Ning Anmiao could sense that Lu Yan had changed a great deal.
From being initially silent to occasionally showing care and tenderness, and now sincerely expressing his love, his progress was obvious.
Perhaps Lu Yan's psychological barriers had finally faded away.
He could now behave like a normal man, crying and laughing, loving others and being loved and cherished in return.
The man's warm breath fanned across Ning Anmiao's neck, making every inch of her skin tingle with an indescribable sense of bliss.
He was truly here with her.
She could simply reach out and wrap her arms around his back, feeling his sincerity, his dedication, and a hint of nervousness he himself might not have noticed.
"Miaomiao, have you made up your mind?" His voice was deep. "Once we go in and get the marriage certificate, we'll never be apart again."
His usually steady voice now held a trace of hesitation. "If possible, I don't want there to be any chance of divorce."
Ning Anmiao looked at him steadily, her voice firm. "There's no such possibility, and I don't need to think anymore."
"From now on, we'll spend the next few decades together. No matter what happens, this won't change."
Ning Anmiao enunciated each word clearly, seriously stating her stance. "I love you. I've loved you in the past, and I still do now. As long as you love me too, there'll be no chance of divorce."
Hearing this, Lu Yan smiled.
He rarely smiled, but at this moment, his smile was incredibly genuine and natural, exuding an irresistible charm.
Ning Anmiao noticed this and blinked her eyes.
On the way here, she'd been so focused on her own appearance that she hadn't paid much attention to the man beside her. Now, taking a closer look, she realized that Lu Yan was wearing a brand - new high - end suit.
A quick glance at the hand - embroidered cuffs told her it was a suit custom - made by that traditional high - end French brand.
His tie was also neatly tied, making him look steady, noble, and elegant.
He was like a noble god, radiating a dazzling aura and charisma that made her want to get closer and closer, falling deeper and deeper into his charm.
"You've been staring at me for a while, Miaomiao." Lu Yan coughed lightly and glanced at his wristwatch. "If you're not hungry, we can wait a bit longer."
Ning Anmiao snapped back to reality, pouted, and heard the teasing in his words. She couldn't help but complain, "It's all your fault for looking so good today."
With Lu Yan's looks and figure, he'd look good even in a sack, let alone in the outfit he was wearing today.
"So what if I look good? I'm still yours anyway."
Lu Yan's smile was full of joy. "Shall we get out of the car, my noble princess?"
The word "princess" made her blush. Ning Anmiao quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the car door, and got out.
Lu Yan locked the car, walked around, and took her hand. The two looked into each other's eyes, smiling as they walked hand in hand into the civil affairs bureau.
Both of them were equally familiar with the process of getting the marriage certificate. Their actions were decisive, and they didn't hesitate at any step.
It was obvious that they couldn't wait to get the certificate and be together.
When it came to taking the wedding photos, Ning Anmiao faced the camera. Her palms were hot, her back was straight, and she showed a smile.
"The wife should lean a bit more towards the husband." The photographer waved, signaling them to get closer.
Ning Anmiao moved her stool, and her palms started sweating involuntarily.
"Closer!"
Because this couple was so good - looking and well - matched, they'd attracted a lot of attention since they entered the hall.
Ning Anmiao felt awkward. Due to her upbringing, she didn't like to be too affectionate with Lu Yan in front of others. So she moved her position again.
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows. Knowing that this little girl was getting shy again in front of others, he put his big hand around her waist, instantly closing the distance between them.
Ning Anmiao was stunned. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lu Yan's natural smile, and her own eyes couldn't help but curve.
"Alright! Three! Two! One! Happy wedding!"
With the click of the shutter, the photo of the two beaming with happiness was frozen in time, becoming a permanent memory.
A few minutes later, looking at the developed photo, Lu Yan was very satisfied.
Ning Anmiao leaned over. Looking at herself in the photo, she was a bit unhappy. "Why is my face a bit closer? It makes my face look so big!"
Hearing this, the photographer looked shocked. Lu Yan also looked down at the photo. The little girl in the photo had a face as small as a palm, with a bright smile, looking as beautiful as a painting.
However, it was true that her face was closer to the camera.
"It's all your fault for hugging me just now and pushing me forward. Now look, you look better than me in the photo. Are you satisfied? You're so scheming!"
The angrier she got, the more her mouth pouted. It was almost like it could hang an oil bottle. Her cheeks were puffed up, looking extremely annoyed.
Seeing her being unreasonable, Lu Yan couldn't help but laugh.
He didn't understand anything about how the distance in a photo could make one's face look bigger or smaller. He'd just thought she was sitting too far away and wanted her to get closer to him.
The staff around and other newlyweds who had finished their procedures came over and repeatedly praised Ning Anmiao in the photo. Only then could she barely accept the version of herself with a slightly bigger face in the photo.
"Do today's little girls look at photos with a microscope?" the photographer at the civil affairs bureau muttered doubtfully.
It seemed he'd have to be more careful next time and make sure the man's face was closer to the camera to avoid such conflicts.
After completing all the procedures, the two walked out of the civil affairs bureau hand in hand.
It was already noon outside. The sun was scorching, but Ning Anmiao didn't find it glaring. Instead, she felt it was extremely passionate.
The passionate sun was just like the passionate love between her and Lu Yan.
It was a good omen.
She held the two red marriage certificates in her hand, opened them, and looked at the smiling faces of the two of them. She looked at them over and over again, never getting tired of it.
It was really strange. Although it wasn't their first time getting the marriage certificate, this feeling of joy and excitement had lasted for a long time.
It was as if it was their first time.
"It feels like it's our first marriage," Ning Anmiao looked up, her eyes shining. "I don't even feel like we've ever been divorced."
Lu Yan looked down at her, his voice gentle. "It's always been the two of us, and our feelings haven't changed. So how can it be called a divorce?"
Ning Anmiao blinked. Hearing his solemn answer, she couldn't help but want to play a prank. She lifted her chin haughtily. "Men sure know how to console themselves. There are still two divorce certificates at home. Do you want me to help CEO Lu take them out for a trip down memory lane?"