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.
