The next day, the news of Quan Tianlin and his crew heading to the marriage registration office spread wildly, and everyone in Beijing knew that Quan Jingwu's two sons were married.
The two most eligible bachelors in Beijing were off the market, leaving countless socialites heartbroken.
"An'an, do you like this one?" Xi An'an pointed to the warm yellow curtains beside her, her eyes curving with inquiry.
Quan Tianqi's eyes lit up with a smile, "As long as you like it."
Now that they had their marriage license, decorating their new home was next on the agenda.
After breakfast, the two went together to pick out furniture and decorations.
"Let's go with this one." Xi An'an smiled with narrowed eyes.
The nearby salesperson hurriedly noted down their selections, inwardly ecstatic.
The commission from any piece of home decor here could cover her salary for a month.