Dote on the wife first: President, love after marriage!

Chapter 31 Jiang Moyan VS Wang Haoyu

"what happened?"

Jiang Moyan, who had walked two meters away, turned his head, his deep facial features were facing the sun, and dazzled my eyes. From the moment he looked back, he really realized that I had rejected Wang Haoyu who was deeply rooted in my heart in an almost crazy way. From now on, my life will be closely linked with Jiang Moyan.

He stretched out his hand to him like a ghost, with one hand in his pocket, his eyes were slightly lowered, and his right hand hanging by his side was slightly raised, but he never raised it.

"It feels like a dream, a little unreal." Samsan withdrew her hand, lowered her head to hide the embarrassment in her eyes, and put the marriage certificate into her bag.

Suddenly, a chestnut was hit on the head.

"Jiang Moyan, what are you doing!" I covered my forehead and glared at someone who was very flattered.

"Knowing the pain means it's not a dream."

"You..." I was speechless. At this moment, I discovered a terrible fact. From the first time I met him, I was in a passive state. Thinking about my future life, I suddenly felt that the sun was no longer shining , Dark clouds passed by all over the sky, and my mood sank to the bottom.

Suppressing the urge to rush in and get a divorce, she glanced at him, with a sly look in her eyes, and waved to him: "Beautiful uncle, goodbye."

At the moment Jiang Moyan was stunned, I turned around in a good mood.

A car drove into the Civil Affairs Bureau quickly, and drove straight towards me. Jiang Moyan stretched out his long arms and pulled me into his arms. There was a screeching brake sound, and the car door opened quickly.

"Xiaoxi, Auntie said you registered today, and you told me it's not true! I don't believe you can forget our relationship for so many years!" Wang Haoyu looked anxious, and his eager voice actually trembled.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, I'm Jiang Moyan, Xiaoxi's husband." Jiang Moyan led me back a step, avoiding the hand that was full of anger.

"Go away, I'm Xiaoxi's husband! Go as far as I can before I get angry!"

"Hehe... Maybe it used to be, but now it's just an ex-husband at best. Well, Mr. Wang, Xiaoxi and I have to rush back to discuss the wedding, so we won't accompany you."

Wang Haoyu was completely enraged, and the iron fist roared towards him. Jiang Moyan just turned his face slightly and easily avoided it.

One is furious, the other is calm and composed, knowing who is up and who is down.

Seeing Wang Haoyu sneering in his heart again and again, his heart was still throbbing uncontrollably, if he had known this before, why bother.

When Jiang Moyan let go of my arm to deal with Wang Haoyu's crazy attack, I turned and walked out.

"Wang Haoyu, we have completely ended when we stepped out of here for the second time. As for the 16-year relationship, I think [-] days is enough to forget it!"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! You once said that we are going to walk together..." The rest of the words disappeared completely in a muffled hum.

"This is the punch you gave me last time. This punch is for Xiaoxi. Don't pester her again in the future."

The muffled groan sounded again, and I clenched my hands to resist the urge to look back, it's over, everything is over.

After a few seconds, a hand appeared on the shoulder.

"Anyway, I'm also helping you solve your troubles, so it's fine if you don't cheer up, but you actually slipped away."

"Wrong, it's about the color of your hat." So it's not about me.

Jiang Moyan coughed hard, "I don't like wearing hats, so don't worry about it."

In the car, Jiang Moyan, who was about to start the car, suddenly approached me and forced me against the car door. The clean masculine breath made my face turn red.

"Go home." Not used to this ambiguous atmosphere, I stretched out my hand to push him, but he pushed him even tighter.

"Tonight is the day when we get married, let's see if my uncle's physical strength can meet your standard."

The words fell, and low-pitched laughter filled the car.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, our ancestors of the Song family taught that the wedding night is the wedding night." I gritted my teeth with a smile, how could I forget this.

I meditated in my heart, hooligan, hooligan, how could the old dean who is usually so serious and old-fashioned give birth to Jiang Moyan, this is definitely a genetic mutation!

"Okay, then I'll wait until the wedding night to prove it."

Seeing the more sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, I really wanted to slap her and yell at her, "You better never have to prove it!"

"My parents want to meet your parents." Seeing that the car was approaching the neighborhood where my home is located, I said what I wanted to say from the moment we met.

"They'll be there at the wedding."

"You didn't say hello to them about the marriage?"

Jiang Moyan told me the answer in silence. I frowned, feeling uneasy. Having met Zhao Li and Zuo Chu, I was afraid that his parents would do something that would make me uncomfortable because they were dissatisfied with this marriage that did not go through their consent. The act of acceptance is really just climbing out of a fire pit and falling into an ice cellar.

"They won't do what you fear."

I lowered my head and kept fiddling with my bare nails, "Don't your parents care about family status?"

Jiang Moyan tightened his hand holding the steering wheel, and pursed his thin lips lightly. It seemed that he could still see his Adam's apple rolling slightly. I felt more and more uneasy. I clenched my hands quietly, turned my face away from the window, and knew nothing about the future. I was confused and even scared.

"They need a daughter-in-law."

Hearing this, I suddenly turned around, and after the shock, a flash of understanding flashed in my eyes.

"I see."

After discussion, since both of us are "second marriages", my dad decided not to make any fuss and keep everything simple. It would be best for the two families to have a meal together.

Jiang Moyan has no objection, and I agree with both hands. This is not a good marriage, and it does not need so many people's blessings and envious eyes.

It's just that my mother is not happy about it, and feels that I have been wronged by the heavens. I have a cold war with my father over this matter, but I still take advantage of her study of ancient culture, search the almanac, and set a date in ten days. Good day.

Seeing the wedding approaching, Jiang Moyan was so busy that only his assistant Du Qifeng appeared from time to time from the day the date was decided.

I seem to have a premarital phobia, and I am always fidgeting at work. Seeing me like this, Xiao Wu asked me a lot.

Knowing that I was going to get married, she was so shocked that the pen in her hand fell to the ground.

"What! You're getting married again!"

"Can you keep your voice down?" I limply lay on the table and fiddled with the mouse.

"I said you didn't burn it. Zhao Li got into the bureau, Director Qian was fired, and you still want to marry Wang Haoyu. Oh, by the way, I saw a few people sneaking around in front of the hospital a few days ago. I heard your name mentioned, so be careful. Oh, forget it, I know you won’t forget Wang Haoyu.”

"not him."

"What isn't he?" Xiao Wu looked puzzled.

"The marriage partner is not him."

(End of this chapter)