Lu Man also took out Han Zhuoli's wedding ring. "Then you wear yours too."
"Alright," Han Zhuoli happily agreed. His happy look was a bit like that of a child.
Lu Man put on the wedding ring for Han Zhuoli, and Han Zhuoli insisted on taking Lu Man's and putting it on for her.
The day where they would get their marriage certificate was yet to come, but Han Zhuoli's eyes were already a little red.
"Beautiful," Han Zhuoli said in a low voice.
Lu Man grabbed Han Zhuoli's hands, her fingers lightly rubbing his fourth finger.
It was a very simple ring, with no decorative designs at all, but on his finger, it still looked very good.
In the end, the two of them stored away their rings, a bit unwillingly.
Hoping that the day they get their marriage certificate would come faster.
***
The second day was Monday, and Han Zhuoli went to the company.
