"Okay, I'll help you as a spokesperson, but I can't guarantee that I can persuade Xiaoxiao. You know better than me how determined Xiaoxiao is. Once she sets her mind on something, not even nine oxen can pull her back..."
Being happy herself, of course, she also wished her best friend happiness. Looking at the pitiful Xie Han, Wen Nuan agreed readily.
The three of them had breakfast together and then headed out. In front of the villa, Xie Han's black Bentley was both discreet and luxurious.
The chauffeur courteously opened the back door and invited Fu Mingyu and Wen Nuan into the car. Xie Han got into the driver's seat and drove straight to the civil affairs bureau.
Half an hour later, back in the car, Fu Mingyu and Wen Nuan wore identical happy expressions.
The little red booklet felt light in their hands, yet in their hearts, it was heavy with meaning.
