She took a deep breath and pushed her feelings down.
She felt like she was a gullible little white rabbit in front of this man, stepping into traps without even noticing.
"How could you get a marriage certificate without my presence?"
The man twirled some pasta with a fork and fed it to her, his eyes were filled with amusement. "I can create any precedent or privilege."
"..."
Better to not provoke him.
"Is that thing, really real?"
Jiang Ruan pondered for a long time, but still found herself in a foggy non-understanding.
Was she really – married?
"You can check if you want. Your marital status is now 'married'."
Jiang Ruan: "..."
For some reason, she felt that this comment was just too brazen.
Despite his calm demeanor, this man was far from straightforward.
After numerous mental preparations.
She accepted the reality.
It was herself, after all, who had proposed. She couldn't backtrack now.
