Chapter 1173 - 1170: Marriage Certificate 4

Old Zhang explained, "Donglin, rest assured, I guarantee absolute safety."

Wan Donglin was also straightforward, "Alright, let’s set a time, I’ll accompany her."

He expressed his gratitude. The heavy burden in his heart finally settled down.

This matter could be big or small; ideally, it’s rendered insignificant. Old Zhang was evidently glad to help, so regardless of marital union, the Wan Family already owed him a great favor. From now on, the relationship between the two families would be more solid.

Finally, the long-sealed door to the house was pushed open.

Inside the house, the windows were surprisingly clear and clean. It was obvious that Wan Donglin had already sent someone to tidy up.

The plants, the roses on the windowsill, and various winter-blooming crab claw flowers, narcissus, and others like goosefoot, were thriving, lush and green. Especially the large pot of narcissus, blooming brightly in competition, filling the room with a subtle floral scent.

A golden nest, a silver nest, in the end, nothing compares to your own little nest.

Even amidst the towering cultural atmosphere of Ivy League universities, even the fairy-tale-like small wooden house at the foot of the Alps, even the luxurious allure of Ba City... But can any place compare to this humble little room?

Yan Xixi casually dropped her backpack on the ground and collapsed onto the sofa.

This time, Yan Xixi was finally no longer a wandering lonely soul.

After the New Year, spring came with a distinct force.

It was afternoon, the city had been sunny for days on end, and the bright sunlight poured in through the open window, enveloping Yan Xixi’s head and face.

She hadn’t basked in such sunshine for a very long time.

Wan Donglin looked quietly at her, noticing her closed eyes, her face exceptionally pale.

He sat down next to her, speaking very gently, "Xixi, take a good rest for a few days. I’ll get your documents done as soon as possible."

She opened her eyes to look at him.

For some reason, at that moment, she suddenly forgave him.

Indeed, even in the intimate relationships of spouses, fathers and sons, mothers and daughters... we are not entitled to demand the other to be on call 24 hours a day, no matter the time or place, never allowing any perfunctory actions or mistakes.

Wan Donglin hung up on her, but it wasn’t a sin worthy of death.

Having gone through hundreds of trials and tribulations, what can’t be forgiven?

The next day, Yan Xixi reclaimed all her documents.

It was undeniable that Wan Donglin’s efficiency was remarkably high; once he got the news, he immediately started the process, and shortly after returning, everything was settled.

On a sunny spring afternoon, although everyone was still wearing down jackets, spending time under the sun gradually brought about a sense of warmth.

She was in the car, clutching the documents, feeling drowsy.

Wan Donglin occasionally glanced at her.

The car drove far, far away, and she only opened her eyes when it stopped.

It was a fairly old building, and she was led by him, looking suspiciously at the vague light hitting the old building. Couples came and went.

She was bewildered.

But he was holding her hand tightly, his voice extraordinarily gentle, "Xixi, let’s get the marriage certificate first."

Her heart trembled, leaving her speechless.

Because she had never thought of this move at all.

He took out a ring, bending down, his voice slightly trembling, "Xixi... marry me..."

Like a puppet, she stared wide-eyed as he put the magnificent diamond ring on her ring finger.

Quick decisions, clear the chaos, he thought, they no longer had much time to waste.

"Xixi, we’ll get the certificate first and then hold the wedding... How does that sound?"