As the words fell, Yan Xinxin saw Xu Nuo's expression stiffen.
Yan Xinxin wasn't sure if Xu Nuo truly liked her the way he claimed, nor was she certain if this would hurt him. But regardless of the outcome, she had to say it.
She didn't want Mo Chuxi to be misunderstood as a heartless and unfeeling man.
Mo Chuxi wasn't like the rumor mill painted him to be—detached and cold. In truth, he was responsible and reliable.
"Got married?"
Xu Nuo questioned.
"How is that possible?"
Yan Xinxin reached into her bag and pulled out the freshly issued marriage certificate, opening it directly.
"I'm not lying to you. It's real. We're actually married."
As she spoke, she opened the wedding certificate.
The photo on the certificate was glaringly striking under the bright sunshine.
Despite the wildly mismatched backgrounds of the two people in the photo, the way their faces leaned together created an inexplicable sense of harmony.
