I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau twenty-one times with my household registration book in my hand. Every time I felt hopeful and disappointed, he saw it all as a joke.
“Oh, right, Liam,” Vanessa suddenly said coquettishly, “the set of jewelry she just received a few days ago for our seventh anniversary is so beautiful. Especially the pair of love knot rings, I tried them on and they fit perfectly. How about we use them as our wedding rings when we go public?”
My heart skipped a beat.
Those rings were the result of half a month of hard work and repeated adjustments. They were the wedding rings I had dreamed of, belonging to him and me.
Liam chuckled softly, his tone full of doting: "Good girl, whatever you want. It was originally prepared for you, but it was designed by her. Once you become K's apprentice, we'll use this jewelry to hold a grand wedding and let everyone know that you are my one and only wife, Liam."