Yun Zhishu looked at the two sets of household registration books and ID cards, and the more she thought about it, the more something seemed off.
Xiao Qimo turned around, his deep eyes hiding a trace of resentment, and calmly said, "Aunt Yun, we just came back from the civil affairs bureau."
"Went to get the certificate?"
Yun Zhishu and Lu Xun exchanged a glance, each with different expressions.
"Already got it?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Qimo knew it was over.
Father-in-law and mother-in-law's tone didn't sound like they were congratulating them.
"Not yet. Yun Sang went to the civil affairs bureau, said she couldn't reach you, so Mianmian and I rushed to the airport. Getting the certificate is important, but your safety is more important."
Xiao Qimo looked back at the two elders, his elegant eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses as sincere as could be.
Considering how filial he seemed, maybe they should make up for that certificate now?
