Ye Jing let out a cold smile and took out another square sandalwood box. Pointing at the thirteen silver needles inside, thinner than her fingers, she said, "Then explain to me again, what are these thirteen things",Chu Chen took out a marriage certificate from his pocket: "Look, here's the marriage certificate. Don't believe me Just look for yourself.",Ye Jing took the marriage certificate and glanced at it a few times, her eyes flashing with surprise: "Ning Qingxue is really your fiancee"。