Just when Sang Muhan was confused, someone knocked on the door of the ward.
Two men in blue work uniforms walked in.
He greeted Lu Wenzhou politely: "Mr. Lu, we have brought everything here. We have taken the photos of you and Mrs. Lu last time. All we need to do is sign and we can issue you a marriage certificate."
Lu Wenzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the surprised little woman in his arms, pinched her cheek gently, and said with a smile: "I think grandma is right, if I don't give you a title, the child will be born, so, I thought it would be better to choose the day than to hit it, so I called people over. Anyway, there is only one last step left, you are mine, Mrs. Lu, are you ready?"
Joy had not yet gotten over the Sang Yu incident, and she was suddenly given the certificate. She looked at Lu Wenzhou with surprise and joy.
There was unconcealable joy in his voice: "Lu Wenzhou, there won't be any mistakes this time, right?"
Lu Wenzhou looked at her with some distress: "No, in one minute, you will be my legitimate wife, Lu Wenzhou, and the matron of our Lu family. Ms. Joy, are you willing to marry me, regardless of poverty or wealth, regardless of health?" No matter how sick you are, are you willing to stay with me and never leave me?"
Joey's eyes were a little moist: "I do."
Lu Wenzhou put the pen into Joey's hand, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Then sign, Mrs. Lu."
Joey's fingertips were trembling a little, feeling like he was in a dream.
Their marriage certificate can be said to be full of twists and turns.
Every time when the critical moment comes, something always happens.
Just in case, Joey quickly signed his name and handed it to Lu Wenzhou: "I've signed it, it's your turn."
Lu Wenzhou smiled: "Are you so eager to be my Mrs. Lu?"
With a stroke of his pen, he quickly signed his name on the paper.
The staff took out two red notebooks, pasted the photos they had prepared, and then stamped them with a steel seal.
With a smile on his face, he handed it to Lu Wenzhou: "Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu, congratulations. I wish you a son soon and a long life together."
Lu Wenzhou looked at the brand new marriage certificate, couldn't help but rub the photo on it with his fingertips, and said with a smile, "You already have your son, and all that's left is to grow old together."
"Then this is a double happiness for you, Mr. Lu, so happy and congratulatory."
The smile on Lu Wenzhou's face gradually grew thicker, and he raised his chin towards Chen Zhuo.
Chen Zhuo immediately accepted the order, took out two large red envelopes from his bag, and handed them to the staff: "This is from Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu. When you go out, you will follow my instructions, do you understand?"
Looking at the thick red envelope, the staff's eyes instantly lit up.
He immediately took it with both hands and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu. I have no reason not to accept this joy. Don't worry, I will do as you told me."
After saying that, he turned around and left knowingly.
Joey was looking at the marriage certificate carefully and was about to put it in his bag when suddenly his hand was empty and the marriage certificate was taken away.
She immediately rushed over to grab it: "You have it yourself, why do you want to grab it from me? Give it back to me."
Lu Wenzhou slowly put the two marriage certificates into his pocket and said plausibly: "I'm afraid you'll lose them, so I'll keep them for you."
Sang Muhan, who had been standing aside to watch the show, couldn't help but sneer a few times.
"He is afraid that you will divorce him, so he wants to hide it. I don't know this bitch yet. He is scheming and shady. It's pitiful that you are so simple. You are no match for him."
Lu Wenzhou raised his eyebrows and looked at him disapprovingly: "Didn't you say anything when you saw us receiving the certificates? Why did Yiyi call you uncle just now?"
One sentence made Sang Muhan speechless.
He knew this brat would be difficult to deal with.
But seeing the two of them finally succeeding in cultivation, he was also happy.
Although he can't recognize Yiyi yet, he will still give him as much as he deserves.
Sang Muhan took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Joey, with a complicated look in his eyes.
"Yiyi, this is from my uncle. Take it and buy some things for your wedding. When you get married, your grandma and I still have gifts to give."
Joey immediately shook his head: "This is too much, I can't have it, I accept your wish."
But as soon as she finished speaking, Lu Wenzhou took the card out of Sang Muhan's hand and stuffed it into Joey's pocket.
"Silly wife, you can't refuse the money someone gives you. It's not good for us. We should accept whatever you give us, do you understand?"
"How come I've never heard this before?"
"You are a little girl, who would tell you this? Just take it. This is my uncle's wish."
Sang Muhan's tense heart finally relaxed.
After coming out of the ward, he immediately called Mrs. Sang.
There was unconcealable excitement in her voice: "Mom, Yiyi and Wenzhou have received their certificates. You and my dad should prepare the dowry quickly and give it to her when they get married."
After hearing the news, Mrs. Sang and Mr. Sang rummaged through the boxes and cabinets all night long.
Find all the rare treasures hidden under the box.
Looking at the large and small gift boxes, the old lady kept shaking her head.
"No, we have to go to the mall tomorrow to have a look. Although these things are valuable, the styles are old and only suitable for collection. We want to buy some of the most popular styles at the moment. When my granddaughter gets married, I will make her look good."
Mr. Sang smiled and agreed: "Yes, I will accompany you to buy limited editions. Our Yiyi must wear the best ones."
That night, in order to cheer up Lu Wenzhou, Joey brought people from the Civil Affairs Bureau to the hospital to get a marriage license with Lu Wenzhou. News that Lu Wenzhou regained consciousness on the spot quickly spread throughout the Internet.
Seeing the news, Xu Yan, who had just gotten off the operating table, couldn't help but smile.
"You bitch, in order to deceive your wife, you can even think of this method."
He took out his cell phone and called Han Zhiyi, wanting to share the joy with her.
Han Zhiyi was filming a movie, and his cell phone kept ringing.
The little assistant couldn't help but remind: "Zhiyi, Dr. Xu has called you three times. Do you want to answer the phone in case there is an emergency?"
Han Zhiyi didn't hesitate at all: "Tell him, I'm filming and have no time to talk to him."
The assistant answered the phone truthfully and said in a low voice: "Dr. Xu, Zhiyi is filming a movie and she has no time to talk to you."
Hearing this tone, Xu Yanzhi knew it was Han Zhiyi and asked, "Where is she filming? I'll go find her."
"In room 1808 of the Royal Hotel."
Hearing this address, Xu Yan's eyes widened instantly: "Why are you in the hotel?"
The assistant was a little confused: "Huh? This scene is about the heroine taking the initiative to seduce her ex-boyfriend in order to take revenge on her ex-boyfriend. Of course it's in the hotel."
Xu Yan couldn't help but tighten his grip on the phone, and his voice became a little hoarse.
"How to seduce him, do you want to go to bed?"
The assistant chuckled and said: "Although there is no actual relationship, the male protagonist appears wrapped in a bath towel, with eight-pack abs and long straight legs. The female protagonist accidentally falls into his arms, ah ah ah, It hasn’t been filmed yet, so I’m really looking forward to it.”
Hearing her description, Xu Yan couldn't sit still anymore.
Grabbing my coat, I headed straight to the filming location.
