The president bans love: the substitute lady is a paparazzi

Chapter 31 37 Three-year husband and wife contract

When she walked to the table made of pure glass, she looked at Duan Murui suspiciously, then moved as far away from him as possible, and used her hands to sign the contract.

Although the A4 paper is not thick, it feels good when you wipe it.So this stack of high-quality luxury contracts came into Xia Yan's hands.

However, the inconceivable content probably far outweighed the amazement this paper brought her.

Three-year conjugal contract.

What the hell? !
Xia Yan looked at the expressionless Duanmurui who was not far away in astonishment, feeling that his whole mind was muddled, and he couldn't even ask any questions.

"What? Can't you understand?" Duan Murui sat down, with his arms outstretched and resting on the handle of the sofa, and he raised his legs very naturally, showing a sense of vigor.

"Mr. Duanmu, one, I really don't understand the meaning of the above, and two, if there is anything else, please let my dad go first!" Xia Yan stood where he was, and put the contract on the table again, solemnly Said.

Since I want to sign a contract, I must have capital now. Although I don't even know what the capital is, the contract is related to the interests of both parties. From the analysis of Duanmurui's insidiousness, this contract may only be a relationship to his benefit.

"You don't seem to be qualified to negotiate terms with me now." Duan Murui played with the tail ring on his little finger, his expression became a little serious.

Sure enough, he couldn't hold back even this small thought, and it was still seen through by him at a glance.

Xia Yan's spine seemed to be drained all of a sudden, and he sat on the sofa dejectedly, squinting his eyes: "I am the one who offended you, and please ask Mr. Duanmu to release my father. What conditions do you have? Speak."

The original stubbornness has turned into this look of being at the mercy of others, which makes people feel a little pity.

Duan Murui looked at her profile, and did not recover his thoughts until her voice faded, and then snapped his fingers behind him.

After a while, two small red notebooks were placed in front of Xia Yan, on which was a group photo of himself and Duan Murui, wearing a white shirt and smiling all over Ming Zhengju!

Xia Yan's mind thundered, when did he take this photo?This is too nonsense!Marriage certificate!Now, the fool knows what is about to happen.

"Signing this contract will only benefit you. If you don't sign it, you are also Mrs. Duanmu, no doubt." He seemed a little too lazy to talk nonsense with her, and said indistinctly.

The weight of the four words Mrs. Duanmu is extraordinary!How many women are vying for this position, it's no joke.

At this time, Xia Leiyu's call was vaguely heard from inside the wall. As for what it was, Xia Yan was too far away to hear it clearly.

She looked at the seemingly closed wall, and a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes, so she quickly picked up the pen, and before she had time to read the contract, she signed her name on every page.

Xia Yan slammed this heavy pen with golden hollow patterns carved on the surface of the black background.She blushed and said, "Okay! You release my father immediately!"

The closed door opened, and Xia Yan couldn't wait to rush in.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yan's picture of the prison room in his mind was wrong.There is no darkness, instruments, and menacing bodyguards, none of them.

This is just the next room, brightly lit, luxuriously decorated, and empty.Some are just the small but surprisingly loud tape recorder on the delicate little table.Xia Leiyu's shouting voice kept playing inside, and Xia Yan's heart trembled when he heard it over and over again.

(End of this chapter)