Not ten years younger, but five or six years younger, certainly.
Chu Zhaoyang looked at himself with satisfaction, and immediately no longer felt so embarrassed.
He raised his head and chest, and his whole body seemed to be lifted up. He seemed to be much younger and relaxed.
So, he confidently took Gu Nian and Little Millet Cake out the door.
After entering the elevator, the inside of the elevator door happened to be mirrored, so Chu Zhaoyang took a look.
He didn't know if it's because Nanny Yu's previous words have given a hint, but Chu Zhaoyang felt that he did seem to be much younger.
Looking at Gu Nian and Little Millet Cake next to them, the family of three were wearing the same clothes, which was indeed very cozy.
Chu Zhaoyang glanced at Little Millet Cake from the corner of his eyes. He was wearing a chubby suit and was not as handsome as himself.
So, he was more satisfied.
It's a credit to Gu Nian and Little Millet Cake that they didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise they would have had to complain about him.
He had nothing to do that he didn't compare himself to others, but to his own son.
The three of them went to the old house first. The old lady first saw the three of them dressed in this way, which was very novel.
"Yo ho", nodded and said: "Okay, okay, it's really beautiful."
Then, she looked at Chu Zhaoyang carefully: "You look a lot younger when you look like this! You always wear formal clothes, from your 20s to your 30s, you look old-fashioned. How good you are now, you look like a young man."
Chu Zhaoyang curled his lips with satisfaction, thinking in his heart that he was a young man to begin with, not old at all.
He almost made Gu Nian unable to get out of bed.
The young man has such good physical strength?
A few people went out together. When they arrived at the door, Chu Zhaoyang asked the old lady coldly: "How big do I look in this outfit?"
The old lady was even more exaggerated than Nanny Yu. She knew that what her grandson cared about most was his age.
Therefore, she said without blushing and without batting an eye: "It's only about twenty. I can't say that you look like a college student, but you don't look much older."
Chu Zhaoyang curled his lips and nodded in agreement: "I really haven't changed much since I was in school."
Old lady: "..."
Aiyo, shameless.
Since the morning, Chu Zhaoyang had been in a particularly good mood.
In the morning, he just had fun with Gu Nian without saying anything. Putting on such clothes, he immediately looked more than ten years younger.
His heart was soaring.
The five of them went to the Civil Affairs Bureau together. Gu Licheng and Mu Lanshu were drinking tea in the director's office.
The two of them came here in a low-key manner, not wanting to tell anyone.
Unexpectedly, he was recognized and was immediately invited into the director's office politely.
Director Yang also specially sent someone to wait at the door to receive Chu Zhaoyang and others.
When they come, let them know.
Therefore, when Chu Zhaoyang and the others came to the door, Director Yang's secretary immediately greeted them.
"Old sir, old madam, Mr. Chu, Miss Gu." Secretary Lin called, unable to hide the surprise on his face.
Unexpectedly, the two elders of the Chu family came in person.
Of course she had never met the two elders of the Chu family, but because of the incident between Gu Nian and Zhu Zizhang, the two elders of the Chu family who had not been seen for a long time came out to be interviewed in person.
She also read that interview, so she could recognize it.
"Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu are in our director's office. Please come with me." The secretary said hurriedly, "The director has already given instructions. Mr. Chu and Miss Gu can apply for their certificates at any time. There is no need to queue up."
The old man and the old lady have no feeling at all about enjoying this privileged treatment.
Being born in the Chu family,they have all kinds of privileges from birth.
Even Gu Nian was a little numb after spending time with Chu Zhaoyang for a long time.
For example, when she was at the police station, didn't she rely on Chu Zhaoyang's relationship and always had to be taken care of by Mo Jingsheng?
So, she won't be pretentious and say that she wanted to queue up like others.
It's good to have elders and children around, so it could save some time.
Director Yang did not expect that the two elders would come over, and was immediately shocked.
When he saw the two elders, he looked flattered.
He wanted to ask the two elders to sit down for a while and drink tea.
But the old man waved his hand: "It's better to finish it as soon as possible."
So, Director Yang stopped forcing it.
Immediately led Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian to go through the marriage registration procedures in person.
The two of them went to take pictures and sat in front of a red curtain.
The photographer saw Chu Zhaoyang's serious face and a slight sweat on his forehead.
Chu Zhaoyang's face was really too serious, and the photographer was a little scared.
But he still had to bite the bullet and say: "Sir, please smile, getting married is a good thing."
Chu Zhaoyang's face didn't look like he was experiencing a happy event.
Was he here to get married?
He was not here to be forced into marriage.
Chu Zhaoyang: "..."
Gu Nian: "..."
Gu Nian turned to look at Chu Zhaoyang's serious face and couldn't help but tug on his sleeve: "Smile."
Chu Zhaoyang looked down at Gu Nian and said, "I can't smile in front of the photographer."
Gu Nian: "..."
Chu Zhaoyang added: "I can only smile when I face you."
Gu Nian: "..."
How could there be such a thing?
ˆPhotographer: "..."
He was stuffed with a handful of dog food for no apparent reason.
"Ahem." The photographer was a middle-aged man, and he was too embarrassed to tell Chu Zhaoyang to mistake him for Gu Nian.
He thought for a moment and said, "How about I put a photo of your fiancée in front of me for you to look at? Or you can just pretend that I don't exist and only think about your fiancée."
"This is to be affixed to the marriage certificate." The photographer explained, he couldn't just smile.