But after a slight moment of surprise, she remained composed, with a faint smile persistently adorning her lips, speaking in an unhurried tone, "Uncle Qin."
"Yes!" Uncle Qin stepped forward.
"Go to the bedroom and bring the red booklet from my bedside drawer."
"Understood."
Uncle Qin nodded and went upstairs.
Nangong Feifei's brows knitted slightly as she watched Gu Qiangwei, poised and composed on the sofa, unsure of what she was planning to do.
In fact, Gu Qiangwei was not entirely sure herself; the red booklet she mentioned was the marriage certificate she had with Qin Sijue.
Once, she had seen Qin Sijue place their marriage certificate in the bedside drawer, but so much time had passed, and she had 'died' for a while, so she wasn't certain whether the marriage certificate was still there.
Soon, they could hear footsteps coming from the staircase.
Both turned their heads to look at Uncle Qin as he came down the stairs.
