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Chapter 237

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When the shutter sounded, a faint smile suddenly appeared on that cold face, adding a bit of warmth to the solemn atmosphere of the Civil Affairs Bureau that was rarely seen in a hundred years.

The staff in the office used a machine to seal the marriage certificate. There were two copies of the bright red marriage certificate. They slowly pushed it in front of the two of them and sincerely wished them well. "I wish the two of you a happy marriage."

Ye Huanyan held the marriage certificate. Her eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy as she whispered, "Thank you."

The man beside her got up and left without saying a word. She turned around and met the staff's strange gaze. She could only smile awkwardly. Holding the two marriage certificates, she quickly turned around and chased after him.

Ye Huanyan originally thought that they were going to the hospital, but when they were about to reach Jin Jiang Court, she realized that was not the way to the hospital.

She asked hesitantly, "Aren't we going to the hospital?"

Ling Han looked straight ahead. His hands were on the steering wheel as he sped up. "It's fine if you don't want to rest. Do you think Grandma can take the same torture as you?"

Seeing Ye Huanyan's stiff expression, he suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest. He said in a low voice, "The hospital called and said that Grandma fell asleep after we left. She hasn't woken up yet and asked us to go in the afternoon."

At the mention of Grandma, Ye Huanyan's eyes were filled with deep worry again.

Ling Han had a strange feeling in his heart.

Ye Huanyan was probably the only one in the world who could empathize with him when it came to Grandma's hospitalization. Although he was unwilling to admit it, Ye Huanyan was indeed the only one who was in the same situation as him. In other words, Ye Huanyan's pain was worse than his.

Because other than Grandma, she had no other family in this world.

He still had Wen Qingwan's family. Although they had not been in contact with each other often, Grandpa and Grandma were still alive. The Wen family was a big family with many family members and many cousins.

Therefore, Ye Huanyan should be sad.

Once Grandma was gone, she would no longer have an umbrella to protect her.

Thinking of this, Ling Han felt that her sadness was just a kind of self-pity, and his gaze became colder.

In the Jinjiang Park villa, after Lingling had sent the household registration booklet and identification cards to the Civil Affairs Bureau overnight, she had expected them to come back in the morning. After preparing breakfast, she busied herself with lunch in the kitchen.

Ling Ling was sad that the old lady was sick, but when she found out that Ye Huanyan and Ling Han had gotten married, she was really happy for Ye Huanyan. Ling Ling was a traditional woman, so she naturally thought that the biggest promise a man could make to a woman was to give her a marriage contract.

After returning home, Ye Huanyan forced herself to eat two mouthfuls of breakfast before going upstairs to rest. Not long after she climbed into bed, she heard the sound of the door next door opening. She guessed that Ling Han had also gone upstairs after eating.

Her heart tightened. She didn't know what she was expecting and what she was afraid of. She stared at the revolving door between the two rooms absent-mindedly for a while. Finally, she was sure that it would not move. Then she slowly closed her eyes. Her black hair spread on the pillow, and she fell asleep soon.

Recently, she had been sleepy and couldn't do enough work. Fortunately, Ji Xiaoyue came back from a business trip and took over her work. Su Mang simply let her go home to rest. Ji Xiaoyue still didn't know that she was pregnant. After coming back, she was busy with work. She only talked with Su Nianhua twice on the phone. She talked about some interesting things about her encounter with Su Nianhua in Yunnan.

In the two-thirds of the master bedroom that was separated by a wall, a flickering flame flickered on a lighter.

A tall and straight figure stood in front of the window. There was a freshly lit cigarette between his slender middle finger and index finger. The cigarette butt glowed with orange light, and the smoke curled up.

On the bedside table was the marriage certificate. The cover was red, which was very eye-catching.

Next to the bedside table was a safe. The door was open, revealing a diary with a broken corner and a kraft paper bag containing the bloody truth of many years ago.

After smoking a cigarette, he turned around and slowly squatted down in front of the safe. He took out the kraft paper bag. After unsealing it, he frowned and looked at it for a while. In the end, he didn't take out the things that he had already memorized by heart.

In the dark night, there was a crackling sound, and the flame jumped.

The kraft paper bag finally began to burn from the corner in the flame of the lighter. The flame spread quickly. Ling Han loosened his hand, and the burning kraft paper bag fell into a huge iron box in front of the bed. With a muffled bang, the flame jumped violently twice and burned more and more fiercely.

His bony fingers touched the faded diary, rubbed it twice, and then threw it into the brazier. The light of the fire shone on his face, making him look incomparably gentle and warm, but his eyes were cold and could not be melted.

People will always struggle to do things that deceive themselves and others. There are many things in this world that you can't get rid of just by trying to do them.

In the hospital, the old lady was overjoyed when she saw the marriage certificate of Ling Han and Ye Huanyan. Her pale face had a rare bit of red. She held the two people's hands and said good things.

"Finally, finally, I can see you two get married. I have no regrets."

The old lady smiled until her wrinkles were squeezed together. From the moment she entered the door, Ye Huanyan tried to smile. She used all her strength to make herself look more festive. She was combing her grandmother's hair and preparing to take her out of the hospital.

The notice of critical illness had been issued many times. Everyone knew that if the operation continued, it would only increase the old lady's pain. The old lady didn't want to, and the doctor also suggested that it was better to let her live according to her wishes. The old lady wanted to stay at home.

"The hospital is too quiet. I don't like it." The old lady pouted and looked dissatisfied. "Look at this quilt. There's no color at all. You just got married. I have to go back and help you with the wedding."

Ye Huanyan's combing action froze slightly. She subconsciously looked up at Ling Han's face.

He looked as usual and was talking to the doctor. Aunt Zhang said something to him. He nodded, then turned and walked toward the old lady with gentle eyes.

"Grandma, everything is packed. During this time, Yan Yan and I will go back to the old house to accompany you."

The old lady looked up at him and said with a smile, "You have your career. Go to work. Don't bother to take care of me. I have Aunt Zhang and Yan Yan. I feel much better now. I can still hold my great-grandchildren!"

In the ward, everyone laughed. Even the doctor laughed sincerely for ten minutes.

No matter what emotions others had, Ye Huanyan didn't care. From the beginning to the end, she only cared about one person's emotions. Why was he frowning? Why was he in a daze? Why was he angry? Why was he upset? She thought too much, but the more she thought, the more she didn't understand.

In the old house of the Ling family, Ye Huanyan was supported by a servant as soon as she got out of the car. Before she could see the scene in front of her clearly, the crackling sound of firecrackers suddenly exploded. She was so shocked that she staggered and covered her ears for a long time before she came back to her senses.

After the firecrackers finished, a cloud of smoke curled up. The big red word "xi" and the red silk decorations on the old house became clearer and clearer. It was more festive than the New Year.

Ye Huanyan stared blankly and turned around in surprise.

The old lady was supported by Aunt Zhang and looked at the two people beside her with a smile.

"I know you are busy, but the wedding can't be missed."

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