Si Chenli said he would be ten minutes, and he truly meant ten minutes. When his car stopped in front of the company building, Sang Qiao stood up and walked out.
The man was standing by the passenger side with the door open, waiting for the girl to get in before he walked around to the other side to take the driver's seat, leaning over to fasten her seat belt.
Sang Qiao watched the man who was enfolding her, her clear eyes pure and steady, she could feel the warm temperature emanating from Si Chenli's body.
After the seat belt wrapped around her and clicked into place at the bottom of the seat,
Si Chenli sat back and fastened his own seat belt, "Do you want to go home, or is there somewhere you'd like to go?"
"Ah Li, let's go register our marriage."
Si Chenli, who was about to start the car, stopped his motion instantly. He turned his head to look at the woman beside him, hardly daring to believe what he had just heard.
