Chapter 530: Chapter 530: Treat Him as a Stand-in, Just This Once Chapter 530: Chapter 530: Treat Him as a Stand-in, Just This Once Xia Weibao pursed her lips, “It’s a shoot with an ancient theme, featuring that kind of ancient big red wedding dress. I’ll design the dress myself.”

“Okay, I’ll do whatever you say.”

“Then I’ll find someone to make the dress tomorrow, and then shoot.”

Lu Hualiang looked down and placed a kiss on her forehead, “I’ll arrange for someone to make the dress. You just need to direct by the side. What about the wedding dress, what kind do you want to wear at the wedding?”

Xia Weibao’s complexion stiffened, “Wedding… wedding dress?”

“Yes, the wedding dress for our wedding day. What kind do you want? If you don’t have any ideas, I can get a designer to design one.”

“I, I… Director Lu, I don’t want to have a wedding ceremony for now.”

Xia Weibao felt somewhat guilty, and she didn’t dare to meet his gaze.

She was afraid that seeing his hopeful eyes would make her feel remorseful.

She just wanted to see Emperor Xia Liang in a big red wedding dress one more time.

Not really to take wedding photos.

Just this once, let her be selfish this one time.

Please forgive her for using him as a substitute this time.

Just once would be enough, just to see Dog Emperor one more time.

One look would be enough.

She really couldn’t hold on much longer.

The brightness in Lu Hualiang’s eyes slowly faded away.

Some disappointment.

“Okay, if you don’t want to do it, then we won’t. Tell me whenever you want to have a wedding ceremony. I’m free anytime.”

Xia Weibao’s nose turned sour, and she almost cried.

She hung her head low, not daring to look at his face throughout.

The next day, Xia Weibao ran excitedly to the Ancient Tomb and took a photo inside the Jade Coffin.

She asked Third Chicken to touch it up, remove the corpse, and then amplify the dress.

Lu Hualiang invited five internationally famous designers to their home to help her complete it.

They were all top-tier fashion designers, so the dress was made especially quickly.

Some details weren’t handled correctly, but Xia Weibao was watching closely, so in half a day’s time, it was already rushed to completion.

Lu Hualiang was curious about what her personally designed dress would look like.

However, when he saw the finished product, his heart was deeply pierced, and he felt somewhat self-mocking.

He turned his head, only to see Xia Weibao holding the dress, her eyes smiling happily.

This was the happiest she had smiled in days.

Lu Hualiang had his hands in his pockets, his head slightly bowed.

The soft fringe in front of his forehead fell down, covering his eyes and making it impossible to discern his emotions.

But all around, there lingered an inescapable sense of melancholy.

He had originally thought that she wanted to take wedding photos because she wanted to have a wedding with him.

Turns out, it was because of this.

“Director Lu, do you think the dress looks good, Director Lu, Director Lu?”

Xia Weibao, who was happily caressing the dress, realized Lu Hualiang had not responded.

Turning her head, the smile on her face suddenly froze.

She felt somewhat guilty, “Director Lu, are you unhappy?”

Lu Hualiang raised his head, his complex gaze locking onto her beautiful face.

His lips moved slightly, he very much wanted to ask her one question.

Whether she was… using him as a substitute for someone else.

However, he ultimately did not ask.

“No.”

Xia Weibao set down the dress in her hands, “If you don’t want to shoot, then we…”

“When do you want to shoot, this afternoon or wait until tomorrow?”

As long as she was happy, it did not matter to him.

His only request was simple, to stay by his side.

That was enough for him; the rest, he did not care about.

Xia Weibao pursed her lips, her heart struggling.

She knew that doing this was not kind, it was too cruel to him.

But…

But she really couldn’t take it anymore. If she couldn’t see Dog Emperor soon, she would break down.

Who would understand the bitterness of discovering one’s feelings a thousand years too late?