Since Meng Jingyi had already chosen Xiao Heng, she wouldn't hesitate anymore. Getting the certificate, for her, was just a matter of becoming his wife sooner or later.
Xiao Heng smiled, "Even if you regret it now, I won't let you get out of the car."
Shortly after, the car stopped at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, but Meng Jingyi held onto Xiao Heng's hand.
Xiao Heng looked at her, and Meng Jingyi pursed her lips before slowly speaking in a particularly heavy voice, "Xiao Heng, will you treat me well for the rest of your life?"
Lately, she had been feeling uneasy and restless.
Xiao Heng held Meng Jingyi's hand, "Do you need me to swear?"
Although swearing was a bit cliché and foolish, if it could reassure her, he would do it.
"No, you don't need to swear." Meng Jingyi immediately reached out to cover his mouth.
Getting the certificate wasn't troublesome; it was just a matter of thirty to forty minutes.
