Seeing that he was thinking out loud and speaking incoherently, Qian Qian rolled her eyes helplessly, "What on earth are you going to do?"
"Get the certificate! Go now. I'll call my dad and tell him. Oh, yes, I'll tell my parents too."
"..." Crazy, he is really crazy.
Before Zhuo Yueluan returned to the imperial capital, he received a call from his prospective son-in-law, saying that it would be better to choose a different date and that he would go to get the certificate today - his reaction was very calm, and he only said solemnly: "Mo Yan, I believe you, I hope
Don't let me down. If you dare to hurt my daughter again, I will make you lose everything and your reputation will be ruined."
Feng Moyan's face was full of excitement, and he immediately became serious after his father-in-law said these words.
He held Qianqian's hand, tightened it tightly, and replied with the same seriousness: "Dad, I promise that I will be good to her all my life. If I make her sad again, I won't let her go without you."
Own."
"Okay, then remember what you said today."
"I will!"
After hanging up the phone, Feng Moyan looked at Qian Qian and solemnly said every word: "Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register!"
Qianqian is still a little dizzy...
Was this too sudden? She was completely unprepared.
If you want to take a registration photo, you should at least put on light makeup and change into more formal clothes, right?
But she was naked, wearing a shirt-style long skirt that reached down to her calf, and she looked like a bucket.
"Feng Moyan, you..."
"Nothing you say today will give you a reason to refuse. You must become my wife, Feng Moyan!"
After saying this, he took Qianqian into the car and took out a file bag from the storage box.
"What is this?" Qian Qian asked curiously.
The next second, I saw the crimson notebook poured out and was surprised.
"You...you carry your household registration book with you? Did you have a premeditated plan?"
Mr. Feng smiled, put the certificate back, asked the driver to drive to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and said happily: "I have been waiting for this day for I don't know how long. Of course I have to take it with me. However, I was not sure whether you would agree to it, so
Didn't tell you."
"I don't want to agree, didn't you say you wouldn't give me a reason to refuse?" Qian Qian said dissatisfied, feeling that she had been tricked by this guy again.
But the pit was so comfortable that she didn't suffer any loss, so she simply didn't bother to worry about it.
"Speaking of which, you didn't even have a serious proposal ceremony. Not last time, not this time either. My marriage was too hasty."
"So what ceremony do you want?"
"Of course it's up to you to think about it. How can you ask the woman?"
"Okay, let me think about it..."
He responded casually and said nothing more, and Qian Qian didn't think much about it.
The car became quiet. Both of them were holding their mobile phones and chatting with smiles on their faces. They were obviously still replying to the congratulations from their relatives and friends.
About an hour later, the mighty and domineering President Lincoln arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau.
When she was about to get off the bus, Qian Qian suddenly became entangled and said with an unhappy look on her face: "My belly is so obvious. People will think that we got on the bus first and paid for the tickets later. They think I don't respect myself."
Feng Moyan stood at the door of the car waiting for her. Seeing that she was so concerned about it, he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, so he asked good-temperedly: "Then can I ask someone to clear the place and just serve the two of us?"
Qian Qian was a little moved: "Is it okay?"
"It's not difficult, right?"
"Forget it, let's not do anything special and let's go."
She held onto the man's outstretched arm and got out of the car.
Just as I stood firm and didn't look up, I suddenly heard a familiar voice next to me: "Mr. Feng, I'm not too late."
Qian Qian looked up and was slightly surprised: "Wang Special Assistant, come here..."
Before she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of the big bouquet of pink roses in Wang Cheng's arms, and her expression... was a bit indescribable.
When did Feng Moyan notify him?
Do we need to make up for a proposal ceremony?
At the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau?
This is too...will it be viewed as a joke by others?
How could anyone have brought everyone to the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau before thinking of making up for the proposal ceremony?
And such a big bouquet of pink roses is a bit... vulgar.
"Feng Moyan, what do you want to do? I'm warning you, don't embarrass yourself. I'm already eye-catching with my big belly, so don't do anything random!" Qian Qian saw Feng Moyan taking the bouquet, but didn't wait for him to implement his plan.
, he hurriedly warned, looking around in panic.
ah……
Someone was already looking in their direction.
Qianqian lowered her head and shrank back, wanting to hide in the car.
Wang Cheng heard this and explained: "Madam, Mr. Feng quickly asked me to buy a bouquet and send it over so that you would not have any regrets. How could such a romantic and sweet moment be so embarrassing?"
"What do you know! Two straight men!" Qian Qian cursed.
Wang Teshu picked his head, a little confused.
Seeing that she was about to shrink into the car, Feng Moyan was afraid that she would regret it and refuse, so he gave up the idea of kneeling down to propose and coaxed: "Then I won't propose, let's go in."
"Are you sure?"
"Do I dare to disobey you?" The man answered angrily and handed the bouquet to her, "The flowers are very beautiful. I give them to you. They are just right to hold in your arms to protect your stomach."
Qianqian's eyes lit up, "Huh? This is a good idea!"
Holding such a large bouquet of flowers in your arms is indeed a good disguise. Even if someone looks over, their eyes will be attracted by the bouquet.
"Then let's go."
The two walked hand in hand on the steps of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and various past events couldn't help but come to mind.
This is the third time she has set foot on this place in her life, and she wonders if there will be a fourth time.
Thinking of this, Qian Qian couldn't help but tease: "Feng Moyan, do you think we will come here again?"
Knowing what was going on in her mind, the man gently held her waist and said viciously: "No more! This is guaranteed to be the last time!"
"I still remember that the last time I came here, after completing the formalities, you left without looking back. You were in such a hurry that you seemed like you couldn't bear to be with me for one more second. Yang Caiyue was sitting in your passenger seat, and she looked at me at that time
His eyes were full of pride, provocation and sympathy."
"Qianqian, if you say another word, I promise to shut your mouth."
"..."
When the two entered the door, a staff member greeted them, "Mr. Feng? Congratulations! Please come to me."
"Thank you, sorry for the trouble." Feng Moyan was polite and approachable.
Qianqian followed him towards the office area inside and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
The man leaned over and whispered, "Didn't you say... you don't want to be discussed? Do it alone."
She opened her eyes wide, "Are you still enjoying privileges?"
"How can this be called a privilege? You have a special body and are treated differently. You are given a green channel by the Civil Affairs Bureau and are provided with humanized services."
"I believed your ghost..."
Feng Moyan smiled and didn't explain much.
Once inside, two staff members took away their IDs and took them to take registration photos.
Fortunately, I only looked at the part above the shoulders, and their clothes were quite suitable.
Happiness and sweetness come from the heart, the man is majestic, handsome and upright, the woman has exquisite facial features, radiant eyebrows, and both of them have sparkle in their eyes - without any help from the photographer, a perfect marriage registration photo is taken out quickly.