"Let’s start." Mengmeng was already prepared, and now she was facing the camera with a sweet smile.
Gu Zhihan was the same.
The man, who was usually cold and noble, now radiated the sweet aroma of love all over him, his handsome brows and eyes twinkling with the light of happiness.
The photographer immediately captured the moment, taking several shots in quick succession.
It should be mentioned that this photographer had also won countless awards and was the chief photographer of Gu Zhihan’s ’MH’ company.
Gu Zhihan wanted their registration photos to be perfect, so he had specially invited him to take their pictures.
After the photos were taken, Gu Zhihan personally supervised the photographer’s editing.
"It has to be refined exquisitely."
"Mr. Gu, with your and Miss Luo’s looks, even without retouching, they are exceedingly fine," the photographer shrugged helplessly.
Pardon his frankness, but these photos were more perfect than any he had ever professionally retouched before.
"Still, we should retouch it a bit more," Gu Zhihan said, leaving no room for refusal.
The photographer had no choice but to do some symbolic touch-ups in the end.
What others could claim in less than ten minutes took several hours for Gu Zhihan.
Indeed, there was no one else like him.
The moment they stepped out of the civil affairs bureau, other couples were all sweet-faced, or marveling at how fast the registration had gone, but the only thought at the bottom of Mengmeng’s heart was—"Finally, the hassle is over."
"Getting married is so troublesome, I definitely won’t ever get married a second time," grumbled the young girl as they left the civil affairs bureau.
"You’re thinking of a second marriage?" Hearing this, Gu Zhihan’s handsome face instantly darkened, then he immediately snatched the marriage certificate from her hands.
"From now on, I’ll keep this safe!"
He wanted to see how she could divorce or remarry without the marriage certificate!
Mengmeng’s face was full of aggrievement.
Whimpering, she had only casually blurted something out; why had he gotten angry?
And he snatched away the little red book before she even had the chance to warm it in her hands.
"What are you spacing out for? Let’s go home," said Gu Zhihan as he came back with the car, seeing her still foolishly standing in the same spot, and gave her an exasperated eye roll.
"Oh! Oh!" Mengmeng hurriedly opened the car door and got inside.
Not long after the car started driving, Tong Mo’s call came through, "Mengmeng, didn’t you say you were going to register today? It’s a good day; why don’t we pair up and head to the civil affairs bureau to register together?"
She had hoped that their two couples could register on the same day.
"I’m afraid that won’t work..." Mengmeng replied with a troubled face.
"Why not? Are you deciding not to go through with it?" Tong Mo instantly asked with concern, afraid something had come up.
"No, no," Mengmeng shook her head and hurriedly said, "Gu Zhihan and I have already completed it."
The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds.
Just when Mengmeng thought Tong Mo was no longer there, suddenly a woman’s howl came through the phone, "Dammit! You actually got married before me!"
"Li Zijue, hurry up and let’s go register!"
She hung up the phone with a cry of laughter.
It’s just a marriage, yet they also had to compete.
"Wife, I’ll drop you off at home first, and then I need to stop by the office," Gu Zhihan said as he drove.
"Okay," Mengmeng nodded obediently.
When the car reached the front of the house, just as Mengmeng was about to get out, Gu Zhihan grabbed her.