Chapter 729

On the contrary, what has been registered in China will not be recognized in L country.

Isn't Bai Mohan the only one who has obtained the certificate in China with her? Since both sides are in charge of their own affairs, how can she get bigamy?

She is puzzled, strange ground points to white Mo han to ask: "he bigamy?"

"Yes." The old lady nodded her head with certainty.

The white ink cold facial expression suddenly ugliness rises, in the black eye irrepressible sink cold one, "how can I bigamy?"

He understood the old lady's meaning, that is, he had registered in L country.

The old lady raised her eyelids and gave him a look of disdain

White Mo Han frowned and his face became darker. He asked coldly, "are you sure you're not talking nonsense? You'd better confirm it carefully. You'd better not delay my registration because of your mistakes. I won't complain about you because you are old. "

This is very impolite. The old lady turned black after hearing it.

She has been working here for more than 30 years. She has never seen such a young man in front of her. She is not law-abiding and has such a strong spirit.

Angry she Shua ground to stand up, righteously point to white Mo Han way: "young man, you are very dishonest, in that case, I don't have to help you hide anything, I want to tell the truth to this young lady, let her know your true face."

White ink cold thin cold lips taunt to tilt up, cold face a taunt color: "I would like to hear what your truth is."

Kuang Yi released his hand and looked at the old lady nervously. "I also want to know how he got remarried?"

As soon as the voice fell, her hand was once again held by a warm hand. He frowned and was slightly displeased. "Darling, don't listen to her. Have I registered? I don't know. I need someone to tell me?"

The old lady snorted coldly, pointed to Bai Mohan and said, "half a year ago, you brought a woman here to register. I'm very impressed. That woman's surname is Lu, l-u." She read it in separate letters.

White ink cold listen of a Zheng.

Look at the old lady's look, methodical, not like a lie.

But what she said, he was really at a loss.

Lu is not a common surname. If he knows a woman surnamed Lu, he will be impressed, not to mention bringing a woman surnamed Lu to register.

He narrowed his eyes, and his inquiring eyes fell on the old lady's face, trying to analyze whether she meant it or had something hidden.

"When you came over, my computer was just good or bad, and I registered it for you manually. Later, when you left, I added your information to the computer once again, so I was very impressed. Your surname is Bai, and your wife's surname is Lu. You can't be wrong!"

Then she turned on the computer, quickly entered the month half a year ago, and pressed the enter button, "no, there are 208 couples registered in that month, and you are one of them. The name you registered at that time is Bai Yichen. It's not Bai Mohan at all. It's too cunning."

The old lady glared at Bai Mohan with a kind of strong condemnation.

In L country, the marriage registration is very loose. Foreigners can get the red copy as long as they register. It's very simple. They don't need to bring any ID card and household registration book like they do in China, and all kinds of things to prove their identity.

In fact, in most places abroad, there is no such wonderful thing as ID card and residence card. Citizens belong to the whole country, and they will not be limited to people in which province just because of one registered permanent residence.

But this kind of loose system has relative defects.

That is, it's easy to be confused when something goes wrong. Now it seems a little confused.

"Why do you say that Bai Yichen is me?" White Mo Han sneers, "is it because we are all surnamed Bai?"

"I won't forget your appearance. There are your photos in the computer. You can see them if you don't believe it."

Then the old lady turned the photo up, turned the desktop computer around, and let the screen face out of the window. "This lady, please open your eyes. The man around you has ulterior motives and is a habitual criminal of deceiving feelings!"

Kuang Yi took a look.

At that moment, he froze uncontrollably.

She turned her head slowly, looked at Bai Mohan inconceivably, and then quickly put away his hand, "what's the matter with Bai Mohan? Why is the person in the photo you, I want your explanation! "

White Mo Han is also stunned, even he also stayed a few seconds, can't believe that the person in the photo how can be him.

He was dull for two seconds. Suddenly, he frowned, "look carefully, it's still not me."

Kuang Yi took another look, as if something was different, but she didn't say much.

However, Bai Mohan suddenly sneered, "this man is my father, not me."

He raised his head to the staff, "you can see if his registered date of birth is 1965. My father's birthday is August 1965, blood type B. in addition, his hair on his temples is gray. He may have dyed it with some disposable hair dye before registering for photography."When he said these words, his voice was cold and his face was like frost.

Kuang Yiyi stood beside him and could not help feeling that the temperature around him was a few degrees lower.

After Bai Mohan said that, she looked at the picture on the computer screen again, and this time looked at the man's eyebrows and eyes, and carefully distinguished them from Bai Mohan.

In fact, the difference between Bai Mohan and Bai Lizhen is even greater. After all, there is a difference of several decades, which is impossible to be distinguished.

But after all, the photos are flat. When they are properly decorated, they can't show wrinkles at all. In addition, if you dye your hair black, it really looks like white ink cold at first glance.

Just now even she was passed, not to mention the old lady.

Half a year ago, she could barely remember the general faces of the two Bai people.

Hearing this, the old lady's face changed slightly. She lowered her head and looked at the registration information again.

After watching for a long time, she frowned, and her tone was uncertain. "If it's a father and son, then, then..."

Bai Mohan gives the old lady a cold look. Then he pulls Kuang Yiyi out without saying a word. His face is cold. Looking at the air in front of him, his eyes are sharp, and he doesn't know what he's thinking.

After this episode, Kuang Yi doesn't want to pursue those little romance any more. Instead of mentioning the registration, he follows Bai Mohan in silence.

She can walk as fast as he can.

After walking for more than half an hour, she was hungry, but the man walked quickly.

She carefully hooked the white ink cold thumb, "husband."

White Mo cold slants a head, suddenly stopped a pace, "eh, tired?"

Kuang Yiyi shook his head and asked in a low voice, "how do you plan to do this?"

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