"A handsome man and beautiful woman, fantastic!" President Si, holding the red marriage certificate, was also excited in his tone.
Even though he had not been very willing to see Sang Qiao with his son, that had only been mumbling, he couldn't seriously hope his son would stay single forever.
At this moment, seeing the marriage certificate of the two, he was also overjoyed, his fingertips hadn't even had the chance to touch the photo.
Chenli took back the red book and carefully placed it in his pocket, "Having looked is enough, don't touch it carelessly."
President Si tugged at the corner of his mouth, "You kid, touching it won't do any harm! It's not made of paper."
"Who knows if your hands are dirty or not," Chenli said, looking down at the little girl sitting beside him with a soft gaze.
"What are you all standing there for, go upstairs and prepare the red envelopes," Old Madam Si urged, looking at the two men, one old and one young.
