Prejudice

After eating, He Xun learned what his wife was talking about. 

Chen Wei'er held a small camera in her hand and pulled He Xun along. 

"Let's go and record!"

"When did you buy the camera?" He Xun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't even know when Chen Wei'er had prepared the camera.

"During the days I was getting ready!" Chen Wei'er was proud of herself.

He Xun clapped for Chen Wei'er. 

"Mrs. He is really amazing!"

"Mr. He is also incredibly fantastic!" Chen Wei'er was eager to take a picture of He Xun. 

"Just stand there. That field of wildflowers is really beautiful! Don't be shy, you have to be more confident! Raise your right hand higher!"

He Xun was helpless. 

"Is it your plan to film me?"

"Of course not!" Chen Wei'er took a few photos. After she was satisfied, she put away the camera and continued to walk forward while pulling her husband.