Shi Su stared at him for a long time, confirming the authenticity of those two little red booklets under the man's gaze.
But how is it possible?
How could it suddenly…
She abruptly grabbed the marriage certificate, opened it and glanced at it, instantly becoming speechless, unable to find her voice for a long time, and asked in a dream-like state, "This…this… this…"
"Hungover all night, and you can't speak properly when you wake up?" Jing Jihan cast a very warm and caring look at her.
Shi Su's temples throbbed for a long time; she snapped out of the great shock, checked the steel seal carefully, and said, bewildered, "Impossible, it must be fake… What time was it last night… The civil affairs bureau would have been closed…"
Jing Jihan's voice was low and pleasant, yet the sense of realism was impossible to ignore: "Pulling some strings to get someone to work overtime shouldn't be a hard task for me."
Shi Su: "......"
