Acknowledged in Front of a Stranger

When Aemeath heard the sales assistant refer to her as Lu Yan's girlfriend, she felt a surge of joy.

In the past, she would have happily agreed. But now, she has a much better title.

Aemeath subconsciously moved closer to Lu Yan, gripping his hand slightly tighter, ready to hear how her A-Yan would respond.

Looking at the somewhat familiar sales assistant in front of him, Lu Yan naturally recalled the embarrassing scene of himself carrying women's clothing into the fitting room alone.

But at this moment, he felt no unease or panic whatsoever.

He stood tall and straight, his eyes calm and open.

He turned his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and took a deep look at the girl beside him who was looking at him with expectant eyes.

Feeling the warmth from Aemeath's palm, Lu Yan's lips involuntarily curved upwards, forming an extremely gentle smile.

He turned his head, looked directly into the saleswoman's eyes, and spoke in a clear, resonant voice, brimming with pride:

"No need to look at dresses. Please get us some classic couple outfits. We're here today to choose clothes for my fiancée's wedding certificate photos."

The moment those words were spoken, the entire clothing store seemed to fall silent for a second.

The saleswoman's smile froze instantly, then transformed into genuine surprise and envy.

Wedding photos! Turns out it's not some weird hobby; they just bought wedding attire to take pictures after tying the knot!

Standing next to Lu Yan, Aemeath was shocked when she heard him say the words "fiancée" and "A-Yan taking marriage certificate photos" so casually and naturally.

He was just joking about it privately on the street, but now he's proudly announcing her identity to outsiders.

Although they had already agreed on a date for getting their marriage certificate in the courtyard this morning, the feeling was completely different when Lu Yan introduced her to a stranger in front of them, in the place where they first created incredible memories.

Aemeath felt her heart pounding wildly in her chest like a deer.

A blush instantly spread across her face, reaching all the way to her ears.

She lowered her head, biting her lower lip tightly, trying to hide the barely suppressed smile on her lips.

She hid her face behind Lu Yan's shoulder like a shy ostrich, but her hands, which were tightly holding Lu Yan's, trembled slightly with excitement.

This silly artist who used to blush even at the mere sight of her.

Now, A-Yan is holding my hand, standing in front of outsiders, telling them that I am his fiancée.

"Fiancée?" The saleswoman was stunned for a full two seconds upon hearing this title.

Her gaze shifted back and forth between Lu Yan's open and gentle face and Aemeath, who was hiding behind him, blushing with embarrassment.

After a brief moment of surprise, the astonishment on her face completely transformed into a warm smile.

She gently covered her mouth with the back of her hand, her smile radiating joy, "Oh my, sir, things are progressing so fast! I still remember when you came to our store alone a few months ago, you were just buying clothes for your girlfriend."

"I never imagined that my girlfriend would become my fiancée so quickly, and we'd be taking our marriage certificate photos!"

The sales assistant's words, tinged with a friendly teasing tone, were not offensive at all; rather, they were like a warm spring breeze, dispelling the subtle surprise I had just felt.

Lu Yan listened to these words without the slightest hesitation.

He held that soft little hand tightly in his own.

He turned slightly to the side, his gaze never leaving the girl beside him who was practically fuming with embarrassment.

"You flatter me." Lu Yan smiled slightly, his voice clear and gentle. "Actually, there's no special secret. It's just that we truly love each other and like each other, so everything just fell into place naturally. Now that we've met the person we want to spend our lives with, we don't want to wait even a day longer."

Lu Yan paused, a hint of doting mischief flashing in his eyes, "Besides, to be honest, these past few months have actually felt rather long to me. I can't wait to marry her."

"A-Yan! Why... why are you talking so much today!"

Aemeath finally couldn't hold back anymore.

At first, only her ears were burning, but now even her fair neck has turned pink.

Aemeath's already flushed cheeks now looked as if they were about to bleed.

She hid behind Lu Yan's shoulder, listening to him declare their relationship to outsiders in such a gentle and confident tone. She felt as if her whole heart was soaking in a bubbling, steaming honey pot, so sweet that she almost fainted.

Why are you telling people all this...?

Aemeath simply couldn't resist such sweet talk.

She mumbled something incoherently and forcefully pulled her hand away from Lu Yan's large hand.

"I'm going to pick out some clothes! Don't follow me, go sit on the sofa over there and wait for me!"

After saying that, as if to hide her shyness, she slipped on her sandals without looking back and, like a startled little rabbit, darted into the rows of clothes racks in the store.

Lu Yan watched her fleeing figure, his smile deepening.

He shook his head helplessly, his eyes filled with a doting affection that seemed to say, "My wife is just that adorable, there's nothing I can do about it."

The sales assistant looked at the couple, who were so affectionate they were practically overflowing with pink bubbles, and was incredibly envious.

"Sir, your fiancée looks so cute when she's shy." The saleswoman winked at Lu Yan and said tactfully, "Why don't you go sit in the rest area for a while and have some water?"

"The clothes you wear for ID photos are very important; I'll go and give this lady some advice."

"Then I'll trouble you." Lu Yan nodded politely, walked to the sofa and sat down, but his gaze still followed the figure moving among the clothes racks.

"Madam, please take your time." The sales assistant approached Aemeath with a beaming smile and began her introduction, "For wedding certificate photos, the most classic and foolproof choice is definitely a white shirt."

The sales assistant spoke as warmly as if she were accompanying a close friend shopping, "The background of our marriage certificates at the Civil Affairs Bureau is bright red, so wearing white clothes will make the photos look the best and complement your skin tone the most."

"However, while white shirts are classic, if the style isn't chosen correctly, it's easy to look stiff and unnatural, like someone selling insurance or going for a job interview at a multinational company."

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I was worried about!" Upon hearing this, Aemeath felt as if she had found a kindred spirit and immediately turned around, her eyes full of curiosity. "I've seen so many photos online where people's necks are practically swallowed up by their shirt collars, making them look extremely tense. I want something that... looks both formal and with a touch of gentle sweetness. Do you have any suitable recommendations?"

"Of course! With your tall and slender figure, you're practically a walking clothes hanger!"