Bo Qin nodded, "It's my fault, from now on I will tell you honestly, I've liked you for a long time."
Jian Dan's face grew even more flushed.
No need at all, she wanted to say, but she found it hard to resist. Hearing a confession every day, it's difficult, yet truly wonderful.
Getting the certificate at the marriage registry was very simple. In a short amount of time, the two of them received their freshly printed marriage certificates. Jian Dan looked at the two small, bright red booklets, still feeling a bit lost in thought. As they reached the door, she suddenly became clear-headed, then looked at Bo Qin beside her and asked.
"Uncle Qin, marrying me, do you really not regret it?"
Bo Qin looked at her in surprise, "Why would I regret it? I've married the girl I like, and we can be together every day. Why would I feel regret? Unless you regretted marrying me?"
