When they arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, the rain had just stopped.
Qin Mu got out of the car and gentlemanly opened the door for An Lin. With his tall stature, he stood in front of the car and said gently, "Get out of the car."
An Lin nodded, got out of the car, and politely said thank you.
Entering the Civil Affairs Bureau, there was a line in the hall.
Despite the rainy weather, there were not a few people getting married. At a glance, every couple had faces brimming with happy smiles.
An Lin looked up and said with annoyance, "Oh no, I forgot to bring the household registration book. How about we come back another day?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Mu's mouth curved into a smile. He leisurely took out two household registration books and two IDs from his pocket.
"Don't worry, I've brought them."
"How come you have my ID?"
An Lin's eyes widened in astonishment. She remembered putting it in the drawer.
