Ran Xiangsi picked up her copy, looking at the names closely laid out side by side, feeling a bit strange inside.
"Although we’ve signed, next month I will only be nineteen, and my ID card still shows that I’m not of legal marriage age." Ran Xiangsi thought for a moment; she hasn’t reached twenty yet.
So, today’s signature is essentially just a formality, and it seems to have no legal effect at this point.
However, the issues Xiangsi was worried about were just a matter of a few words for Xing Chen.
"You don’t need to worry about these things, leave it to me." Xing Chen finished speaking, snapped his fingers toward the door, and soon Ping’an came in.
Xing Chen threw the marriage agreement at him and instructed, "Change her age to twenty-one and inform the Southern Federation that we’ve been secretly married for a year."
"Yes." Ping’an took the document and went to prepare.
When the young master gives an order, he never needs to ask for the reason, he just needs to do it with all his might.
Ran Xiangsi stayed where she was, thinking to herself, is the issue of age resolved so easily?
Changing it to twenty-one, wouldn’t that make her two years older for no reason?
Ran Xiangsi shook her head and stared at the man in front of her, unable to stop sighing internally.
Xing Chen turned back and immediately noticed Xiangsi staring at him thoughtfully.
"What’s the matter?" He raised an eyebrow, and seeing she didn’t respond quickly, he didn’t continue to ask but leaned over to take her phone from the table.
Ran Xiangsi watched his actions but didn’t reach out to snatch it back, instead, she calmly responded to his earlier question, "So, does this make it a case of ’no fight, no acquaintance’? That night, I originally wanted to slip away directly, but Yue Nanshan insisted on blocking the entrance, screening one layer after another, and I was forced to the top floor, eventually crashing into your suite."
Xing Chen listened, with a faint smile in his eyes, his slender fingers already quickly jumping across the screen, dialing a sequence of numbers.
The call was answered quickly.
"From now on, any call that comes from this number should be given the highest priority."
Xing Chen’s received calls always had dedicated personnel responsible for filtering.
The highest priority channel was naturally reserved for the Presidents’ Secretariat of various countries, now it was reserved for Xiangsi.
After speaking, he turned back to Ran Xiangsi, slightly puzzled, "What did you steal that night?"
"...A photo." Ran Xiangsi didn’t plan to hide it. She hadn’t taken anything particularly outrageous, moreover, she had already decided to marry Xing Chen; telling him wouldn’t matter. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novᴇl(ꜰ)ire.ɴet
"A photo? Worth Li Guoliang causing such a big fuss? Could it be..." Speaking, Xing Chen’s eyes narrowed again.
Unless the content of the photo was something Li Guoliang cared about immensely!
"Actually, it’s not a big deal. I didn’t expect him to be so anxious, even ordering a whole city lockdown to catch me." Ran Xiangsi was also puzzled; she had only taken a photo, Li Guoliang’s reaction was truly exaggerated.
"From now on, he won’t suspect you again." Xing Chen assumed Ran Xiangsi was still worried about being caught by Li Guoliang and added another sentence.
Ran Xiangsi was stunned for a moment, then cheerfully waved the agreement in her hand, jokingly said, "You promised that as long as I signed, you would protect me thoroughly. I don’t need to be afraid of him anymore."
She caught on quite well.
Xing Chen shifted his gaze from the agreement to Ran Xiangsi’s delicate face.