Mrs. Yue's eyes heated up, and she nodded.
That's right, they couldn't waste any more time. How many years did they have to waste?
Today's events made her understand one thing. Sometimes, life and death were only a matter of a second. Who knew what would happen tomorrow?
If she were to die the next day, at least she would be the wife of the man she loved the most. She would not have to die with the title of 'Mrs. Yue', which she hated the most.
Before going through the procedures, chief Wang washed his hands and wiped them clean. If there was any fragrance, he would have smelled it again.
This had to be serious, serious ...
As he watched Xia Anlan fill in the form with a pen, Commissioner Wang was so excited that he wanted to sing. 'Which one of you is so lucky to have the honor to register for Mr. President?'