On February , the dragon looked up.

On February 2nd of this year, there was even more excitement because Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu were going to live broadcast their wedding.

In the past, it was only popular in barbershops, but now it is even more popular on the Internet.

Many netizens who had been waiting for this wedding of the century suddenly discovered that Feng Yin's live broadcast room opened at six in the morning.

【So early? 】

[It’s okay, I got up very early for the wedding and needed makeup and stuff. 】

[It looks like he is driving. Where is Feng Yinren? 】

"Good morning, I'm here!"

Feng Yin, wearing a peaked cap, waved to the camera.

Sitting next to her is today's other protagonist, Cheng Yanqiu.

[Are you going to elope? 】

[If it were Feng Yin, he might be able to do such a thing. 】

Feng Yin just said good morning. I didn't expect netizens to come up with such a drama.

"There is no more elopement, let's go get the marriage certificate."

Feng Yin held up the hand that he and Cheng Yanqiu were holding, and explained to netizens why the two of them could go so early.

The main reason is because Feng Yin helped the marriage registration office. They handled special matters and the staff automatically worked overtime. No one could say anything.

"Get the marriage certificate and we're having a wedding."

"The entire wedding will be broadcast live. I must be the most beautiful bride!"

Although Feng Yin is very thick-skinned, netizens sent her blessings.

The morning was very fast, Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu came out very early, and within ten minutes of the live broadcast, they arrived at the marriage registration office.

As soon as I got off the bus, there were two bumps and colorful paper fireworks bloomed.

The staff at the marriage registration office came up and shouted congratulations, and a familiar group of people walked in. A series of procedures were completed very quickly.

Just before the staff stamped the seal, Cheng Yanqiu called someone.

A man in a suit walked in carrying several boxes, his serious face trying to force a smile.

"Feng Yin, this is the other half of my property. Now I will give it all to you. From now on, you will be responsible for raising me, okay?"

Feng Yin didn't know Cheng Yanqiu would do this today. After the two confirmed their relationship, she had signed over half of Cheng Yanqiu's property.

She tried to say something, but Cheng Yanqiu flattened her mouth in frustration.

"Don't you want to raise me? I'm so beautiful!"

Feng Yin couldn't help but laugh. Looking at Cheng Yanqiu who was pretending to be pitiful and aggrieved, she understood his heart.

He wanted the best for Feng Yin.

He knew that he would be ahead of Feng Yin, so he prepared everything for Feng Yin.

"Fool! I'll support you!"

"Your word, keep your word. From today on, I will eat soft rice."

What Cheng Yanqiu said was pride, and he asked Feng Yin to sign a document.

After signing, Cheng Yanqiu immediately looked at the staff at the marriage registration office and urged: "Hurry! We want it to be legal!"

After two bumps, the steel seal was sealed, and Cheng Yanqiu took the marriage certificate as if it were a treasure.

"So red is so beautiful."

Feng Yin simply handed the red notebook to Cheng Yanqiu.

"Keep it well. This is your long-term meal ticket. It will last a lifetime."

"Well, for life."

【What do you mean? All Cheng Yanqiu's property was given to Feng Yin? 】

[Marry and hand over property? Is this a real plot? 】

[Actually, it's very tragic that Cheng Yanqiu's health is really not good. 】

【Their life seems short. 】

For a while, netizens felt sad for the two of them. Love destined to be tragic always makes people feel heartbroken.

Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu walked out of the marriage registration office together, and they stood opposite each other.

"Mr. Cheng, please take care of me in the future."

"Mrs. Cheng, wait for me to marry you!" (End of Chapter)

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