Ou Zun grunted unhappily, "Can minors get married? We went through a proper wedding! Legitimate and aboveboard."
Although, we haven't registered the marriage certificate yet.
Because Mù Qiānxún hasn't reached the legal marriage age.
Ou Zun was quite frustrated about this.
He had to obediently and properly wait until she turned twenty to get the marriage certificate.
But it's almost time.
Less than eight months to go.
On her birthday, he'll directly bring the marriage certificate home.
There can be no delay.
Ou Zun kept everyone busy, unwilling to say much about Mù Qiānxún, and went busy himself.
But in Ou Zun's office, someone occasionally peered through the window to see what the figure inside was doing.
It's nothing else; it's because Mù Qiānxún's appearance is too deceiving.
She's inherently a sweet-type beauty, and in front of Ou Zun, she's as obedient as a little lamb. Her full-faced smile is like a blooming delicate flower, making it irresistible.
