The President's Best Wife

Chapter 208 The Meiji court worked hard to get to that position, hoping that one day they could compete against him
If it means that Zhiting loved Wen Qiao before, he will only love Wen Qiao even more now, for her understanding and thoughtfulness.

He held her hand and hugged her gently, "The people from the Civil Affairs Bureau are already on their way, how do you want to take pictures?"

Wen Qiao has no experience. In her previous life, she and Fu Shiheng held a wedding first before obtaining a certificate. As a result, she was burned to death before the wedding. She really didn't know about this.

She shook her head: "I don't know."

Meiji Court pushed back the hair on her forehead, and smiled slightly: "When the time comes, ask them to remove your big bag, otherwise it will affect the overall feeling of the certificate too much."

Wen Qiao's small mouth was full of pouting, "You despise me? Then I won't take pictures, and you can take pictures yourself."

Wen Qiao could tell that he was joking, but she still couldn't help feeling sour in her heart. Anyone who heard what her boyfriend said would feel sour, let alone a prospective couple who were about to get a certificate today.

Meijiting hugged her, shackled her struggling body, and gently kissed the big bump on her forehead, which was extremely sensitive because of the injury. When his wet lips fell, Wen Qiaoser shrank .

Sensing her reaction, Meiji Court smiled, "Okay, just kidding you, I've been looking forward to this day for a long time, how can I give you a chance to back down."

It was only then that Wen Qiao stopped writhing. Ten minutes later, Han Lin came in again. This time, the Meiji Court did not let Wen Qiao back away.

Han Lin was slightly surprised, but quickly calmed down so much that Wen Qiao didn't notice his abnormality.

"Sir, as you expected, the people from the Civil Affairs Bureau really took action. They had a car accident at the intersection of Zhongyang Avenue. The photographer died on the spot. The rest of the seriously injured have now been sent to the hospital for treatment."

Meiji court snorted softly, stretched his hand really long, and now he has penetrated into the politics of country Z, he really underestimated the methods of this beast.

Back then, that person could easily enter the army of country Z. Now three years have passed, and he is good at his methods. His every word and deed are monitored and scored without any omission.

Even something as secret as his going to get married can be controlled?

Meijiting's hands were tightly clenched, and there was a faint sound of knuckles being strained.

He knew the horror of that person, and he knew it from three years ago, that's why he worked so hard to get to that position, hoping that one day he would be able to fight against him.

All grievances should be ended by him himself.

When Wen Qiao heard that people from the Civil Affairs Bureau had a car accident, and some people even died, she immediately leaned into his arms with some fear. No matter what, she had something to do with it. If she hadn't insisted on arguing for evidence today, the Meiji court would not have Call them over, or no one will die.

Feeling the girl's fear and self-blame, Meiji court hugged her lovingly, patted her on the back to comfort her, "It's okay, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself, huh?"

He waved his hand to make Han Lin retreat first.

Wen Qiao raised her moist eyes, revealing a bit of sadness, "But... they are because of us after all..."

Meiji Court sighed, and said in a low tone: "Qiao Qiao, there are some things you still don't understand. When the time is right in the future, I will talk to you slowly, okay? Let's take pictures and get the certificate today with peace of mind, huh?"

Wen Qiao was a little surprised, "Didn't Han Lin just say that they were in a car accident? How can we take pictures and issue certificates?"

As she got to the end, Wen Qiao pushed her mouth higher.

Meiji Court smiled and said, "Of course you have to be prepared for this kind of thing."

(End of this chapter)