Chapter 9

Yesterday she was still sleeping at home. Who will tell her what happened during this period?

"Where is this fake made? It's very realistic." Ji Qianchen sneers and starts to talk. The voice lines shake.

Fingers touch the photo with the stamp on it, and the fundus of the eye is sour.

"Nine yuan, made by the Civil Affairs Bureau." Ling Xiaohan saw that she didn't believe it. He put the marriage certificate back in his pocket gently.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't admit it. Legal recognition is OK.

Ji Qianchen is not blind. This kind of certificate with formal number can be checked by the Civil Affairs Bureau to see whether it is true or not.

According to the current force of Ling Xiaohan, it's not a matter of minutes to catch his account book.

In this way, she became his legal wife, and everything was just like a dream.

So incredible!

Damn it, why does she have a little bit of happiness.

Quickly get rid of this idea that shouldn't have been. His eyes are wrapped with anger that almost scorches him and roars at him: "lingxiaohan, marriage is a matter of two people. Did you ask my opinion when you argued? And how did you get my account book and ID card? "

"Now, isn't it?" Ling Xiao's cold light brown eyes are full of light, clear as a spring, seriously staring at Ji Qianchen.

What a forerunner!

Ji Qianchen's cheeks are bulging and gnashing his teeth.

Leave Ling Xiaohan behind and rush into the house.

"Don Ji, tell me the truth. What did you do behind my back?"

Ji Chengfeng catches a glimpse of the beautiful figure at the door. The sharp voice reverberates in the whole villa.

"Xiao Luo, it suddenly occurred to me that there are still many things I need to deal with when I want to go back to the company. Qianchen and Xiaohan will take care of your students." Ji Chengfeng patted rob on the shoulder, picked up his briefcase, and slipped away from the back door in a flash.

Ji Qianchen walked into the room and saw rob standing there alone. He bowed respectfully: "little madam!"

Little lady!!!

He this shout, Ji Qianchen scalp hemp's brain benevolence all follows the pain, pulls a hair but moves the whole body.

"Stop, radish. I have a name, not shaoma."

"The young lady is the young master's wife. Naturally, I can't call your name directly, or the young master will make me miserable." Rob frowned and explained patiently.

"How bad is it?"

Ji Qianchen's cold eyes picked him up and stared at him directly.

"The picture is too bloody. It's better to shield the little lady."

"Oh, but I like stimulation best. Let me have a look." Ji Qianchen's lips are in a vicious arc.

The eyes are bright and black. I have a look at this stupid radish.

"Young lady, please forgive me." Rob frowned deeply and was in a dark mood. He stepped back step by step.

Ling Xiaohan comes in from the outside with his hands in his trouser pocket. His steps are steady as the wind. He is calm and his whole body is full of an innate incomparable.

He is still so charming, no, more charming than four years ago. Now he has a little more charm of a mature man.

Rob quickly fled to his side: "young master, all the betrothal gifts have been settled."

"Well." Ling Xiaohan scanned for a week, his eyes were burning, and finally his eyes fell on Ji Qianchen forever.

Her lips were red with anger, her hair was scattered, and the whole person had a different and moving flavor.