Slowly bending down, she stiffened her body, her eyelashes fluttered and she hurriedly closed her eyes.
Shen Yanchen's smile deepened, his gaze lingering on her slightly pursed lips for half a second before he finally placed the kiss on her forehead.
Less than a second later, he pulled away. Watching her shy yet somewhat disappointed expression, he found it very amusing. He wanted to see when she would finally confess her feelings.
The wedding proceeded smoothly, and the marriage certificate was genuine.
After the ceremony, Gu Qimiao followed Shen Yanchen around the tables to toast the guests. She took small sips each time, and it was just cocktails with low alcohol content. But Shen Yanchen was different—he drank high-proof liquor, one shot at a time.
Despite all he drank, his complexion didn't change at all. On the other hand, Gu Qimiao, who drank the cocktails, already felt a bit woozy.
