Leaning against the door to listen to the movement outside, listening to the footsteps Wen Jingchu had already left.

Rong Yan lowered his eyes again.

Fortunately, her nightdress was loose and not too obvious.

It's really a social death......

About half an hour later, there was another knock on the door, and Rong Yan was just about to go to bed, lifting the quilt and getting out of bed.

This time she asked, "Is it Aunt Lin?" ”

"Yes."

Rong Yan opened the door and saw Aunt Lin holding a bowl of things in her hand, she reached out to pick it up, "Aunt Lin, what is this?" ”

"Brown sugar ginger tea, Jing Chu said that you have a menstrual period, let me boil a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea to dispel the cold for you."

Aunt Lin had a smile on her face, and the faint wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were even more kind.

Rong Yan was also stunned for a moment, her grandmother had conditioned her body before, she didn't have menstrual cramps, at most her stomach was slightly uncomfortable, and she hardly drank these things.

Aunt Lin listened to Wen Jingchu's instructions, and she was probably pleased that he was concerned about such a thing.

"I'll drink it later, Aunt Lin, you go and rest first, it's late at night."

Rong Yan doesn't like things with too strong ginger flavor, spicy throat, and if he doesn't drink it, he will disappoint others, so he twisted his eyebrows and drank all the bowls of brown sugar ginger tea before lifting the quilt and going to bed.

In the early morning of the next day, Rong Yan woke up early and washed up a little and found a light-colored long dress to put on.

found the white shirt that Wen Jingchu gave him yesterday.

He specially found someone to customize two white shirts to wear when receiving the certificate, with the word double happiness embroidered on the neckline, and the date and a simple and allegorical pattern under the collar.

Rong Yan put on a light makeup, which complemented the light-colored dress she chose.

When she came to the living room, Wen Jingchu had already arrived, chatting with her grandfather, making tea early in the morning.

Rong Yan: "Morning." ”

Wen Jingchu raised her eyes and looked over, her eyes flashed with amazement, it was rare to see her dressed up so seriously during this time.

After admiring it for a moment, the man whispered, "Morning." ”

Mr. Rong took out two red envelopes, "One for each person, my grandfather hopes that you will have a smooth marriage and support each other." ”

The two of them responded, "Thank you, grandpa." ”

"Okay, let's have breakfast." , He pointed to the candy cake that was placed aside, "Xiaoxiao, Aunt Lin has prepared everything for you, don't forget to take it when you leave, don't invite colleagues for the wedding, you still have to give the candy cake." ”

Rong Yan: "Okay." ”

After eating breakfast, he went out, much earlier than expected, and Wen Jingchu carried two large bags of candy cakes and put them in the trunk.

The black Bentley rests under the big banyan tree, and it is spring, and the branches of the tree are pulling out new shoots, and they are lush and thick.

Staring at her beautiful dress, Wen Jingchu wrapped his arms around her soft waist, and couldn't restrain himself from lowering his head and kissing her moist red thin lips.

"Hmm....."

Rong Yan was shocked and frightened, let him mess around for a while, and then reached out against the man's chest and pushed him away.

"It's outside, and if you're seen, you're going to gossip."

Wen Jingchu chuckled, and his slightly lazy and clean voice fell with the morning breeze, "Is it okay in the car?" ”

“……”

Rong Yan decisively sat in the back seat.

In the car, Wen Jingchu had no choice but to look at her through the rearview mirror in the car, and saw Rong Yan looking down in the lady's bag he was carrying, and took out a small mirror and lipstick to touch up her makeup.

The lipstick that was put on before going out was almost eaten in the stomach by the man.

Rong Yan was helpless, raised her eyes and saw Wen Jingchu glancing at her from time to time, and reminded her loudly, "Be careful when driving." ”

"I'll stop by the side of the road, and you'll sit next to me?"

Wen Jingchu asked in a low voice and in a consultative tone.

Rong Yan didn't think about it at all, "Don't." ”

Why did she think this man was getting more and more clingy?

remembered Wen Jingchu's request to her before, and asked her to stick to him more.

Is it because she is not clingy, so he simply sticks to her himself?

Rong Yan shook his head and denied this conjecture, no, Wen Jingchu is not such a person, he has always been calm and self-controlled, rational and restrained, and he is definitely not a clingy man.

It must have been her delusion.

Yes, it was her delusion.

It's still early, and there aren't many couples who go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their certificates, and soon it's her turn to be with Wen Jingchu.

Everything follows the process, filling in the information, awarding the certificate, reading the oath, and finally taking a photo.

Walking to the door, Rong Yan lowered her eyes and looked at the red book in her hand, from this moment on, she was a married person.

Thinking of the oath he made when he received the certificate, he solemnly promised that the marriage began at this moment, and the two formed a new family, and there was more responsibility in the future, the responsibility of being a wife and a husband.

The eyes under the dark broken hair flickered with a thin light, the corners of Wen Jingchu's mouth rose, and his voice was low and deep, "Happy newlywed, Mrs. Wen." ”

Rong Yan was stunned, looked up at him slightly, and smiled with apricot eyes, "Happy newlywed, Mr. Wen." ”

One marriage certificate per person, Rong Yan carefully received it in the bag, and then his right hand was held by the man's warm big hand.

"I'll take you to buy something first, and then I'll take you back to the hospital." , Wen Jingchu said.

I want to go back to the Wen family's old house with Wen Jingchu tonight, I can't go empty-handed, Rong Yan nodded, "Go to Zhengsheng Square, I also want to buy some things." ”

Wen Jingchu guessed her intentions, "No need to buy any more, I already have things ready." ”

"And what are we going to buy?"

"Ring, Mrs. Wen." , Wen Jingchu took her to the co-pilot, opened the door to let her get in the car, and intimately helped her fasten her seat belt.

Ring?

Rong Yan was puzzled, "Isn't it already customized?" ”

"The wedding ring hasn't been delivered so soon, buy another pair, you will go back to the hospital empty-handed to get the certificate today, aren't you afraid that your colleagues will say I'm stingy?"

Rong Yan chuckled, "I'm not afraid." ”

But he also did as he pleased.

A luxury brand jewelry store on the third floor of the mall.

People who work in luxury stores have very sharp eyes, and a glance at them can tell the general location of the customer.

Although Rong Yan did not wear expensive jewelry, it was just that the long dress she was wearing was light in color, and she couldn't tell which brand it was, but the embroidery on the skirt was exquisite and vivid, and it was estimated that it was a private custom skirt.

The beauty has smiling eyes, excellent demeanor, and a clear temperament.

The man beside her was in a suit and leather shoes, handsome and calm, with eyebrows like green peaks, and an aura of Ling Ran, and the watch he wore on his hand was worth a house in the city center.

Yang Xin took a step ahead of her colleagues, with a standard professional smile on her face, "Sir, Miss, what do you need?" ”

Rong Yan glanced at it slightly, "If you want to buy a wedding ring, please take us to see it." ”

"Please come with me, there are a lot of new styles in the store, you can see if there are any suitable ones."

Yang Xin always felt that this female customer was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

After observing it intently, he said uncertainly, "Rong Yan? ”

Rong Yan raised her eyes to look at her, and she didn't know this cabinet sister in her impression, and it was the first time she came to this store.

Wen Jingchu asked her softly, "Know?" ”

When Rong Yan shook her head, Yang Xin guessed that she might have forgotten, so she reminded, "Class 9 of the first year of high school in Xicheng Middle School, I am Yang Xin, and we have fought together." ”

Rong Yan: "......"

As soon as she said this, Rong Yan remembered.

Yang Xin asked again, "Do you remember?" ”

Rong Yan smiled wryly, "I remembered, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

I guess I haven't seen it since.