[Ding!]
[God-tier move! The fleeting touch of lips has silently breached the defenses of the Acting Sect Leader's heart!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones]
Lin Yu, who had been anticipating this moment, found himself unexpectedly intoxicated by it.
"You two, that's enough now."
"Save the sweetness for the next photo," the saleswoman's voice interrupted, prompting them to finally separate, the biscuit stick snapping between their teeth.
Had she not spoken up, they might have dissolved the biscuit stick entirely with their lingering contact.
Even after parting, Chen Qimeng couldn't calm her racing heart, remaining dazed for a long moment.
Lin Yu didn’t rush to speak.
Now was the time to let her collect her thoughts.
Silence was the best response.
Chen Qimeng remained in a daze, the surreal sensation leaving her mind blank for what felt like an eternity.
Had she just… given her first kiss to Lin Yu?
The saleswoman had said there was still some distance left!
Chen Qimeng thought she had only leaned forward slightly—how had they ended up touching?
What would Lin Yu think of her now?
Given his "innocent" boyish demeanor, this must have been his first kiss too, right?
What if he cared deeply about such things, only to have it wasted on some silly discount coupon promotion?
Would he resent her for not controlling the distance properly?
Even worse—
Chen Qimeng suddenly felt her legs go weak, as if she were floating on air after a drink.
She didn’t even dare lift her head to look at Lin Yu.
She couldn’t begin to imagine what expression he might be wearing right now.
Weren’t they just supposed to be shopping for clothes?
How had they lost their first kisses before even starting?
"Handsome, beautiful, you two can move to the next backdrop now."
"Right this way—I’ll take you there."
Lin Yu’s gentle voice reached Chen Qimeng’s ears again:
"Darling, shall we go now?"
"One more photo, and then we can start shopping."
Hearing his words, Chen Qimeng finally gathered the courage to look up.
To her surprise, Lin Yu appeared completely unfazed, as if nothing had happened at all.
His calm reaction only made her more uncertain.
Had it… really happened?
Could it have just been her imagination?
But she distinctly remembered the soft brush against her lips, the electric jolt that ran through her body.
Had they actually kissed, or was it just nerves playing tricks on her?
Chen Qimeng had no frame of reference—this was her first time doing something like this.
Still, since Lin Yu wasn’t mentioning it, she certainly wasn’t going to foolishly bring it up herself.
After all—
Once they got through the next photo, they could finally go shopping, right?
They’d already… kissed.
If they just touched noses and closed their eyes, wouldn’t they get through it easily enough?
Chen Qimeng nodded and prepared to step down from the photo platform.
But the moment she moved—
Her legs gave out.
Staggering unsteadily, she nearly toppled off the edge.
"Careful!"
Lin Yu reacted instantly, catching her in time.
"Sorry… darling," Chen Qimeng stammered, the word suddenly feeling scorching on her tongue.
"I just lost my balance for a second."
"Don’t worry, I’d never let you fall."
"Come on, hold onto me."
His words inexplicably soothed her.
Leaning slightly into his support, she continued forward.
The saleswoman leading the way was utterly stunned.
Was this sweetheart of a guy for real?
Just one little kiss, and he nearly melted his noona?
This couple was too adorable!!
No, no—
She hadn’t done enough yet. She had to create more opportunities for this charming young man!
At the next backdrop, the photographer tested the flash again.
"Lighting’s good. You two can step up and find your positions."
Chen Qimeng and Lin Yu took their places, preparing to pose.
This time—
Lin Yu boldly leaned in, slowly bridging the gap between their noses.
Chen Qimeng didn’t pull away.
She simply tilted her head up slightly, instinctively closing her eyes.
In her mind, she chanted:
If I can’t see it, it’s not happening, if I can’t see it, it’s not happening…
Yet the moment she felt the faint brush of his nose against hers, she froze again.
Worse—
Her mind replayed the scene from the first photo shoot in vivid detail.
Closing her eyes seemed to summon some strange magic.
Every second of that soft, electrifying contact replayed in her mind with perfect clarity.
And then came the realization that unsettled her even more—
She was savoring the memory.
And she didn’t hate it.
"Hold on, let’s pause for a second."
"Something still feels… slightly off with you two."
The saleswoman interrupted the shoot, tapping her chin thoughtfully.
Chen Qimeng and Lin Yu separated, turning to her in confusion.
"Wait here—I know what’s missing!"
With that, she grabbed her phone and connected it to the studio’s Bluetooth speaker.
A familiar melody began playing.
The photographer: "???"
What’s with the extra effort?
Are these two her relatives or something?
Since when does she work this hard on the job?
And now she’s adding mood music?!
Chen Qimeng, hearing the song: "…"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
This saleswoman was a legend!
No wonder she must be the store’s top performer.
Damn, he should’ve buttered her up more earlier!
He recognized the song from the first few notes—it was unmistakable.
But she wasn’t done.
Like some future "immersion director" from an emerging industry, the saleswoman launched into full guiding mode.
"Okay, now continue from where you left off."
"…"
"Miss, tilt your face up just a tiny bit more—yes, perfect."
"Both of you, open your eyes first. Keep your noses close but check each other’s positioning."
"Then, slowly turn your heads in opposite directions…"
Chen Qimeng’s heart raced even faster: "!!!"
This angle, this pose—if they kept adjusting like this…
Wouldn’t it look exactly like a drama kiss scene?
Still, she followed the instructions, gradually shifting into position.
As their gazes drifted apart at this angle, they should have lost sight of each other.
Yet Chen Qimeng could still feel it—
Lin Yu’s eyes, fixed on her.
Steady.
And… full of tenderness.
...
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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