"Master, the Civil Affairs Bureau has arrived. Master?"
After the driver shouted several times, Sikong Jingqiu finally woke up. He stretched out his hand to pluck the hair from his forehead and opened his eyes, "Uh? We're here?"
"yes."
"I know." Sikong Jingqiu stretched out, crossed his long legs, got out of the car and walked to Haiyue, then turned back to the driver and said, "Bring in the briefcase from the car for me." [
Then, before Yi Haiyue could react, he reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Haiyue struggled reflexively and wanted to retreat, but the next second, all her movements were stopped because of Sikong Jingqiu's next words.
Sikong Jingqiu said: "You don't want people from the Civil Affairs Bureau to think we are here for divorce, right?"
In this way, Haiyue was taken into the Civil Affairs Bureau by Sikong Jingqiu.
Because they were in a hurry when they left, they didn't bring any photos with them. The two took photos at the snapshot service at the registration office, successfully completed the procedures, and left the Civil Affairs Bureau.
For the moment, she still couldn't accept the fact that she had married Sikong Jingqiu. Haiyue stared at the red book in her hand in confusion. Slowly, her eyes couldn't help but turn red. From today on, it is really impossible for her and Yunyan to be together.
Bar.
"What's so interesting about this?" Sikong Jingqiu leaned over and was about to take away the red book in her hand. When he saw Haiyue's red eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Is it so painful to marry him? His deep eyes sunk slightly in displeasure. Without thinking, Sikong Jingqiu took the notebook from Haiyue's hand and threw it into his briefcase. He turned around and pulled the man into his arms.
Lifting her chin, he asked her to look directly at him, the lines at the corners of her lips were a little tight, "Is it so uncomfortable to marry me?"
Haiyue's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly came back from her thoughts, shaking her head vigorously, "No, no, it's just... I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable."
"Really?" Sikong Jingqiu looked at Haiyue for a long time, then stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. As expected, he touched a patch of wetness. His pupils sank, and a trace of anger flashed, "I'm not used to it.
Can’t help crying?”
Haiyue looked at her gloomy face, and her heart trembled slightly. She quickly reached out to wipe her eyes and said, "No, no, I just don't know how to tell my parents..."