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Han Qizheng went out for a long time, but she didn't suspect that he was going to use this opportunity to escape because of that unfamiliar promise of his. The sticky feeling on her body made her very uncomfortable. Han Qizheng wasn't back yet so she covered the blanket and went to the bathroom to take a shower. She simply sat back on the bed and waited for him. After who knows how long, she actually fell asleep.

When she woke up in a daze, Du Xiaoyu found that she was no longer in the hotel, but sitting in Han Qizheng's car, looking down at herself. She was neatly dressed, a bright red dress with bell-shaped sleeves.

"Why am I in the car?" she asked, puzzled.

"Heh, very clearly, I carried you up. You slept so deeply that you didn't even wake up when I changed your clothes, so I had no choice but to carry you out." Han Qizheng's tone of voice was always so casual.

Du Xiaoyu shyly covered her face. Heavens, what a disgrace. He had actually brazenly carried her out of the hotel. Wouldn't everyone be able to see their dubious expressions?

"Where are we going?" Du Xiaoyu asked, covering her face.

"Civil Affairs Bureau." These words were concise and concise.

"Civil Affairs Bureau? Wait a minute, I'll go myself, you can just drop me off by the side of the road. It was ridiculous to send someone else to marry him or her who had gone to bed the night before.

"If I get married, if I don't go to the scene, what will happen?" I really admire this woman's brain. Can a person get a marriage certificate?

"Are you going to get married?" Du Xiaoyu's expression was uglier than being struck by lightning.

"Hmm, looks like it. Do you like the color of the clothes?" The photo of the marriage certificate should be beautiful. " Han Qizheng looked at her and sincerely praised her. Without experiencing last night, he never knew that she was this beautiful.

"Alright, since it's along the way, then let's go together." Du Xiaoyu looked as if she was about to die. If he saw the eldest son of the Li family, he would inevitably mock her.

Han Qizheng turned his head to look at her slightly disappointed expression. He really thought that he was going to marry another woman, but he didn't know if she would faint from excitement later on, not hiding her narcissism at all. He loved himself so much.

This year happened to be the year when the government departments moved to the exclusive economic zone, and the Civil Affairs Bureau was also transferred to the economic zone. The location was not in the city, and there was only one vehicle on the wide street, which made the scene somewhat desolate, just like Du Xiaoyu's current mood, which was as cold as an icy cave.

Han Qizheng didn't explain too much. At this moment, his heart was in disarray. The woman he had avoided before was now his wife. He didn't hate her at all, he just cared about her family and had never been nice to her before.

But since yesterday, there had been a qualitative change between them. He discovered that when the status of a Du Family's daughter was left aside, she was attracting him. Last night's events were all so beautiful and fitting.

Surprisingly, when the car stopped in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau's entrance, Du Xiaoyu didn't see her anxious mother, nor did she see that silly Li Yi. There were only couples standing in the office hall, waiting for the employee to call their number plate.

There weren't many people who had come to register for their marriage. Even the large office hall seemed deserted. She searched for a long time but still couldn't find Xia Fang. Damn it, she didn't have an account book, so how could she go to register?

After looking around for a while, she still couldn't find her mother. She felt a little lucky that she didn't have to get married today. It would be great if she could delay the marriage. One more day of freedom.

Just as he was about to leave, Han Qizheng grabbed his hand. "It's not done yet. Where should we go?"

Du Xiaoyu curled her lips and said, "You can go by yourself. I won't be doing anything today and will be free for one more day. I'll be leaving first."

He took a few steps forward and found that his hand was still holding hers, so he stepped back. "You, why don't you let go of my hand first, otherwise how can I walk, you can't hold my hand to marry your wife, can you? "Stop messing around, just messing around for a day."

Han Qizheng speechlessly rolled his eyes at her. She could understand that her IQ was low, but if it became negative, then she would feel that she had let the masses down. He had already displayed it so clearly, so how could she not understand?

Looking at the number on the electronic display screen, he asked without thinking, "Who registered as number 24?"

A couple beside her looked up, a little confused. The boy said, "We are. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'll switch seats with you guys." Han Qizheng took out his wallet, took out a stack of cash and handed it over to the young man.

"My wife and I are in a hurry. Wait a moment with this number plate." Without saying anything further, he took the small ticket in the young man's hand and domineeringly pulled Du Xiaoyu into the wedding registration room.

The staff member sitting inside enthusiastically stretched out his hand and said, "We welcome both of you to come forward to register your marriage. Please show us your valid certificates."

"That, isn't me, it's him …" Du Xiaoyu pointed to the nearby Han Qizheng, indicating that she was not the one who needed to register.

Han Qizheng glanced at her and took out two account books from his jacket pocket. He handed it to the staff member, "Yes, I have the account book with me."

Du Xiaoyu clearly saw that her account book was in his hands and was somewhat at a loss. The name of the account book was posted when she was young. That's right, how could he have his own account book?

"Han Qizheng, how did you get my account book?" she asked in surprise.

"Shh, your mom gave it to me. Did I steal your family's stuff? Quickly get the beauty to register for us. She's still waiting for lunch!" Han Qizheng pretended to look at his watch.

The staff saw his anxiety and looked at Du Xiaoyu's childish face. He thought to himself, "Why is it so popular to look for a cute little wife these days?" Judging from her haughty attitude, he knew that she must have been doted upon by this handsome dude.

"Miss, please give me your ID card. Please fill out the form first. It will be ready in a moment." The staff member put the two forms in front of them with a smile on his face and asked them to fill it out.

Faced with the confused Du Xiaoyu, Han Qizheng took the bag from her hand, took out his ID and handed it to the staff, "My apologies, my wife is young and her IQ isn't fully developed, don't be offended."

"Who's young? I'm already 22, alright?" Du Xiaoyu, who had been unable to grasp the crux of the problem, blurted out.

"Oh, 22, I always thought you were underage!" This wasn't a deliberate misinterpretation from Han Qizheng. He really thought Du Xiaoyu was 20 years old. Who told her to be so young and always be so ignorant?