"Snap—."
The lights in the movie theater suddenly brightened, and Jiang Baizhou's handsome yet serious face was clearly reflected in her clear eyes. Cen Jin was stunned, as if everything around her had frozen, so much so that she didn't notice how many people walked past her.
Her mind only echoed with his words, not seemingly affectionate but very serious and sincere: "Let's... get the marriage certificate tomorrow!"
Jiang Baizhou saw her there in a daze, his lips curved with a smile, not rushing, just holding her hand while sitting quietly there, waiting for her response, entirely without any urging.
It seemed that ever since confirming their relationship, he had a grasp of her thoughts and feelings.
Just like now with the marriage certificate issue, he could conclude that she wouldn't refuse because, very early on, it was destined that the name Nie Cenjin could only appear in his spouse column and only as his possession.
