When they were getting their marriage certificate, Xing Ling was a bit nervous.
It felt so unreal.
How long had she and Ye Sihan been together? And now they had reached the point of getting a certificate?
In her heart, getting the certificate was much more important than holding a wedding banquet.
This was protected by law.
Sitting next to Ye Sihan for the photo, her face was all flushed.
Her hand was grasped, and as Xing Ling looked at her own hand enveloped by that large one, her heartbeat never normalized.
"Bride, look at the camera," the photographer reminded.
Xing Ling immediately sat straight and looked forward.
"Don't look so serious, smile, wishing the couple a century of marital bliss."
As the words were spoken, the beautiful moment was captured.
When they came out of the civil affairs office and got into the car, Xing Ling kept looking at the little red book.
It felt so heavy.
"Ye Sihan, are we... husband and wife now?" Xing Ling asked uncertainly.