Bian Yue couldn't help but laugh, her lightly made-up face even more captivating than the rare sunshine of the day.
She said, "Mr. Shen, you know how to cheer up a girl so well, yet you've been single for so long, it's really strange!"
Shen Jinci's smile slightly diminished, and he said lightly, "Bian Yue, I don't flatter people; I prefer to speak straightforwardly."
Bian Yue felt that Shen Jinci's words were really provocative, but she quickly reminded herself not to take it to heart, as this man's days were numbered. She feared the eventual heartbreak of a permanent departure, a pain as intense as war.
So, Bian Yue pretended not to understand and picked up her lipstick again, carefully applying it.
Getting the marriage certificate was easier than Bian Yue had anticipated.
This ceremony, laying the foundation for a lifetime between two people, could be concluded in just about ten minutes, how dreamlike.
