Song Qinghuan gave her a faint smile, "Thank you, we have already cooled down. Can you please process this for us?"
The older woman glanced at Song Qinghuan, then at Shi Yuhuan.
Seeing Shi Yuhuan's face was as indifferent as snow, expressionless and giving off an aura of 'stay away', she decided not to persuade them anymore.
She replied, "Hand me the documents then, I will process it."
Song Qinghuan, puzzled, asked, "What documents?"
The woman's face became stony, tsking, "Marriage certificate, of course. You surely didn't think a divorce is just about two people showing up here, without needing anything else."
Song Qinghuan pressed her lips together, looking slightly embarrassed.
Clearly, she thought that just showing up would suffice for the divorce.
She glanced at Shi Yuhuan and softly asked, "Where's the marriage certificate?"
Both copies of their marriage certificates were with him. He had claimed to keep them safe, so she hadn't taken any.
