca to her of the photo she had seen in the office, where he was furrowing his brow in the sa manner.
Does he not like having his photo taken?
If that were true, then her actions just now would have offended him.
Ji Sang put down the SLR cara she was holding, and looked at the man who had coldly asked the question.
"Sorry, I was just..."
It was because she found the scene just now to be beautiful.
"If you don't like it, I can delete it,"
Ji Sang thought that to Fu Yisi, such reasons at this mont were the cheapest of excuses.
Yet, Ji Sang was mistaken, the seriousness in her eyes even caused the man so irritation, furrowing his brows even more. He was only inquiring why she was here, not asking her to delete the photo.
Fu Yisi lowered his gaze, his hands tucked in the pockets of his white coat, an aura of 'keep out' exuding from him.
Sensing the odd atmosphere between the two, the old man asked,
"Dr. Fu, do you know this young lady?"
The man gave a cold hmm in response, and the old man, squinting his eyes, looked towards Ji Sang and reached out,
"Young lady, may I take a look?"
Ji Sang first glanced at Fu Yisi, seeing his expressionless face, unable to discern whether he was angry or not, pursed her lips, squatted slightly and showed the old man the photo she had just taken.
Because the old man was sitting, Ji Sang had to squat halfway.
The SLR cara was not very heavy for her, but it could be burdenso for an old man, particularly one who seed extrely frail.
Thus, she could only squat halfway, holding the SLR in her hands.
The old man's eyesight was not good, and it took him a full minute to examine the photo, nodding as he looked,
"Not bad, not bad, Dr. Fu looks very handso from this angle, very appealing."
Although Ji Sang was not adept at socializing, she would unconsciously let down her guard around kind elderly people or superiors. And towards those in her works, she was even more friendly, never feeling that communication was a bother.
Upon hearing this praise, her eyes curved in a smile,
"I also think this angle looks great."
The man standing to the side heard this, and his furrowed brows slightly relaxed. Looking down at Ji Sang, who was still squatting, the remnants of the sunset illuminated her face, allowing him to clearly see the fine hairs on her cheeks.
As beautiful as that of a newborn babe.
Such a smile, as soone who shared the bed with her, he had never seen before.
Fu Yisi's eyes narrowed slightly,
His wife, it seed, had a different kind of face.
The weight in her hands, coupled with this awkward posture, caused Ji Sang to tilt to one side as she stood up, unsteady.
Her pupils dilated, and Ji Sang instinctively hugged the SLR to her chest, anything could be damaged, but not the SLR in her hands.
It was her livelihood.
Resignedly closing her eyes, Ji Sang wondered where she was going to be hurt this ti, when her body fell into a warm embrace, surrounded by the faint sll of disinfectant.
She suddenly looked up, and the perfect jawline of Fu Yisi caught her gaze.
She was not inexperienced in photographing people, and many top magazines had contacted her to collaborate while shooting covers for movie stars.
But her interest was not there, entering the fashion field was also entirely because of Su Ge. So, after a few shoots, she stopped accepting such work.
Yet, at this mont, seeing Fu Yisi's finely chiseled jawline, she began to itch.
To see such perfection, occasionally shooting a magazine cover didn't seem too bad.
Ji Sang thought, and unconsciously started to compare the stars she had photographed in the past with Fu Yisi. Astonishingly, she found that neither the mature and solid movie stars nor the fresh-faced rising talents could compare to Fu Yisi.
Since returning to the country that day, the idea of having Fu Yisi model for her was now overwhelmingly invading her mind.
She couldn't help but start to conceive in her mind what angles and what lighting would best bring out Fu Yisi's exquisitely beautiful jawline.
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