CHAPTER 209: CHAPTER 211: LU SHIFENG’S RETURN

Su Xingyu just watched her, watched the layers of golden, splendid sunlight spill over her like a fairy-tale princess. The words of this fairy princess were so carefree yet stabbed like subtle thorns into Su Xingyu’s heart. Yes, she didn’t trust Lu Shifeng, so she constantly thought of relying on herself. She knew very well that Lu Shifeng would not indulge her without principles...

Xia Ling to Pei Ziheng is love; whereas she to Lu Shifeng is merely a responsibility.

How does that song go? The unattainable is always in turmoil, the favored have no fear...

Xia Ling is the care-free little princess, while she, Su Xingyu, is just a speck of dust full of insecurities.

Su Xingyu slightly lowered her eyelids, and the vibrant colors of the forest dimmed in front of her eyes. She softly said to Xia Ling, "Let’s go check if your team has arrived? Let’s get ready to start filming."

Xia Ling’s team arrived quickly and was very professional. The makeup artists swiftly gave Xia Ling a flawless look, while the photography team methodically arranged the scene under Su Xingyu’s direction.

The leader of the photography team was a man in his thirties, dressed in a black shirt and jeans, wearing black-framed glasses, looking very clean. He extended his hand to Su Xingyu, "Hello, my name is Erikson, and I am Miss Xia Ling’s personal photographer. Nice to meet you, no, I’m not that happy actually, Miss Xia Ling showed me some of your photos and praised them highly. To be honest, I’m a bit worried I might lose my job."

Su Xingyu was amused by him, "Don’t worry, I promise not to steal your livelihood."

Becoming Xia Ling’s personal photographer is not easy; it requires extremely high-level photography skills and communication abilities. Su Xingyu actually respected him a lot.

She sincerely said to him, "I will take good photos of Xiaoling, don’t worry, I won’t ruin the perfect image you’ve painstakingly created over the years."

Erikson also smiled, "Happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation."

Actually, ruining Xia Ling’s perfect image was difficult too; that girl knew how to pose very well, every gesture and smile in front of the camera was a scene. And Su Xingyu, an excellent outdoor candid photographer, had a near-instinctual control over light and shadow, choosing unconventional positions and angles that were full of novelty and her timing captured moments that were astonishing. Erikson watched in amazement as Xia Ling under Su Xingyu’s lens presented a completely different style compared to his own, lacking a certain worldly allure and stunning beauty, but instead emphasized a near-divine beauty, so captivating and unbelievable.

"Heavens, it’s so beautiful..." At the end of the shoot, a group of people gathered to look at Su Xingyu’s camera screen, exclaiming in admiration.

Even Xia Ling was fascinated by the image of herself on the screen, hugging the camera and refusing to let go, "Wow, Xingyu, you’re so amazing at this! I love it! Send it to me now, I have to show Ziheng!"

Su Xingyu also held onto the camera tightly, trying to soothe Xia Ling, "Not now, I haven’t done the post-editing yet. If the current set of photos is an 8, after post-editing it will be a perfect 10. Wait for me to send you the perfect 10 photos tomorrow, be good."

Xia Ling threw a tantrum, "I don’t want to!"

Su Xingyu looked up at Erikson standing nearby, attempting to seek his help. She guessed that Erikson must have encountered this situation before; how would he usually handle it?

Unexpectedly, Erikson only shrugged helplessly and made a helpless gesture. He had indeed encountered this situation, but who dared to offend this bad-tempered superstar? Not to mention unedited photos, even if Xia Ling wanted his entire set of equipment, Erikson wouldn’t dare to refuse.

But Su Xingyu had much more principles than him.

Seeing he was silent, Su Xingyu sternly said to Xia Ling, "Sure, you can take this set of photos, but don’t expect me to do any post-editing for you, and don’t expect me to take any more pictures of you in the future."

Xia Ling didn’t expect this, widened her eyes in accusation, "How could you do this?!"

"Why wouldn’t I do this?" Su Xingyu wasn’t afraid of her, directly letting go of the camera and crossing her arms, "Xiaoling, just as you have principles for your singing, I have principles for my photography. The half-finished photos in my hands mustn’t leak out, it’s a desecration of art."

"Is it really that serious?" Xia Ling muttered softly, but wasn’t as insistent as earlier, after all, she’s strict and focused when making music too.

So she could roughly understand Su Xingyu’s strictness towards photography.

Su Xingyu looked at her, "Would you let others hear your unfinished music?"

Xia Ling instinctively shook her head, looked at the beautiful photos on the camera screen, hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, I’d let Feng Kun hear my unfinished music, as well as a few other experts."

Su Xingyu chuckled, "Xiaoling, you are not an expert in photography."

Nearby Erikson and others were dumbfounded, this, this, this girl called Su Xingyu really has the courage, she actually dared to openly refuse the little princess of the empire like this, wouldn’t she be ordered to death by the humiliated little princess and have her body destroyed? Among those except Chu Chen and a few bodyguards, no one in the later-arriving photography and makeup team knew Su Xingyu’s identity, at this moment, they silently lit candles for Su Xingyu in their hearts.

But Xia Ling could only look at Su Xingyu regretfully, unable to find words to argue, so she just said, "You’re, you’re so mean."

Su Xingyu laughed again, directly extending her hand, looking at her.

Xia Ling looked at her with resentment, then reluctantly handed the camera back to Su Xingyu after a long time.

"That’s a good girl." After all, compliments cost nothing, Su Xingyu was quite smooth at coaxing.

The surrounding photographers and makeup artists were so shocked that their jaws nearly dropped, this girl named Su Xingyu actually managed to handle Xia Ling?!

They had been oppressed by Princess Xia Ling for so many years, and never dared to resist!

Erikson secretly gave Su Xingyu a thumbs up, and when Su Xingyu saw it, she smiled charmingly.

The photoshoot ended successfully, and Su Xingyu was full of contentment as she rode back to the villa area with Xia Ling.

Once home, she directly opened the computer to start processing the photo post-editing. The images of Xia Ling dressed in misty scarves, leading the fiery red beautiful horse Qingge wandering in the forest, adorned with colorful lights, seemed dreamlike. There were a few more shots, of Xia Ling dancing alone by the forest lake; sitting lazily under a tree, tapping an African drum with ease...

The girl’s every move was captivating. If there were truly favorites of the gods in this world, it would certainly be her.

The room door was gently pushed open.

It was a small sound, but it startled Su Xingyu, who was focused on photo editing. Her hand shook, causing both the mouse and teacup to fall to the ground with a resounding crash.

"Lu Shifeng!" She stood up, seeing clearly who had barged in.