Ying Jing walked downstairs with the household registration book.
Shen Qiurong and Cheng Ran had already gone outside to the courtyard for a stroll.
Wen Fucheng was standing at the staircase waiting for her.
Ying Jing excitedly ran down the stairs and hugged him, hanging herself onto him.
The man embraced her slender waist with one hand and drew her into his arms.
She proudly shook the household registration book in her hands.
"I'm about to become your wife!"
Yes! She was about to become Wen Fucheng's wife.
He was actually more excited and happier than her, but he didn't know how to express his joy. He just wanted to kiss her, over and over again. He wanted to immediately drive her to the civil affairs bureau to get the stamp.
But he still had some sense.
Just wait, just wait a little longer.
Don't belittle every step she's taken to be by his side.
