Chapter 3 Obtaining the Certificate

Luo Qingqiao was brought in by Zhou Fan for no apparent reason and heard him say to the person who registered the marriage: "Yes, let's get the certificate."

Realizing belatedly what he was about to do, she said in surprise: "Are you kidding me?"

"Even if you want to tease me, there is no need to create a fake Civil Affairs Bureau out of thin air. The cost is too high."

Zhou Fan tugged on his tie and said impatiently: "I never joke with others."

The wedding photo with a red background shows Luo Qingqiao with her lipstick all over and her eyes confused.

As for Zhou Fan next to her, he also looked unhappy, as if he was about to get angry and hurt someone at the next moment.

Anyone who sees this marriage certificate will feel that they were forced.

Even the people from the Civil Affairs Bureau had to confirm again and again before they dared to apply for certificates for them.

Luo Qingqiao, who walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau holding a marriage certificate, still hadn't recovered.

Where was it in the cloud just now? That's it.

Even if you have a freshly minted marriage certificate in your hand.

She still has no real sense of becoming Mrs. Zhou.

A bunch of big stars fought hard for the position, and it just fell into his hands so easily?

"Zhou Fan, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to trick you." He said impatiently, "Are you satisfied with the answer you want?"

His mobile phone rang, and after answering the call, Luo Qingqiao heard a sweet female voice.

"Okay, I'll go find you."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Fan looked at her: "Can I go home?"

Luo Qingqiao looked complicated and nodded: "I can sit on the bus..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Fan drove away.

Luo Qingqiao, who had eaten a lot of car exhaust, coughed a few times, covered her chest and backed away, thinking that this was the scene she should have when she and Zhou Fan reunited.

But the quality marriage certificate in her hand reminded her all the time that she and Zhou Fan, who were supposed to hate each other, had become newlyweds.

I don’t know what Zhou Fan is thinking.

But when they were together, she could never see through this person.

There is no point in dreaming. It is better to think about how to face your parents when you get home.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, and the phone call from home has been called.

Luo Qingqiao was frightened when she saw her mother's call. She made mental preparations for a long time before she dared to answer the call.

"Qingqiao! What's going on with you? Did your sister-in-law tell me that your blind date today's nose is not the nose, the eyes are not the eyes, and you even paid a duck to come over and act?"

"Do you have to make me mad to death before you give up? What kind of partner would satisfy you? Do you know how many times your mother will be poked in the spine if you don't get married?"

After the harsh words, there were familiar soft words again: "Qingqiao, mom is doing this for your own good. If you get married early, have a child, and live a happy life, mom can rest assured even if she dies."

Hire a duck actor?

Does Zhou Fan know what he is being treated as?

Luo Qingqiao couldn't help laughing.

But smiling and laughing, she cried again.

Tears fell on the marriage certificate, blurring the appearance in the photo.

"Mom, I'm married. I just came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau after receiving the certificate."

Wang Lanni asked in surprise: "With whom?"

Luo Qingqiao didn't know how to introduce Zhou Fan.

In her silence, her mother then asked, "Are you making up lies to deceive me?"

She took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "With her ex-boyfriend."

"Why didn't I know when we were talking to whom?"

"Mom, I have to go back to the company to work, so I won't talk about it for now."

Randomly finding an excuse to hang up the phone, Luo Qingqiao slowly squatted down, hugged her knees, and burst into silent tears.

The street lights that had not yet been turned on did not protect her from the rain. When the drizzle began to drift, she was drenched and turned into a homeless puppy who had fallen into the water.

The roar of the sports car sounded again, and the car lights pierced the continuous drizzle and hit her. Even if she couldn't see clearly, it was still dazzling.