Mu Qianling thought that this person was going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to do something, and as a secretary, he should accompany them.
For example, he helped to get documents or pour tea.
Wu Shang helped send his daughter to school, but he had to stay and help make the arrangements.
She nodded silently in approval.
There is a voice in my heart that screams overwhelmingly, "They came to the police station to bail you out anyway.
People must know how to be grateful, and it is appropriate to say thank you."
When she opened her mouth to say thank you, another cold voice came out.
There was nothing to be thankful for.
If it hadn't been for his wanton revenge back then, she wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable situation.
She was still happy in front of the daughter of the Mu family.
Thinking of this, Mu Qianling walked past him with his head high and his chest high, walking in front of him with small steps.
It's only a ten-minute walk from the police station to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
When Mu Qianling was lamenting the dedicated work of the employees of the Civil Affairs Bureau, they had not yet got off work at eight o'clock in the evening.
The woman who looked like an aunt from the neighborhood committee came out with a kind smile, "Mr.
Li, we have been waiting for you for a long time."
Mu Qianling, "" As expected, great power can crush people to death.
Li Zheyan nodded coldly, "Then let's get started."
"Miss Mu, please sign here," the neighborhood committee aunt said, still smiling.
With the experience from last time, Mu Qianling looked at Li Zheyan warily, "What are you signing for?"
Li Zheyan picked up the pen and signed his name in another column without looking at her.
His tone was just like his eyes, calm and calm, "Get married."
Mu Qianling put down the pen reflexively, "No" Realizing that he was going back on his word, he turned to look at Li Zheyan, with a hint of coquettishness in his smile, "It's unlucky to receive the certificate just after I came out of the station.
I'm very superstitious."
"It just so happens that getting married can wash away the bad luck with joy."
Li Zheyan put down the pen in his hand, looked at her with his arms crossed, and pretended to be helpless, "Then don't blame me for not giving you a chance to make money, SK's everything property" "I sign."
Mu Qianling quickly picked up the pen and filled in his name on the form.
Forget it, the word "money" is like a knife in the head, so let's put the hatred in my heart for the time being.
After a year, take his money, pack up and leave.
This seems to be a pretty perfect plan.
Li Zheyan leaned elegantly on the back of the chair and looked at her serious sign.
The corner of his mouth raised a beautiful curve, which surprised the neighborhood committee aunt who had applied for the marriage certificate for the two.
It seems that the information provided by Rong Ling is correct.
Thinking about the suffering she might have suffered in the past seven years, she couldn't help but frown.
After Mu Qianling signed, he looked up and saw Li Zheyan frowning, grinning dryly, "You can't regret this wedding."
Mu Qianling felt that she was quite cheap.
She married this man twice, the first time because of love and the second time because of love for money.
The purpose is different, and the mood is naturally different.
Seven years ago, I felt uneasy holding the marriage certificate.
Seven years ago, when I looked at this marriage certificate again, I actually felt a little nauseous.
On the other hand, Li Zheyan carefully put the two red notebooks into the lining pocket of his suit, saying that he would keep them for her.
Pretend, you can really pretend Mu Qianling walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with a look of contempt.
Damn it, I wonder if there is anyone like her who walked out of the police station and went straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get married.
She looked up at the stars in the sky, feeling lonely in her balls.
A red Ferrari stopped suddenly in front of her.
She glanced at the license plate number and stood next to Li Zheyan with a smile like a flower, "Master" The car door was pushed open, and a tall woman wearing leather pants walked out.
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She walked towards Mu Qianling calmly, "Master Li, can I have a few words with her alone?"
Li Zheyan expressionlessly stretched out his hand to pull Mu Qianling into his arms.
Without thinking, he coldly uttered three words, "No."
The tall, cold-eyed woman pursed her lips, her eyes evasive, as if she was avoiding someone, and she hesitated to speak.
"Girl, ex-husband or child, which one do you choose?
Do you understand what I mean?"
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