"My phone's out of battery..." She felt quite aggrieved, "I'm sorry, I will tell Uncle Ye next time."
"My bag..."
"Is there something very important inside?" Ye Gushen's heart tightened.
The girl relied on him so much, her gentle voice was almost dripping with tenderness, it was as though she had suffered a great grievance.
"Our marriage certificate..." Tang Suiyu leaned against his firm back, sounding dejected.
Though the bag also contained her phone, ID card, and bank cards, she instinctively felt that their marriage certificate was very important.
How strange!
Ye Gushen's tense heart felt a wave of warmth, "I'll help you find it."
"En! I believe in you!" She felt unprecedentedly safe and warm.
At the entrance of Seven Nights, next to Ye Gushen's car, Lin Shang held a bag and stood upright, detaining a man with his head lowered.
Sui Sui had fallen asleep on Ye Gushen's back.
