Although the voice of the public can be lowered, it is inevitable that it will be heard by both of them.

Luo Chenxi didn't respond.

Anyway, what everyone scolds is Luo Chenxin, not her. She has no psychological burden at all.

However, Mu Yichen gave the director a cold glance and said, "I think... What I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau today should be confidential! I hope you can respect the privacy of my wife and me. "

The director was awed and said quickly, "please rest assured, Mr. Mu and Mrs. mu, that all the staff and I will keep a secret about your visit to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and not a word will be passed on to the outside."

He said with a look of fear, secretly relieved that his answer is quite appropriate, should be able to let Mu Da Shao satisfaction.

But who knows, Mu Yichen heard, not only did not feel happy, but some gloomy face.

"When did I say you need to keep it secret? My marriage is aboveboard, not a secret marriage! It's just that I don't want to hear anyone slander my wife again. I don't want to hear a word! "

"Yes, yes! Mu Dashao, i... I understand. "

The director said clearly, but he was even more confused in his mind.

Rich people are really... Too fickle!

This is to spoil Luo Chen's heart!

It's quite different from the man I saw on TV some time ago

Mu Yichen didn't speak any more. Holding the little woman in her arms, she went directly into the hall of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The hall has been cleared. There is no one else except the staff.

Mu Yichen just put Luo Chenxi down and let her sit in front of the desk in the registration office.

He pushed the marriage registration application form to Luo Chenxi, put the pen into her hand, and spewed out a word succinctly: "write!"

Luo Chenxi is closely watched by him. She feels like a little white rabbit being watched by a fierce tiger. The whole person is not good.

Bite bite lip petal, helpless way: "write, I didn't say not to write..."

Although she gave a guarantee, Mu didn't believe it and still kept an eye on her.

Luo Chenxi did not dare to neglect, squeezed the pen in her hand and filled it out quickly.

Name: Luo Chenxi age: 23 Occupation: fashion designer work unit: Design Department of SL group headquarters

See her neat handwriting, one by one to fill in clearly, Mu Yichen this just relaxed.

Take out another pen and start filling out your own form.

After filling out the form, Mu Yichen takes out their Hukou books.

Luo Chenxi has been too lazy to think about why her Hukou book is in Mu Yichen's hands.

Her account book has been kept in the apartment on Tianhe Road.

The man must have stolen it while living in her house for a few days

So, today's licensing incident is not unexpected, but... Someone has been planning for a long time.

The director took two people's forms, scanned one eye, was stunned.

Because the name of the woman on the form is not "Luo Chenxin" he expected, but "Luo Chenxi"!

"Well, Mrs. mu, did you write the wrong name? Or did you change your name? Then the former name must be written clearly... "The director asked subconsciously.

Mu Yichen narrowed his eyes, and his face was full of impatience.