Fu Yanlin's expression stiffened as he looked somewhat displeased, "Mrs. Fu, where have I not done well enough to make you have concerns about your married status?"
Her straightforward reply made Wen Sheng both want to laugh and cry, "Fu Yanlin, that's not what I mean—"
"Call me husband!" Fu Yanlin was indeed being insistent about it.
He was proficient both in the kitchen and the living room, clean in body and soul, and devoted in love—how was he not presentable enough?
Having finally married the girl he had liked for ten years, Fu Yanlin wanted the whole world to know that Wen Sheng was "Mrs. Fu."
Wen Sheng had no way to deal with Fu Yanlin, so she stepped forward and hugged him, explaining proactively, "Fu—husband, I just remembered something. We haven't done a prenuptial property certification."
She had overheard a young couple behind her discussing prenuptial property matters while she was waiting to submit documents, and it suddenly dawned on her.
