Mu Xichen's heart stirred to feel her soft hand in his palm.
His eyes darkened as he took her hand and led her gently into his embrace.
Lowering his gaze, he noticed her rosy complexion and the corners of her slightly parted lips.
As he walked with his arm around her into the Civil Affairs Bureau, an unconscious smile appeared on his face.
It was a normal working weekday, and the crowd was thin.
The moment they stepped in, one of the staff members at the reception desk recognized Mu Xichen and called out, "Chief Mu?"
Mu Xichen looked in his direction and nodded.
Military personnel had priority according to the law. Even though Mu Xichen had retired from the forces, he was still accorded much respect.
Upon receiving the documents, Li Beinian's hand trembled slightly as she held the pen.
