Ye Lancheng looked at An Zhisu who was lightly applying makeup and was stunned for a moment, and then nodded to the certification officer who had been waiting for a long time: "Let's get started."
The certificate officer snorted: "Miss, do you have your household registration booklet with you?"
An Zhisu nodded. Her household registration book had been separated from the An family many years ago and had been kept with Song Jiaren. Now An Zhisu is very grateful for her foresight, otherwise she would not have been able to testify against Ye Lancheng in such a secret.
The certificate officer took the household registration book from An Zhisu and asked them to go to the photography club to take a group photo.
The photographer had already adjusted the lights and arranged the red background curtain and was waiting.
When An Zhisu saw that he was going to take pictures, he put down his bag and then took off the coat he was wearing.
After taking off the coat, the cheongsam worn underneath fell into Ye Lancheng's sight without warning.
The style of the cheongsam worn by An Zhisu is very unique, not a completely traditional style. The upper part of the body is designed with buckles. The handmade buckles tie her slender neck into a half-high stand-up collar, which makes her neck look even longer.
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Her waist is also very thin, hidden in the cheongsam with an obvious waist, which is not enough to be held in a hand. Following the line of the waist, the design of the lower body is combined with the style of a fishtail skirt. The fishtail skirt is at the calf.
The parts are swaying, slightly playful, yet elegant.
She has a very good figure, exquisite and graceful, and paired with such a cheongsam, she is as beautiful as a mermaid, classic and luxurious, and she fully embodies the beauty of both Chinese and Western styles.
"Doesn't it look good?" An Zhisu felt a little guilty when she saw him staring at her.
This cheongsam was her work five years ago. She didn't know if it still met the current aesthetics. But she couldn't find any other new clothes. The wardrobe was full of old clothes that had been left at Song Jiaren's house.
.This cheongsam is already the latest one. With this time, she has only worn it twice.
"Very beautiful." Ye Lancheng commented sincerely. She was really beautiful. He had seen many women wearing cheongsam, but there was no doubt that An Zhisu wore it the best.
The words "very beautiful" made An Zhisu breathe a sigh of relief. Today was the day for them to receive the certificate. An Zhisu wanted to be beautiful. Just like Song Jiaren said, she couldn't let Ye Lancheng feel that she was in a dark marriage.
The two of them sat in front of the red background curtain according to the photographer's request. An Zhisu's style was plain white, which matched well with the background curtain behind. Ye Lancheng's suit was dark, and the shirt underneath was also white, which also matched with
The red background curtain goes well with it.
The photographer looked at them through the lens, and four words flashed through his mind: A match made in heaven.
"Master Ye, and this beautiful Mrs. Ye, please smile a little on such a happy day." The photographer found an angle and made a request to the two of them.
Ye Lancheng's face has always been paralyzed, and even when he smiles, he only curls his lips.
But An Zhisu's smile was different. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing two rows of white teeth. It was like the sun was shining on her face, which was very lively and beautiful.
Click!
The photographer instantly captured An Zhisu's smile in the camera lens. As for Ye Lancheng, he was able to move the corners of his mouth. The photographer was already thankful. After all, he has facial paralysis, but he is still handsome at the level of the universe.
After the wedding photos were taken, they were called to sign the marriage application form. Ye Lancheng was a few steps behind her, and when passing by the sofa, he picked up the coat she took off on the sofa.
An Zhisu was lying on the table signing as required by the certificate officer when her body suddenly felt warm. She looked up and saw that it was Ye Lancheng who was putting a coat on her.
"Put it on before signing, don't you think you can't catch the cold?" Ye Lancheng told her indifferently without any expression.
An Zhisu said in a daze, put down his pen obediently, and put on his coat obediently.
The certificate officer complimented: "Master Ye is so considerate to Mrs. Ye."
An Zhisu smiled faintly and glanced at Ye Lancheng. Seeing that he had quickly signed his name on the form, he quickly picked up the pen again and signed the remaining half of his name.
The certificate officer then took away the form, and five minutes later, the hot red gold-gilded marriage certificate lay on An Zhisu's palm.