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The staff member really only thought of Du Xiaoyu as a young girl. Seeing that she was hesitating, he enthusiastically told her where to fill in the form. Du Xiaoyu was signed by the two of them in unison, so she bewilderedly took the notebook.

Only when Du Xiaoyu was brought back to Han Qizheng's apartment and sat on the sofa that did she clearly realize that she was married. However, the groom was not that fool.

After returning home, Han Qizheng went to the kitchen. Just now, before coming up, he went to the supermarket and bought a bunch of food, this seemed to be the first time he bought food at home since he moved here. In the past, he always went to his big brother's house to eat and drink, but now he had to prepare some.

He opened the refrigerator and found nothing but wine. He called to her from the kitchen, "Can you do me a favor?"

At this moment, Du Xiaoyu was looking at the lights to see if those two marriage certificates were real or fake. Was she really married to him? Seeing that he didn't get an answer, Han Rui walked out of the kitchen. Seeing that she was just acting like an idiot, he walked up to her and took the marriage certificate from her, then put it into his apron pocket.

"Stop looking, really, hurry up and do me a favor. Clean up the fridge so that I can free myself to cook for you. Aren't you hungry!?"

He forcefully pulled her into the kitchen and pointed to the big and small bags on the floor. "Put all of them into the fridge. Put away the extra packaging and bags."

Du Xiaoyu responded and roughly tore off the excess packaging on the ground. She only separated the frozen and fresh food and threw them all in. She waved her hand and said, "We're finished."

As Han Qizheng listened to his family's' 3-star refrigerator, 'he felt no sense of beauty as he was stuffed into a pile of food. How awkward was he?

"You're really stupid!" Han Qizheng squatted down to pick up the mess. He originally wanted to ask her for a favor and quickly prepare some food, but he didn't expect that he would become even more flustered.

As he was cleaning up, Du Xiaoyu also squatted beside him. She tilted her head and asked, "Han Qizheng, why is that so?"

Han Qizheng looked at her indifferently and said indifferently, "Didn't I sleep with you yesterday?"

Du Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat. So this was the reason. There was a hint of hidden pain on her blank face. She stood up with great difficulty and stopped asking.

When she was about to turn around and leave, Han Qizheng grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. Her eyes lit up as he rubbed her face. "Goldbean is so worthless. I cried and teased you. Don't you want me to take responsibility for you?"

Du Xiaoyu choked with sobs and shook her head: "A marriage without love, I would rather not. This way, I would return the pain even more. I would rather stay with a fool and not be disappointed. I don't need to see you stay by another woman's side every day."

"I won't do that again. There's no other woman, just you." Hold her face, promise her.

"But why? Don't you always hate me?" She would never forget the look of disgust on his face when he saw her. Was this sudden change just because of this one-night stand?

You drank too much yesterday. Although I also drank wine, I slept with you in a conscious state, so it's true that I have responsibilities towards you, but there are a lot of women who sleep with me, so logically speaking, I have responsibilities towards every single one of them. However, I think you're the only one responsible.

Having said that, Han Qizheng's hand that was resting on her shoulder suddenly stopped for a moment before opening his mouth again. "Before …" It's just that I don't like your mother for what I've done to you. She's too much like my mother, too eager for quick success, too greedy. I reject her. "

So it turned out that all these years he had had a fake dislike and rejection towards her. He forcefully pushed her away and cried out to her, "Han Qizheng, you bastard, you're the biggest bastard in the world."

She ran out of the kitchen, opened the door and ran out. Han Qizheng quickly ran out to chase after her. Coincidentally, an elevator came up, Du Xiaoyu entered it, while Han Qizheng was a step too late. There was only one elevator on each floor, so he chased after her through the nearby fire escape. The woman's footsteps were always much slower, so he quickened his pace and finally caught up with her at the entrance of the residential complex.

"Xiao Yu, don't go." He was panting heavily. He had been in too much of a hurry to run just now.

"Let me go, I'm going home." Du Xiaoyu was so angry that she wanted to struggle free of his hand, but he refused to let go no matter what.

Annoyed, she directly bit down on his large hand until she felt the taste of blood in his mouth. Only then did she loosen her mouth, but he still didn't let go.

Looking at the clear teeth marks and the blood stains on his hand, her heart ached tightly, "Are you stupid? Why didn't you let go?

As if he hadn't heard her, he put his other hand on her arm and said, "Have you bitten enough? "When you're done venting your anger, go home. I haven't even started cooking!"

If it was any other man who had said such words to a woman, as a spectator, she would definitely be moved to death. However, it was he, the man who had caused her the most pain.

"If you only said that you wanted to be responsible for me before marrying, I could still feel better, but you made me become a punching bag for so many years. You hate my mom, you go find her, why are you targeting me? I love you, and yet you are using my pride to trample on me. Han Qizheng, you're a bastard." Because it was daytime, her hysterical release attracted everyone's attention. Those who didn't know what happened would think that Han Qizheng was a heartless person.

However, the funny thing was that Han Qizheng was still wearing his kitchen apron and light slippers, making him look like a good gentleman and a good man at home.

Thus, in their eyes, Du Xiaoyu was like a young woman who was acting spoiled towards her husband. She was acting crazy, waiting for her husband to show weakness.

Beside her, an elderly aunt walked up to her and advised, "Little girl, hurry up and go home. Stop messing around. Your husband is still cooking. Don't be willful."

Du Xiaoyu looked at her and the people around her. They all seemed to have this kind of view. She turned around and angrily glared at him, as if to say, Look, it's all because of you.

Han Qizheng saluted and thanked his relatives, then released Du Xiaoyu's arms and carried her home. "I'm telling you to stop messing around, you're just so willful. I'll take care of you when we get home."

"Bastard, Han Qizheng, let me down." Du Xiaoyu struggled fiercely on his shoulder. Han Qizheng only felt that the bones on his shoulder were hurting him, so he quickened his steps and ran home as fast as he could.