Yang Yin actually didn't eat much at lunch.
As soon as she thought about going to get the marriage certificate at one o'clock in the afternoon, she felt as if it was all a dream.
Everything seemed too fast, so fast it felt unreal.
She was in a daze all along and only asked for leave from her boss at twelve o'clock.
She couldn't eat, had no appetite, and simply sat in the chair, spacing out.
She couldn't help but wonder, what is he doing right now?
Is he busy dealing with the private clinic, or did he go home to get the residence registration book?
Will his family dislike me? Or perhaps, will they have objections to his marriage?
Did he have a good time with Youyou this morning?
Will he feel down about suddenly being free from work?
Various thoughts about him flashed through her mind one after another, and in the end, the tension and anxiety slowly spread throughout her body, making her feel restless.
She simply stood up and walked around her seat a few times.
