Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Chapter 1823: You’re My Darling (Part Three)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Then she slowly turned around. She sized Zhou Shuang up with a cold gaze. Then, remaining stoic, she turned back around.

Her expression didn’t reveal her thoughts on Zhou Shuang.

Zhou Shuang smiled and explained, “Xiaowang had something urgent to attend to, so I’m filling in for her.”

Ai Ruili furrowed her eyebrows, displeasure flashed past across her eyes. But she didn’t explode in a fit of anger. Instead, she waved her off. “Alright. Place the things here. You can leave.”

“I...” Zhou Shuang started but was impatiently interrupted by the short and scrawny man. “If you’re asked to leave, just leave. Go and set up the venue. We don’t need you here.”

“Oh.” Zhou Shuang nodded helplessly. She pressed her lips and got off the vehicle.

This was way better than staying by her side and treating her like a queen.

The rumors were indeed true. This Ai Ruili was snobbish.

“I asked you to assist Ai Ruili’s makeup artist and stylist. Why did you get off?”

Zhou Shuang bumped into Director Zhuang the moment she stepped out of the vehicle.

His long hair was swaying in the wind.

Zhou Shuang explained, “Miss Ai Ruili said that she doesn’t need my help.”

Upon hearing that, Director Zhuang glanced at the caravan Ai Ruili was in. He then barked out an order. “Then you should stay here, just in case they need your help.”

Zhou Shuang nodded. “Sure.”

She walked to the front of their vehicle and leaned against it. She whipped out her phone and waited for Ai Ruili to come down after her makeup was done.

Director Zhuang returned to the shooting venue to allocate some work. When he came back, Ai Ruili was already done with her makeup and was getting off the vehicle in her period costume.

She was wearing a Qing Dynasty Imperial costume. The golden threads on her collar and sleeves shimmered under the sunlight.

A few simple pearl hairpins perfected her neat hairstyle.

The moment she stepped out of the vehicle, someone held an umbrella out for her, like a queen.

“Director Zhuang,” Ai Ruili greeted plainly when she saw him. A polite smile framed her face.

Director Zhuang smiled and nodded in return. “Miss Ai.”

Then he looked her up and down before praising, “Absolutely perfect. Miss Ai, you’re really a piece of art skillfully crafted by God himself. Even the trees and plants around are in awe of your beauty.”

‘F*ck. What a bootlicker!’

Zhou Shuang gave him a dirty look. She began to wonder why Su Yan, with that cool personality of his, would hire a bootlicker like Director Zhuang.

He even made him the chief photographer.

Alright, she’d give it to him that Director Zhuang had an abundance of experience in the field of photography.

Everyone enjoyed being praised, especially beauties. Ai Ruili began to blush and she smiled. “Director Zhuang, you flatter me.”

‘Tsk. She was still giggling in happiness when someone called her a piece of literary art?’

Zhou Shuang mumbled to herself.

After exchanging their greetings, Director Zhuang pointed at the shooting venue not too far off. “We have prepared the first shooting venue.”

Ai Ruili nodded gently. “Let’s go then.”

She started walking in the direction that he pointed.

Director Zhuang followed after her. He suddenly recalled something and turned around. He said to Zhou Shuang, “Bring a few bottles of water.”