"Congratulations! Congratulations!"
"May you have a harmonious union for a hundred years!"
"May you have children soon!"
People around kept offering congratulations, and Ophelia Wilson responded with smiles, one by one.
Then Ophelia, pulling James Reed, who was a bit stiff, walked out. They were going to the hotel to celebrate with the family.
As they walked out, James Reed felt like the blood in his body was rapidly draining away, taking all his body heat with it.
With numb hands and feet on the ground, he had no real sense of feeling.
Upon reaching the entrance of the civil affairs bureau, stepping outside, the glaring sunlight pierced straight down, nearly blinding him, causing him to instinctively raise his hand to shield against the sun.
At the moment James Reed and Ophelia Wilson appeared, the waiting media reporters at the door went wild, rushing over frantically.
Ophelia happily displayed a joyful smile, waiting for blessings from these reporters.
