Civil Affairs Bureau.
Because there had been previous arrangents, the two of them didn’t need to queue; a dedicated staff mber was already waiting there for them.
The procedure for marriage was not very complicated, in fact, it was so simple that it only took ten minutes from start to finish.
In those ten minutes, Shi Nuan handed over her life to Song Yansheng, a man she wasn’t familiar with. In retrospect, it felt like a dream.
If anything in this process took a bit more ti, it was during the photo session.
Sitting so close to Song Yansheng, Shi Nuan couldn’t help but feel nervous.
Moreover, the photographer kept reminding them: "A little closer, a little closer, smile, bride, smile..."
The scent of sandalwood mixed with tobacco from the man wafted through Shi Nuan’s nostrils, causing her face to heat up, and her smile was not very natural.
Later, it was Song Yansheng who caught her hand, tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, and placed it in his palm.
The slightly warm touch made Shi Nuan’s heart tremble; she heard his low voice saying, "I’m a bit worried... not sure if in the sa fra with you, it will make look very old!"
Shi Nuan was taken aback and glanced sideways at him.
Song Yansheng quickly added, "Don’t look at , look at the cara... if you look at , I’ll get nervous!"
Shi Nuan suddenly found it amusing — who would have thought that soone like Song Yansheng could feel nervous?!
As she turned her eyes toward the cara, the man suddenly leaned closer. With a "click," the scene was frozen in ti.
In that mont, Shi Nuan’s smile was natural and transparent, her joy reaching her eyes.
It was a smile that made one think of a little woman full of happiness, about to marry the man she loved...
The photographer snapped his fingers: Perfect!
...
There were two copies of the marriage certificate. After receiving them, Shi Nuan did not look at them; they were all held in Song Yansheng’s hand, the bright red color burning in one’s eyes.
Later, Shi Nuan’s hand was held warmly in his palm as they walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
At that ti, it was around ten in the morning, and outside, the sky was clear and blue, the sun warm. Shi Nuan looked at it, feeling a sense of surrealism.
She couldn’t believe she was actually married, and even more unbelievable was that her husband was Song Yansheng, who was practically a stranger over a week ago!
Chi Rui had to leave after saying a few words to Song Yansheng due to so company matters. Song Yansheng then led Shi Nuan into the black Land Rover.
As the car door closed, Shi Nuan asked, "Second Uncle, are we... are we going back to the Shi Family now?"
Although she knew they had to go back, going to the Shi Family from the Civil Affairs Bureau would take at most half an hour, and going so early made her feel out of place.
Song Yansheng was fastening his seatbelt and starting the car at the sa ti.
Having received the certificate and formally becoming a couple with Shi Nuan, he was in an exceptionally good mood.
He said, "No, we’re going sowhere else first!"
...
Fifteen years ago, Song Yansheng was fourteen, just entering high school. As the heir of the Song Group, his future seed very promising.
But who would have thought that in that year, his family would be struck by continuous misfortune.
First, his father, Song Xiuwen, unexpectedly beca a vegetative state, then his mother, Yu Yao, fell ill from the blow, and afterward, his father’s company was taken over by his cousin, Song Mingzong, who was over twenty years older than him.
What outsiders didn’t know was that Song Yansheng then had a car accident, suffered a head injury, and beca... a fool!
Today, as Shi Nuan and Song Yansheng received their certificate to beco a couple, Song Yansheng took his new wife to the hospital to visit his father, who had been in a coma for fifteen years, a reasonable gesture.
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