The woman's silence made the man a little nervous, but he still looked cold and expressionless on the surface.
Ling'er looked up at him with a smile. "Let's get the certificate."
He had been waiting for her to say those words for four years.
Now that he heard it all of a sudden, the man was stunned. He just stared at her in a daze and forgot to react.
Ling'er arched a brow. "Aren't you happy?"
The man came back to his senses. He was still so excited that he could not speak. "I am, I am. I'm so happy that I'm at a loss for words!"
"A-are you sure," he asked hesitantly.
Ling'er smiled. "I'm 39 years old, not 19 or 29. We've been together for four years. I know you'll treat me well. Although I can't say I know everything about you, I think I know enough not to regret this decision. There's nothing more I could ask of you as a man."
Any man receiving such an evaluation would have known it to be high praise.
