C43

At the entrance of the Civil Administration Bureau's building, Qiao Mu was completely awake. She propped her elbows on the window and stared blankly at the three words that flashed outside the window.

"Uncle, are you serious?"

Xi Muqiao glanced at Little Rascal in the rearview mirror and snorted coldly, "Uh-huh."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Qiao Mu made a squeaking sound as she fastened the leather seat. Her mind was in complete chaos. She was really going to register for marriage!

"Afraid that someone will go back on his word."

Qiao Mu rested a hand on her cheek. Her face was full of depression. "Am I the kind of person who goes back on her word?"

"If you go back on your word, who can compete with you, Qiao Mu, for first place?" The man tapped her long fingers on the steering wheel and turned to look at her with a smile.

"…"

Not everyone could recognize his iconic face like that little scoundrel. In order to not be watched by others, Xi Muqiao had called the Director of Civil Affairs in advance, purposely leaving the staff to work half an hour earlier. Right now, other than the two of them, there were only two other people in the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Inside the hall, Qiao Mu was combing her messy hair in the mirror. When she looked at the handsome, frosty, and handsome man in the mirror, she couldn't help but curse.

The b * tch behind the scenes heard Qiao Mu's mumbling. Her thin lips hooked up into a shocking light smile. She raised her hand to rub her manic hair. The look in her eyes were as gentle as water.

When taking the photo, Qiao Mu turned her head to look at the man sitting upright with a smile on his face. She coldly snorted in her heart. Old man, you're smiling so brightly, I'm going to steal your limelight. Thus, Qiao Mu opened her mouth, revealing her neat little white teeth.

To be able to take a wedding photo of a man standing at the top of River City, the staff member was so excited that his hands were unsteady. He took many more pictures before his face stiffened.

When the staff member was watching the film, he realized something strange. He knew that he must be in a good mood to register the marriage, but this was the first time he saw someone grinning like this. The two of them seemed to be taking a photo of the scenery.

Xi Muqiao looked at the photo with a strange expression on his face. It was one thing for Little Rascal to smile so happily, but why was she laughing like that? It was obvious that he was frowning when he was in the hall earlier.

He turned around and patted Qiao Mu's head. Lowering her head, he whispered into Qiao Mu's ear, "I know you're very happy to marry me, but when you take photos, you shouldn't be smiling like this. Calm down and go home."

Qiao Mu was ridiculed to the point of being at a loss for words. She pursed her lips and fiercely glared at the man.

Being glared at by Qiao Mu, Xi Muqiao's heart skipped a beat. If it wasn't for the fact that he was taking a photo, he would have pulled the little bastard into his arms and kneaded him.

Ten minutes later, the staff member asked Qiao Mu if she was willing to marry Xi Muqiao. Qiao Mu wanted to say no, but due to the man's threat, she could only nod, "Yes."

Then, the staff member asked Xi Muqiao the same question. She was still immersed in her 'yes' when she felt the man's warm and slightly callused hand cover her right hand and finally remain in a position where her fingers were tightly clenched.

When she turned her head, all she could see was the man's deep and handsome profile, his high nose bridge, and his fine chin. She saw the man's thin lips slightly parted, and then she heard the man's deep and gentle voice beside her.

"Yes."

Unlike his half-hearted words, Xi Muqiao had a serious expression and pious gaze, giving Qiao Mu a feeling that came from the bottom of his heart.

The word 'faint' caused her heart to tremble. It gently swayed on the surface of her calm heart, causing waves after waves of ripples to appear.

Her mouth suddenly felt parched and she wanted to kiss him. She was frightened by this thought and started to complain about Xi Muqiao.

Damn it! Why is a man so good-looking! Just look at that noble and cold handsome face. It was exquisite to the point that it didn't have the slightest flaw. Wasn't this monster a scourge!?

When she was paying, Qiao Mu insisted that Xi Muqiao not take out the money. She stuffed the black leather wallet back into the man's pocket and patted her chest. Qiao Mu was still able to take out the nine yuan.

"I'll pay for the marriage registration. When you bully me in the future, just think about it. I'm the one who paid for the registration. I have the confidence!"

As a result, he rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a handful of change. Xi Muqiao looked at the little bastard who was seriously counting the money with a lowered head, and pinched the space between his eyebrows, as if he wanted to leave immediately.

When he looked up again, he saw that the little bastard was holding the stack of bills and coins in his hands, looking at him with a pitiful expression.

"Uncle, can you lend me fifty cents? I only have eight and a half yuan."

The corner of Xi Muqiao's eyes twitched. He took out a hundred yuan note from his wallet and said, "I'll pay."

Qiao Mu forbade it and stepped in front of the man, pouting. "What's the point of being stingy? We're husband and wife after all. If you don't even lend me fifty cents, then we can go over there and take care of the divorce procedures."

Mubai's face was so dark that it seemed as if the ink was about to seep out. His temples throbbed violently. Damn, these two days were really too comfortable. He even dared to say such words and wanted to get a divorce? Dream on, she wouldn't even think about it in her life!

Seeing that the man didn't say anything, Qiao Mu took the wallet from his hands and flipped through it. It was all the same Grandpa Mao and she didn't have any change. She curled her lips in disdain and was extremely dissatisfied.

"Truly frightening. He doesn't even have fifty cents."

After saying that, he took out a hundred yuan note and stuffed it into his expensive wallet, then handed it back to Xi Muqiao while mumbling.

"I owe you ninety-one and fifty, and I'll pay you back when I get home."

When the surrounding staff saw this interesting scene, they wanted to laugh but did not dare to. They held back their shoulders and shrugged their shoulders. Madam Xi was simply too interesting!

Xi Muqiao's face was gloomy. He swore that this would definitely be the most embarrassing moment of his life!

Who the hell said that there must be fifty cents in the wallet! It wouldn't be normal if he had fifty cents in his wallet!

The cash inside was only prepared to help Little Rascal out from time to time after knowing her. He usually swiped his card! Card swipe!

With one hand grabbing two small red books and the other holding onto the little bastard, Xi Muqiao angrily walked out of the door. The little bastard was still struggling in his embrace as he shouted, "Ai ai, I haven't found my money yet, my one ninety-one dollar!"