An Yan had initially wanted to ask the staff for help, but now she felt completely deflated.
"Yes."
Hearing this and seeing An Yan's flushed face, the staff member mused that perhaps the young woman wasn't reluctant to marry, just not ready to settle down yet. Ah, see? He kissed her hand, and her expression changed instantly—her face is all red now!
An Yan had no idea what the staff member was thinking. If she did, she would have grabbed her by the shoulders and insisted, "This isn't a blush from shyness, it's from anger! From anger!!"
Less than ten minutes later, two bright red marriage certificates were presented to them.
An Yan reached for hers, but the man was a step quicker, snatching up both.
"Don't even think about a divorce in this lifetime!"
An Yan: "..."
