Two hours later, Ye Qingran posted on Weibo, responding to the rumor.
The Weibo content was straightforward.
A photo, a heart.
The photo showed a red booklet, and when opened, you could see the names on it: Chen Si, Ye Qingran.
Then, Chen Si reposted the Weibo and commented with a heart.
This Weibo post was like a stone thrown into the calm waters of the entertainment circle, causing ripples to spread out.
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"All done."
Ye Qingran tossed Chen Si's phone back to her. Despite the bandages on his head, he looked quite handsome and cool.
The two had just left the civil affairs bureau and were sitting in the chauffeured van. At that moment, Ye Qingran instructed the driver, "Back to the Ye Family Old House, to avoid them calling us with all sorts of attacks."
"Yes, sir."
Along with the driver's reply, Chen Si finally glanced at Weibo and then turned to look at the marriage certificate in her hand.
Her mind was still a little muddled.
Married?
Married!
