He had no idea what she was worried about in her heart, he simply thought that, like Huangfu Ruo, she was also a bit fearful before the wedding, so that’s how he comforted her.
Luo Xiaoqian’s eyes reddened again.
"Crybaby!" he chided, carefully taking a handkerchief to wipe away her tears, "It’s a good thing we took the photos in advance, otherwise, the wedding photos would have turned out absolutely hideous!"
With tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes, Luo Xiaoqian managed a forced smile in response.
Wrapping his arm around her waist, he led her with large strides into the service hall.
The driver, Xiao Ding, imdiately approached and ushered the two of them forward.
The two entered the marriage registration office together, and the employee smiled at them, "Have you brought your household registration books, identification cards, and photos?"
Leng Zimo quickly handed over the household registration book and identification card that Xiao Ding had brought from the Leng Family, along with the photos that had been taken beforehand. Seeing Xiao Qian still hesitating and not moving, he laughed and took her handbag, opened it, and indeed, not only were the household registration book and identification card inside, but her passport was there too.
"You even brought the passport, yet you said you couldn’t find it."
With a soft chuckle, Leng Zimo handed all the docunts to the employee of the civil affairs bureau.
"Leng Zimo, Luo Xiaoqian?" After checking the docunts, the employee looked up at them in surprise and then stretched a hand across the table, "You really are Emperor Leng and Princess Qianqian, congratulations!
"Thank you!" Leng Zimo smiled as he thanked them, then placed so prepared sweets on the desk, "Please keep it a secret for us."
"Of course, I understand," the employee said with a smile, picking up a form, "Both of you, please fill this out."
Leng Zimo picked up a pen to fill in the information, and when the employee saw he was going to fill it out for Luo Xiaoqian, they stopped him with a smile, "This has to be filled out by oneself."
"Oh, okay." Leng Zimo then handed her form and the pen to her.
Luo Xiaoqian, feeling rather dazed, completed the form, and the employee checked it briefly before handing over two bright red marriage certificates, "I wish you two, ’may you grow old together.’
’May you grow old together’?
Upon hearing these four words, Luo Xiaoqian’s heart once again twisted in pain, her chest so tight she could hardly breathe.
Seeing her clutch her chest, Leng Zimo, worried, hugged her and led her to the door, "Is your stomach hurting again, you silly girl, didn’t you have breakfast?"
"It’s nothing, just a little hungry," said Luo Xiaoqian, lowering her hand and speaking softly.
"President Leng, Miss Luo, congratulations!" Xiao Ding, who already wore a big smile, stepped forward to greet them.
"Go start the car." Leng Zimo imdiately gave the order.
Monts later, the car arrived and he helped Luo Xiaoqian aboard, instructing Xiao Ding to find the nearest restaurant for breakfast.
Ten minutes later, the two were seated in a restaurant with linen tablecloths.
Leng Zimo ca over with breakfast he had gotten from the buffet, then he placed porridge and eggs, among other items, one by one in front of her.
"Eat up."
Luo Xiaoqian kept her head down and ate silently, and though she had little appetite, she forced herself to swallow the food.
"Xiao Qian!" Leng Zimo called out from across the table, a smile in his voice, "After breakfast, how do you want to spend the day, do you want to go shopping, or would you like to go sowhere for fun? Oh, and tonight, let’s go ho for dinner. I’ve already called Zirui, we’ll have a family feast to celebrate this evening."
Luo Xiaoqian, preoccupied with her own thoughts, didn’t hear what he said and did not respond.
"Xiao Qian?" Leng Zimo looked at her with confusion, suddenly rembering sothing, "Sorry, I got it wrong. It’s not Xiao Qian, it’s ’my dearest wife’!"
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