After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

CHAPTER 20

The two rushed in before the Civil Affairs Bureau got off work.

The little girl behind the counter was packing materials when she heard footsteps without raising her head.

"It's ten minutes before get off work. I don't have time to fill out the form. Come back tomorrow."

Qi Jinran went straight to the counter.

The little girl caught a glimpse of the man approaching in the corner of her light, raised her head impatiently, and was stunned when she saw Qi Jinran's handsome face.

"Ten minutes is enough, we fill out the form quickly."

The man's voice was low and pleasant.

Wen Yuan stuck his face out from behind Qi Jinran and said embarrassedly, "Please, I'm really sorry."

Looking at these two handsome guys, the little girl lost her temper.

"Okay, go ahead, fill out the form first, and prepare the account book and ID card."

Because they are all in a hurry to get off work, the efficiency of the staff has become extraordinarily high.

As soon as the form was filled out, Qi Jinran and Wen Yuan went to the room to take pictures. They were all wearing formal dresses today, which was unexpectedly appropriate for a wedding photo with a red background.

The photographer didn't even bother to edit the picture, so he adjusted the light and uploaded the picture to the system.

bang.

The bright red stencil was covered, and the red marriage certificate was handed to them.

The little girl smiled.

"I hope the two gentlemen will get along well for a hundred years."

Wen Yuan held the marriage certificate, as if he was still dreaming, with a dazed expression on his face.

Qi Jinran was much calmer than him. He took back the household registration book with a calm expression, put it in his coat pocket, opened the marriage certificate in his hand and glanced at it.

In the photo, the shoulders of the two are close together, which is indescribably intimate.

Finally, this person belongs to him. No one can covet anymore.

He smiled involuntarily.

Wen Yuan did not capture that short-lived smile. When he looked at Qi Jinran, the latter had returned to his usual calm expression.

"Jin Ran...that..."

From the moment he got in the car, Wen Yuan had a bunch of things he wanted to say in his heart. He didn't even know where to start.

"What do you want to ask?" Qi Jinran looked at him.

He probably guessed what Wen Yuan was struggling with.

"Why are you suddenly... wanting to get a certificate from me today?"

Wen Yuan couldn't help but think of Zhou Yunqing. Could it be that his appearance stimulated Qi Jinran somewhere?

"Anyway, we are all going to get married. Does it matter if we get the certificate early and late?" Qi Jinran's tone was calm.

"so."

Wen Yuan found out that he might be being affectionate, but Qi Jinran hadn't explained the kiss on the corridor just now. Do you want to ask yourself?

Glancing at Qi Jinran's face secretly, his eyes fell on his pale red lips, and Wen Yuan remembered the moment that made his knees go weak.