"What's with that shocked expression?" Yang Lingyun asked, his tone almost mocking. "We're supposed to get married anyway. Why not now?"
Her shock turned into exasperation. "What do you mean by 'right now?!'" she blurted out, flabbergasted by the suddenness of it all.
"We are going to the marriage registry office."
"Wait just a minute—!"
Yang Lingyun pulled out his phone and dialed a number, ignoring Xia Lihua's protests. "Hello, Grandpa… I thought I ought to let you know that Xia Lihua and I are heading to the marriage registry office to register our marriage."
There was a brief silence on the line before Old Master Yang's voice burst through, both startled and indignant. "What? You rascal! Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?"
