Shen Chaoxi's legs gradually regained feeling, and under the warm lighting of the villa's courtyard, she gazed at the man's defined handsome face with wavering thoughts.
She wondered whether his attentiveness had a certain purpose or if it was just his usual way of doing things.
Just as they were about to head towards the main building, Shen Chaoxi suddenly remembered that the marriage certificate was still in the car.
She was about to retrieve it, but Shang Jianghan pulled her hand and tenderly drew her into his arms.
Then from the pocket of his trench coat, he took out those two red booklets.
"Hold these, and later find a place to put them away," the man said with a light smile on his face, his tone not without a hint of indulgence.
"Oh!"
Walking down a stretch of marble flooring, Shen Chaoxi looked around the vast courtyard.
The vegetation was orderly, the lights were softly glowing, yet no one was to be seen.