Ling Nuanqing turned her face and looked at her. There was a curling wand on the dressing table. The ends of her hair were slightly curled. This skill would not be worse than those celebrity makeup artists.

"Satisfied, good-looking."

Ling Shaocheng took a skirt over, and the simple and elegant white made Ling Nuanqing change into it.

When the two went out, the servant followed behind and looked happy.

"Mr. Ling, Miss... No, right? It will be Mrs. Ling from now on."

"Auntie, don't say that." Ling Nuanqing changed his shoes, and the servant patted his hands, showing annoyance, "Oh, blame me, I should prepare a pair of red shoes for you."

"No need to be so particular, we'll get a certificate."

When he went out, the servant pulled Ling Nuanqing's arm and asked her to hold Ling Shaocheng, "Go out in pairs."

Mingyue and a bodyguard stood in the yard with their hands behind their backs. Seeing Ling Nuanqing and Ling Shaocheng come out, they took out the salute and pointed it into the sky.

Mingyue twisted his hands, but because he had no experience, he held the salute without any response.

Ling Nuanqing had already covered his ears with his hands, but when he saw it, he didn't move. He was about to speak, but he heard a bang.

The sound of the explosion of salutes resounded throughout the glans of the four seasons, and colorful paper fell down. Ling Shaocheng hurriedly blocked Ling Nuanqing's head with his hands.

I have been trying for a long time to get my hairstyle done, so I can't ruin it like this.

"Who thought it out?" It's really vulgar and rustic.

Ming Yue was still studying the salute barrel, "Mr. Ling, isn't it very atmosphere?"

The atmosphere is so wool. If it weren't for Ling Shaocheng's good day, he would have thrown away Ming Yue long ago.

The two went to take pictures of their marriage certificates first. The photographer made an appointment early in the morning. In theory, this kind of photo is very convenient and can be taken in a short while.

But Ling Nuanqing sat there with a stiff expression and was still very nervous.

"The bride smiled and raised her lips to smile sweetly."

Behind her was a bright red background, Ling Shaocheng was next to her, and the photographer was not very satisfied with taking a few photos.

“The expression is a little unnatural.”

Ling Shaocheng approached Ling Nuanqing's ear, "Just take photos like you usually do."

"I'm pretty natural."

Ling Nuanqing said as she outlined the corners of her mouth, revealing her white teeth. "Don't it look good?"

Ling Shaocheng leaned over to kiss her, and Ling Nuanqing hurriedly avoided it, blushing, "Don't do this, someone is here."

Ling Shaocheng pointed to the camera in front and said, "Look there."

Ling Nuanqing looked over, he kissed her on the face, then quickly returned to the picture, straightened his back and shoulders, and the photographer pressed the shutter several times.

He came over and showed the photos to Ling Shaocheng.

"That's all, it's great."

Ling Nuanqing in the camera is half shy and half angry, and Ling Shaocheng really loves her very much.

There are many newcomers who have obtained a certificate from the Civil Affairs Bureau, and Ling Shaocheng and Ling Nuanqing are at the back, just like ordinary couples, without enjoying any privileges.

The two filled in the information, wrote their names one by one, and saw a red notebook with a stamp.

The staff put their marriage certificate in front of them, "Congratulations to both of you."

Ling Shaocheng held it in his hand and slowly expanded it, and saw the words Ling Nuanqing written on the column of his spouse.

His fingers were stroked over and over again, but he couldn't see enough, so Ling Nuanqing pulled down his sleeve.

Ling Shaocheng extended his marriage certificate to her, "Is it good?"

"It looks good, okay, let's go."

Ling Shaocheng carefully put them in his arms again, and Ling Nuanqing pulled him to the side. "Don't block the people behind."

Before the two were about to leave, Ling Nuanqing handed the bag in his hand to Ling Shaocheng, "I'll go to the bathroom."

"good."

Ming Yue came in from outside and looked at Ling Nuanqing's back, "Mr. Ling, the reporters were all stopped outside, but they should have taken photos of you and your wife entering the Civil Affairs Bureau. I can't hide it."

"There is nothing to hide. Just stop them from coming over and talking too much."

"good."

After Ling Nuanqing went to the bathroom, she came to the mirror. A woman stood next to her. She turned on the faucet.

"Are you here to get a marriage certificate?"

Ling Nuanqing politely pulled the corner of her mouth, "Yes."

"I seem to know you."

Ling Nuanqing glanced at the woman's face, and had never seen her before. She pulled a piece of paper and wiped her hands dry, trying to leave, but the man stopped in front of Ling Nuanqing.

"I recognize you. Ling Shaocheng was driven crazy before and had a lot to do with you. You were still very close to Ye Shengjing. I saw Mr. Ling outside. Could he forgive you and accept you?"

Ling Nuanqing looked at the woman, and finally stared at her directly. Her clothes should not look like the peach blossoms that Ling Shaocheng had provoked before.

Who else can be so interested in a crazy and nothing man now?

Ling Nuanqing's guess is correct, this person is the reporter who sneaked in.

She was not angry, and even thought that the other party must be recording.

"Yes, he forgives and accepts me."

The female reporter didn't expect her to be so calm, "So are you here to get married today?"

"Yes, we are already legal couples."

The female reporter was looking for topics very sharply. After all, Ling Shaocheng's marriage was a big deal, and it was also considered explosive news.

"But don't you think your actions were too much? You almost forced a person to death."

"Yes, I did something wrong at that time, no wonder anyone. For a long time, I was in endless guilt, but now we're all coming out."

The female reporter's tone was somewhat aggressive, "Then are you married to Ling Shaocheng because of guilt?"

"no."

"It's impossible to be love, right? If you want to say what you love him, why drive him crazy? Or is it that although his company has collapsed now, his financial strength is still rich? Do you have a fancy to his money?"

Ling Nuanqing looked open-minded, "What are you interviewing me here? For justice or for money?"

The woman was slightly stunned, "How is Mr. Ling's condition now? Will he go crazy?"

Ling Shaocheng stood outside and waited, but did not see Ling Nuanqing coming out, but heard the voice coming from inside.

He heard the three words Mr. Ling and thought that it was hard to say that a reporter might have sneaked in.

"Nuannuan!"

Ling Shaocheng shouted inside.

Ling Nuanqing wanted to pass by the female reporter, "Sorry, my husband called me."

"Then I have to call you Mrs. Ling now. It's just the topic just now. Can you answer it conveniently?" The woman stood next to her and blocked Ling Nuanqing's path again.

Ling Shaocheng had no scruples, so he rushed in no matter whether it was a women's toilet or a men's toilet.

When the female reporter turned her head when she heard the footsteps, Ling Nuanqing hurriedly rushed forward and rushed into Ling Shaocheng's arms. She hung the man's neck with her hands and pushed him in.

"You've gone to the wrong place, hurry up and go out."
Chapter completed!