She looked like she was immersed in the happiness of marriage while Feng Yunan looked like an outsider.
If she had known earlier, she would not have grinned so widely.
Before the marriage certificate could warm up in her hands, Feng Yunan took the book away. "I'll keep it first. I'll show it to Grandpa tomorrow."
"Okay." Qiao Ruoxi nodded.
On the way back, Feng Yunan suddenly asked, "What do you want?"
Qiao Ruoxi looked at him like an idiot and shook her head. "I don't want anything."
"We've already gotten the certificate. We have to do something."
When Feng Yunan said this, he had a weird expression on his face. It sounded like two robbers were discussing whether to rob a bank or a gold shop.
In fact, he did not know how to play the romantic tricks of coaxing girls. He did not have a lot of experience in dating, and his mouth was not good at coaxing. Otherwise, he would definitely have proposed to Wen Ke'er long ago.
