Going to the Civil Affairs Bureau seems to only be for getting married or divorced, can’t really do anything else, right?
The man sitting inside the car leaned back slightly, his posture relaxed, his gaze cold and profound as it fell directly on Song Qiao who had just entered the building. Hearing Gu Xicheng’s words, he humd softly with a hint of amusent in his tone: "Hmm, getting married!"
"Holy shit! No way!" Gu Xicheng was so scared that he fell out of bed onto the floor, and for a mont he even forgot to get up, his voice filled with panic: "What kind of sick international joke are you playing on this early in the morning? Are you bullying because I’m not fully awake and scaring so I can’t continue to sleep? This joke isn’t funny at all... But Lu Jingchen, you don’t really an it, do you?"
At this mont, Gu Xicheng lay on the ground and refused to get up, worried that he would get scared by Lu Jingchen again and fall down, which would be a loss!
Lu Jingchen, holding his phone, furrowed his brow with a displeasure and even disgust in his tone: "When have I ever told a lie?"
On the other end of the phone, there ca a loud bang as if sothing had been hit, followed imdiately by a howl from Gu Xicheng, clearly in real pain!
Lu Jingchen pulled the phone away from his ear, genuinely puzzled. Was marrying such a reason for overreaction?
"Today must be April Fool’s Day, no way, I’m going back to sleep!" Gu Xicheng suddenly felt convinced that Lu Jingchen must be joking; otherwise, how could a man who had been called a perpetual monk since university suddenly decide to get married?
Hearing Gu Xicheng’s words, Lu Jingchen felt a headache coming on. He could picture Gu Xicheng’s deflated expression and couldn’t help but snicker, saying: "Marriage is a serious matter; do you think I would joke about that?"
"How can you decide to get married without discussing it with us?" Gu Xicheng objected: "Do you not consider us your brothers anymore?"
Lu Jingchen: "I am the one getting married, not you. Why should I discuss it with you?"
"You..." Gu Xicheng was almost spitting blood and found himself unable to retort, finally gritting his teeth and asking: "Where are you right now?"
"Waiting for my marriage partner to grab the household registration book!" The reply ca without a second thought: "Bring my household registration book and ID to the Civil Affairs Bureau within half an hour, you know where I keep them!"
...
As Song Qiao was looking for her household registration book and ID, she was still a bit dazed. When she ca down and saw the man sitting in the back of the car looking at her, and then looked at the household registration book and ID in her hand, she felt even more bewildered!
Is she really about to marry this man she randomly pulled off the street? Why does it feel like she’s dreaming?
"How much longer are you planning to stand there and stare at ?" The man was still sitting in the back, the car door open, his casual posture exuding an effortless elegance!
Song Qiao imdiately turned around, rushed over but didn’t imdiately get into the car. Instead, she stood beside the car looking at the incredibly handso man inside, biting her lip slightly: "Um... are we really going to get married?"
Why does it suddenly feel like she’s jumping into a pit of fire?
But only later did Song Qiao realize she wasn’t jumping into a pit of fire, but rather delivering herself to a wolf!
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