"Alright, since that's the case, let's get married right now." Si Fan suppressed his anger and tried his best to look calm.
"To the Civil Affairs Bureau," he said grimly.
"Yes, President Si."
"No, go back to the Si Residence!" Yin Mo immediately stopped the driver.
Si Fan frowned, the displeasure on his face becoming more and more obvious. He asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to get married? The sooner the better. Why don't you go straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau?"
Yin Mo reached out to touch her face. Not only was she not wearing makeup, but even her skin had become very rough. "Fan, I've been looking forward to this day for a long time. Although we're only getting our marriage certificate, we still have to take our identification photos. I'm not in a good state now. I'm going back to tidy myself up and put on makeup. I want to marry you in my most beautiful state."
