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be her; if she remembered correctly, the woman’s name was Ji Bing.She looked quite good but paled in comparison to Moxiao Bai. Nevertheless, she was still considered a beauty among the crowd.Moxiao Ba...Warming and Yè Fēimò 364

The rare tenderness made her face heat up. She reached out to hold his hand, looking at him playfully: "Are you afraid that I'll change my mind suddenly, so you're being nice all of a sudden"

"You could say that."

Warming snorted. No wonder he reverted back to his usual self after marriage. Honestly, she was still used to his sharp tongue.

"As soon as we land and start the procedures, you won't have a chance to change your mind. Even if you do try, I'll knock you out and proceed with the paperwork," said Ye Feimo flatly, barely smiling—only those who looked closely could notice it.

He seemed like he was telling the truth: If she dared to back down, he would knock her out and proceed anyway.

In silence, Warming wiped a tear away. "Why do I feel like I'm on a pirate's ship"

"You should thank your ancestors for their good deeds in letting you find me—a golden goose who is wealthy, handsome, capable—someone so perfect that even if you looked hard, you wouldn't be able to find anyone better. You should have been smiling happily in your dreams," Ye Feimo said seriously.

Warming thought, The self-love of the Ye family had truly become a trait; he didn't feel ashamed at all. Although what he said was true, it seemed like reality matched his words.

"You should thank your ancestors for letting you marry me—youthful, beautiful, gentle, and generous..."

He wants to puke.

"Get lost!" Warming punched him, but Ye Feimo caught her hand, pulling her into his arms. She pounded on his chest a few times without any pain or itchiness, and Ye Feimo didn't mind either; he felt very content with the warm, soft body in his embrace.

Warming's nervousness slowly subsided as well. Perhaps brides-to-be all have this kind of mentality: They tend to think too much when they are close to getting married—whether or not they feel confident about spending their lives with one person

Can he take care of you for the rest of your life Can he make you happy

Can you bring him joy, make him happy

She always thinks a lot and worries about many issues.

They must not worry about the daily necessities like rice, firewood, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea. Tan Wen only cares if she can ensure Ye Feimo's lifelong happiness, and she doesn't have confidence in this.

However, she will try her best.

To make him very happy, extremely happy.

This is the purest wish she has now.

"Ye Feimo, will you regret marrying me"

"It must be because my previous life made a mistake and ended up with you. In this lifetime, I'll just continue on this path of error." Ye Feimo smiled as he said this; he wouldn't regret it. If he continued down this wrong road, then she was the only one for him in this life.

Tan Wen raised her lips corner; this man really couldn’t say sweet words. However, these love words hit her right where it mattered.

Las Vegas.

There were many people waiting in line to register today, forming a long queue. Ye Feimo and Tan Wen decided to sit on the side and wait. Beside them sat two couples, one with Eastern features and another with Western ones.

The four of them chatted in English. The newlyweds from an Eastern background didn’t speak English very well, but their accent sounded like Japanese; indeed, as Tan Wen had expected, the woman turned around to talk to her boyfriend in Japanese right away.

Tan Wen could understand English without any trouble, but she couldn't comprehend a single word of Japanese. She only understood some simple phrases when watching anime.

The Japanese woman looked at her several times, which made Tan Wen feel strange because it seemed as if the woman was talking about her.

"Feimo, what is that woman saying" Tan Wen asked Ye Feimo. It was said that he mastered ten languages; it was almost inhuman. When she first learned about this, she was quite surprised—what’s the point of learning so many foreign languages Later when she lived in Rome, she realized that Ye Feimo actually knew fewer foreign languages compared to others. Mo Yao and Wu Shuang were nearly fluent in all major world languages, let alone people like Ye Tianyu and Ye Ningyuan.

Tan Wen called out a few times; it seemed Ye Feimo was absent-minded as he didn’t hear her. He kept holding onto Tan Wen's hand with an expressionless face while looking at the queue of people, his gaze seeming to want to kill everyone in line. He could have dragged her straight away to register.

Warm blushed and tugged at Ye Feimo's arm, "Ye Feimo!"

"What is it" Ye Feimo regained his senses. Warm smiled and asked, "What were those two Japanese men talking about"

"They said you look familiar to them, and I'm very handsome."

Warm: "..."

Is this really true

Why didn't they say she was beautiful and he looked familiar instead

Warm looked at Ye Feimo who in turn stared blankly into the crowd. Warm glanced around and noticed every couple around them seemed happy and blissful, but only their pair stood out as different.

Someone who didn't know them might even think she had forced him to marry her.

A few couples cast curious glances at them, making Warm feel awkward.

"Ye Feimo, are you nervous" Warm asked softly. On the plane, she was very anxious and had asked if he felt nervous too; he had clearly said that he wasn't, but now his expression looked as lifeless as a zombie's—really…

Didn’t he know this was for a wedding and not a funeral

"No!" Ye Feimo denied it outright with a deadpan voice. "I've seen every kind of situation, I've gone through gunfire and rain, so how could getting married make me nervous"

As if he were telling a joke, he was not nervous at all.

Warm looked down at their clasped hands; from the moment they started holding hands, his grip had been tight and unyielding as if afraid she would run away. Warm couldn't help but laugh at how cute he was being.

When she felt anxious, he acted like nothing was wrong.

When he was nervous, she would laugh beside him.

This couple really is quite odd.

"Why are you laughing I'm not nervous at all," Ye Feimo turned his head and glared fiercely at Rongwen, their clasped hands tightening involuntarily, clearly a case of hiding one's head under the blanket to pretend it doesn't exist.

Rongwen was wise in thought and said softly, "Ye Feimo, admitting that you are nervous won’t damage your image at all; instead, it will make you seem more lovable. It’s normal for someone to be nervous before marriage, so there's no shame in it."

"I've told you already, I'm not nervous!" Ye Feimo reiterated once again. Rongwen didn’t want to argue with this stubborn man; if he said he wasn't nervous, then fine. The way he looked and behaved made other couples start whispering about them.

Who cared anyway

To her, it felt incredibly blissful, standing in the line, waiting to become his bride.

Finally, it was their turn...

The stiffness that had gripped Ye Feimo disappeared when they reached the registration desk. The process was swift and simple, using passports for registration; it only took a moment before they received their marriage certificate.

Thinking of how complicated the procedures were back home, Rongwen thought to herself that getting married here really was convenient.

However, divorce would also be very easy.

Tsk tsk tsk, she was registering for marriage now; why think about divorce Rongwen banished these words from her mind, not allowing them to run rampant.

After leaving the registration office, Rongwen still felt as if none of it was real.

She had married Ye Feimo.

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