From walking into the hall of the registration office to walking out with a marriage certificate, the whole process took only five minutes without queuing and no redundant processes.

"Asu," Ahn Lingxuan looked at Dill who was one step behind him, and said, "Now we are going to start preparing for our wedding, do you think I will go back to country J with me first?" ”

"I think you misunderstood," Dill said lightly, "I only said consent for the matter of obtaining a marriage certificate, as for the side, there is no need." ”

"Also," Dill looked at An Lingxuan, her dark eyes were like a black hole that devoured everything, without a trace of light, "Call me Your Royal Highness the Princess, our relationship is not to the extent that we can have other titles." ”

"Asu......" An Lingxuan paused and continued, "Okay, Your Royal Highness Princess, you and I are already husband and wife, and it is a normal procedure to inform relatives and friends about a banquet, why should you refuse?" ”

Dill lowered her head, avoiding An Lingxuan's puzzled and probing gaze, "There is no why, no need is no need." With that, she walked straight out the door.

An Lingxuan stood in place in a daze, and after a while, he suddenly woke up and ran towards the door. By this time, however, the car in which Dill was sitting had gone in the dust.

Looking at the car that had left without the slightest attachment, An Lingxuan's eyes gradually became gloomy and gloomy black storm, his hands were clenched into fists, and his well-trimmed nails were pressed against his palms, leaving half-moon-shaped whitish dents.

Soon, however, the gloomy color on An Lingxuan's face was completely dissipated, replaced by a gentle gentleman's smile. He lifted his hand, which had become a little stiff from his clenching tightly, and combed the broken hair on his forehead as if at random.

He bowed slightly, looking at the watch on his wrist, and the time hand with a small half-circle was about to slide to the number nine. In other words, Ahn Lingxuan has been releasing Rashemé's pigeons for a full forty minutes.

But...... So what does it matter?

Ahn Lingxuan curled the corners of her lips and re-bloomed into a confident and charming smile.

Unlike when she was helpless in the face of dill, he was sure that Lahime would wait for her to go or not, whether she went or not, today.

Without tidying up the neckline and cuffs, which had become slightly messy due to her previous irritability, An Lingxuan walked straight towards Singbao's restaurant, which was not far from the registration office.

At the door of the restaurant, a waitress in a burgundy matte velvet dress opened the door with red cheeks, her head slightly lowered as if she didn't dare to touch An Lingxuan's handsome and charming face again.

"Do you have an appointment?" The waitress asked softly.

An Lingxuan looked at this woman with blushing cheeks with great interest, and the curvature of her lips widened more and more, "It seems, no." ”

"Huh?" The waitress raised her head in some surprise and met An Lingxuan's dark eyes with a hint of playfulness. At this glance, she realized that the other party was joking.

Ahn Linghyun said the box number that Rashemi had agreed with him, and went to the door of the box under the guidance of the waitress.

He didn't push the door directly, but stared at the waitress who was still looking down at the ground with those gentle and affectionate eyes, and whispered softly like a whisper: "It's my honor to have such a beautiful young lady lead the way for me." ”

After speaking, he slowly pushed open the heavy box door and walked in.