Because he had finally become the long-desired married man, Qin Ye’s mood was ecstatic every moment.
Wherever he went, he had a beaming smile on his face.
Rong Yan went to work, and he didn’t have to accompany her, so with all his restless energy... he simply decided to clean the house.
Afterward, he started decorating.
Although they just got their marriage certificate and didn’t have a wedding ceremony, they were still married.
It was also newlywed life, and a sense of ceremony was necessary.
After all, they had the certificate, so they must be legal husband and wife... It would be alright to consummate the marriage at night, right?
With this excited and anticipatory mood, Qin Ye decorated with even more enthusiasm.
Roses had to be prepared, right?
And they should hang up the ’happiness’ character, shouldn’t they?
Red bedding obviously needed to be put on the bed too.
What was missing... of course, he’d just have it delivered.
As long as the money was right, what couldn’t be done?
He was quite contented all morning.
It wasn’t until he went to wash his hands that he noticed his bare finger and finally realized... My God! He, a married man, wasn’t wearing a wedding ring?
If he didn’t wear a wedding ring, who would know he was married?
Buy, he must buy one.
He quickly picked up his phone and called his wife.
The person on the other end of the phone picked up very quickly, mainly because Rong Yan was holding her phone in her hand.
Seeing that the incoming call was from Qin Ye, her freshly baked husband, she immediately answered.
"Qin Ye, what’s up?"
"Wife, are you free?"
"What’s the matter?" Whether she had time or not... Time could always be squeezed.



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