Mu Ke changed to number "52", feeling it was pleasing, and was satisfied.
He sent a ssage to Sheng Jiayu contentedly, knowing it was normal for Jiayu to get up late; he didn’t want to disturb her sleep. Although registering the marriage was quick, there were still quite a few procedures, also including photocopying and signing, dical checkups, and so on.
The office officially started work at nine, so with number 52, it didn’t matter if they arrived a bit later.
However, what Mu Ke didn’t expect was that registering the marriage was also a nerve-wracking matter for Sheng Jiayu. It was her second marriage, so by rights, she should have been familiar with the process, but in truth, she woke just five minutes after Mu Ke left.
In fact, she was aware when Mu Ke left.
She got up, took a shower, and diligently applied body lotion, then stood in front of her wardrobe choosing clothes.
Just registering, the most they’d do would be taking a photo. But Sheng Jiayu wanted to dress beautifully, after all, by today, her status would really change.
Facing the closet full of clothes, Sheng Jiayu suddenly felt a little dazed.
Once upon a ti, her wardrobe was full of the professional style Xin Ke liked, but now it was all turned into the style she liked.
Sheng Jiayu rembered she once asked Mu Ke what kind of clothes he liked. What did he say back then?
"Your style."
He didn’t prefer a specific style, but liked her style.
Holding a long beige dress, Sheng Jiayu couldn’t help but smile.
Recalling the bits and pieces with Mu Ke, they were sweet, really sweet.
When she received the ssage from Mu Ke, Sheng Jiayu had just changed clothes, preparing to properly groom herself.
Mu Ke told her she could go a bit later, but Sheng Jiayu still wanted to head out once she was ready.
She sat in front of the dressing table, carefully applying a delicate makeup. Her habitual makeup was simple and natural, but today, she changed her blush and lip color to a sweet date look.
She smoothed her long hair, using a hairpin to clip one side behind her ear.
Although the weather had ward, it was still winter, so Sheng Jiayu wore a pair of short high-heeled boots the sa color as her skirt, and a short white down jacket. When she reached the door, she reconsidered, returned and picked a bright red Korean-style coat.
After all, today should be a bit festive.
Except for her mother, Sheng Jiayu hadn’t told anyone else about her registering today. Before leaving, she took a selfie, posted it on her social dia without using beauty filters, with the caption: [Solving a major life event today]
After posting, she leisurely went downstairs.
Since being with Mu Ke, Sheng Jiayu seldom drove, as Mu Ke was basically her dedicated chauffeur.
Hence, her car wasn’t here. When she reached the residential area gate, she found that the usual taxis were gone, probably due to the rush hour.
She tried to book a ride, but no drivers accepted the order, cancelling several tis until finally, soone did. But looking at the distance, Sheng Jiayu was speechless – it was 3.5 kiloters away, couldn’t it be closer?
Looking at the route map, it was all red across the country landscape.
What could she do? He was the nearest driver.
Standing at the residential gate for a while, Sheng Jiayu glanced down at her phone again. The driver had moved 0.2 kiloters, and she was ready to send a ssage to Mu Ke, typing with her head down, completely unaware of her surroundings.
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