The next day, at 8:50 in the morning, in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Cheng Ziyang was dressed in a neatly tailored suit, accentuating his tall and slender figure. His hair had been specially styled, revealing a clean and handsome face. Perhaps because people tend to feel uplifted during happy events, his usual gentle and handsome demeanor seemed even more pronounced. Standing there casually, he exuded an irresistible charm that drew the eyes of women who were supposed to be accompanying their future husbands to register for marriage, making those men glare in annoyance as they hurriedly pulled their women away.
Cheng Ziyang ignored all the gazes, whether admiring, friendly, jealous, or angry. His entire being was immersed in overwhelming joy.
Today, he was finally going to marry Dong Xin Yan.
