An Ning stepped forward and felt her friend's forehead. "No fever. So why are you talking nonsense now?"
Gu Luosheng's lips twitched. "I'm telling the truth. We... registered our marriage."
Gu Luosheng deliberately lowered her voice for those last words, wanting only An Ning to hear them.
An Ning: ...
She took out her phone, intending to see whether there were any good brain specialists available.
Her client was done for. She had started having delusions.
Gu Luosheng felt helpless. "I'm telling the truth. We really are together. We're just keeping the marriage secret because we don't want people to know."
As she spoke, Gu Luosheng pulled up a photo of the Marriage Certificate. "Here. This is it."
An Ning rubbed her eyes and studied the photo carefully. "Did you... Photoshop this?"
Gu Luosheng: ...
"Do you think I have the skills for that?"
An Ning muttered, "It doesn't look Photoshopped. After all, no photo this clear of Young Master Ye has ever leaked. Holy shit!"
The next second, An Ning sprang straight up. "You... really landed Young Master Ye?"
Gu Luosheng smugly tossed her hair. "What can I say? It's all down to my personal charm."
An Ning: !!!
"Shengsheng, I always said your luck would come later! Being a has-been all this time was just setting the stage for what came next."
Gu Luosheng coughed. Why did that sound a little off?
"With Young Master Ye as your husband, what do we have to fear?" An Ning plopped into a chair. "Whoever wants to handle this PR mess can handle it. I'm done."
Gu Luosheng smiled and took a sip of Coke. "Not quite. This matter... I want to resolve it myself. I don't want to trouble Ye Nanshen."
"Huh?" An Ning looked baffled. "You've got such a