Chapter 725: Chapter 725: 374 Spiritual

Chapter 725: 374 Spiritual

Xiao Wang glanced at his watch from time to time: “It’s been more than half an hour. Is Ms. Ran ready yet?”

They would have to accept whatever the cover photo session produced this time.

Fortunately, Ms. Ran was currently very popular and highly talked about, even more so than top-tier celebrities. The editor had put in a lot of effort to schedule her.

But Ms. Ran was not like an ordinary celebrity; she had her own team and was not to be trifled with.

Xie Jiang adjusted the camera and laughed, “Don’t rush. It’s not that simple to do a makeover, especially for someone of her status.”

The set was almost ready, with blue skies, white clouds and vibrant flowers, like an instant return to spring’s warm and blooming days. The clusters of flowers were stunningly beautiful.

Xie Jiang exclaimed, “These are all real flowers.”

Where could you get so many real flowers at this time of year?

Ming Jing’s assistant brought over a cage covered with a cloth, looking quite mysterious.

Xie Jiang asked, “What’s inside?”

Tao Xianxian smiled, “You’ll see soon.”

The more she said that, the more curious Xie Jiang became.

Suddenly, Xiao Wang exclaimed, “How beautiful.”

Xie Jiang turned his head to look at the entrance. In the foggy winter weather, a girl dressed in vibrant flowers, with clouds like silk, slowly walked over, as if a fairy coming from a mythical world.

Ming Jing walked into the flower-filled photography studio, and without even striking a pose, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Tao Xianxian removed the cloth from the cage, revealing several butterflies inside. She opened the cage, and the butterflies eagerly flew out.

Xiao Wang exclaimed in surprise, “It’s actually butterflies.”

It was impressive to see butterflies in the winter.

Tao Xianxian explained, “These are artificially bred butterflies. We have to return them after the shoot.”

Under these conditions, it would not be suitable for the butterflies to survive.

The butterflies fluttered their wings for a moment, then flew straight towards Ming Jing. One landed on the fresh flower in Ming Jing’s hair, while another settled onto the vine on Ming Jing’s collarbone.

The young girl extended her slender fingers, and a butterfly perched on her pale fingertip. Light cascaded from above, casting shadows on her eyebrows, the corners of her eyes, and on the butterfly on her fingertip.

The holy goddess smiled gently, like a deity who embraced all creatures. Even a humble butterfly was a spirit in its own right.

Xie Jiang excitedly pressed the shutter, his eyes filled with eagerness and passion, constantly changing angles, never pausing his shutter finger.

Under the lens, a series of stunning photographs came to life.

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After the photo shoot, Ming Jing picked up the cage, and the butterflies seemed to obey her command. They entered the cage one by one, following her fingers.

Xiao Wang watched this scene, his face full of wonder, “Ms. Ming Jing, how do these butterflies listen to you so well?”

Ming Jing closed the cage and smiled, “All creatures have spirits. They know that I won’t hurt them.”