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Nine-thirty in the morning.
Two people came out of the Civil Affairs Department.
With their marriage certificate in Yvonne's hand, they walked out extremely happily.
She stood under the sun, looking at their certificates as if she wasn't sure whether this was a dream or reality.
She gawked at their marriage certificate. She was so cute that Zachary couldn't help but laugh as he stood beside her.
"It's real. We're married." As if he had guessed what she was thinking, he answered her thoughts.
Yvonne looked at the tall man beside her in a blur. His gaze went deep into her heart against the sunlight. He was just like the sunlight shining in the most hidden corner of her heart, making all her worries disappear.
She took a deep breath, revealing a pair of dimples and her cherry red lips.
"I know it's real. I'm sure it's real. So this is what a marriage certificate looks like. It's nice."