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As time went by, Qin Youle couldn't help getting nervous as she saw that there was only half an hour left from the time agreed between her and Qiao Qianyou.

Song Tingchen called the crew and asked for leave.

"Song Tingchen, let me out for the last time." Qin Youle said wearily. In this half hour, she almost used all the methods she could think of, but song Tingchen was still unmoved.

"I won't let you go." Song Tingchen frowned and his voice was low. He tangled with Qin Youle for half an hour and felt very tired.

Knowing that song Tingchen would not let her go, Qin Youle stood up anxiously.

"Song Tingchen, what do you want!" Qin Youle shouted hysterically. She was afraid that if she couldn't appear at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau on time, Qiao Qianyou would really send the photos to Qin Huai.

Qin Youle's mood also infected song Tingchen. He looked at Qin Youle's eyes and asked unhappily, "Qin Youle, I don't understand why you always have to listen to your father's arrangement. Can't you have your own opinion?"

"You are Qin Youle. You are an independent individual. Why can he Qinhuai control you? Is it because he is your father?" Song Tingchen's voice became louder and louder because of his anger.

Qin Youle's eyes were red. She bit her lips and said word by word: "yes, because he was the father who gave birth to me and raised me. I don't want to disappoint him!"

"But your father is not the only one who loves you in the world. Why can't you think about my feelings!" Song Tingchen almost roared out his words.

Song Tingchen's words made Qin Youle's eyes full of tears.

"Song Tingchen, if I don't care about you, I won't deal with you here." Qin Youle painfully closed her eyes. She squatted down with her head in her arms, "what can I do? No one supports us together. You can ignore the eyes of the world, but I can't, my father can't. "

Watching Qin Youle curl up on the ground in pain, song Tingchen's heart is also sad. He wants to reach out to help Qin Youle. When he sees Qin Youle's shrugged shoulders, he gives up this idea.

"Qin Youle, you have never made any efforts in the matter of our being together." Song Tingchen said sadly, "in those years, you also left without saying goodbye. If I didn't stop you today, did you intend to leave like this?"

Song Tingchen said with red eyes. He cherished the woman in front of him, but the woman he loved never believed him.

Song Tingchen's words hurt Qin Youle's heart. She left without saying goodbye because she didn't have the courage to face song Tingchen. She was afraid that she wouldn't have the courage to leave if she looked more.

"Song Tingchen, if I don't leave today, our photos will be put on my father's desk later. I can't help it." Qin Youle stood up and wiped the tears from her face.

"What picture?" Song Tingchen asked suspiciously.

"A picture taken secretly while parking." Qin youleton added, "some photos of us kissing."

Song Tingchen immediately remembered that night. He felt that someone was secretly photographing him. Unexpectedly, Qiao Qianyou sent someone to secretly photograph him as he expected.

"Sorry." Looking at Qin Youle's red and swollen eyes, song Tingchen came forward and hugged her, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't blame you."

Qin Youle painfully closed his eyes and told song Tingchen what he could do. Since Qiao Qianyou grabbed her tail, he said nothing would give up this good card.

"He threatened you with those photos, didn't he?" Song Tingchen held Qin Youle tightly in his arms. His tone was distressed, but his brain was already running fast, thinking about how to solve this thorny problem.

"I can't help it. If my father sees those photos, he will go crazy." Qin Youle sobbed in a low voice. She could imagine that if Qin Huai saw those photos, he would be furious and even lock her up.

"Fool, why don't you tell me about such a big thing? I can help you find a way together." Song Tingchen reached out and gently stroked Qin Youle's long hair, which was fragrant and soft.

Qin Youle buried her head in Song Tingchen's arms. She greedily wanted to keep the last trace of warmth. Maybe after today, she will never see song Tingchen again.

Song Tingchen gently wiped the tears on Qin Youle's face: "Youle, since it's like this, I'll let you go. Now go clean up and I'll send you."

Qin Youle was surprised to hear song Tingchen's words. She thought song Tingchen would still keep her. Unexpectedly, she let her go so readily this time.

"Go in and wash your face. You've spent all your makeup." Song Tingchen said in a low voice. He put his head on Qin Youle's forehead and left a kiss.

Watching song Tingchen go to the door to open the door, Qin Youle's heart sinks step by step. Since both of them have given up, Qin Youle has no hope.

Qin Youle turned into the bedroom and sat in front of the makeup mirror. Qin Youle held back the tears in his eyes again and again. She told herself not to shed tears when she got out of the door.

Even though he had hinted thousands of times, Qin Youle still hesitated to leave.

The mobile phone rang, which startled Qin Youle in a daze.

Qin Youle looked at the time, and there were only 15 minutes left from the time they agreed.

"Hello? Thousand blessings. " Qin Youle deliberately made her tone sound normal.

"Youle, have you started yet? I'm ready to go out. Where are you? Let me drive to pick you up." Qiao Qianyou said happily that for him, after today, a major event in his heart will be solved.

"Oh." Looking at the woman with slightly swollen eyes in the mirror, Qin Youle whispered, "sorry, I got up late in the morning. I'm still making up now. You may have to wait for me for a while. Do you mind if you think... "

"Of course not." Qiao Qianyou quickly replied, "then I'll wait for you at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau."

"Qianyou, my makeup time will be longer. It may take about half an hour. I don't know if the people of the Civil Affairs Bureau will..."

"You Le, don't worry. I'll arrange these things." Qiao Qianyou said patiently, "after all, we are going to get the marriage certificate. Although you prepare slowly, don't worry. The photos of our marriage certificate will look much better at that time. Take your time."

"Oh, good." Qin Youle really couldn't think of any good way to refuse.

"By the way, Youle." Before hanging up, Qiao Qianyou said thoughtfully, "Youle, you should remember to bring your ID card and Hukou book. Just check it now."

"No, I just put it in my bag." Qin Youle hurriedly said that she just thought of this method. As long as she said that the registered permanent residence book was lost, she could not get the marriage certificate successfully.

"Check it now." Qiao Qianyou said uneasily, "you girls sometimes lose things. You'd better check the insurance."

Qin Youle reluctantly checked his handbag and said faintly, "I've checked it. It's all in the bag. "

Although he heard that Qin Youle was in a mood, Qiao Qianyou had no waves in his heart. All he had to do was marry Qin Youle by any means.

"Then go and make up." Qiao Qianyou said briskly.

After hanging up his cell phone, Qiao Qianyou stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at him carefully: he was one meter eight or five, with a straight waist, slender legs, deep eyes, thick and black eyebrows, and a well tailored black suit. He seemed to be no less than any popular star.

At this time, Qin Youle, sitting in front of the mirror, was very upset. When she went out of the room for the first time, she was ready to accept Qiao Qianyou. However, after entanglement with song Tingchen, she suddenly hesitated.

She found that song Tingchen was right. She had always been brave in other aspects and could see what she wanted in her heart.

However, for her feelings, she has always been flinching, just because the biggest obstacle she met on her emotional road is nothing else, but her most beloved father in her life.

For Qin Huai, Qin Youle always wanted not to let him down. She was willing to follow his wishes, even if sometimes some things were forced him to do.

"I'm leaving." Qin Youle said slowly.

"OK." Song Tingchen looked into Qin Youle's eyes and whispered. He stretched out his hand and dialed the broken hair in front of Qin Youle's forehead.

Seeing song Tingchen's eyes, Qin Youle was puzzled. She saw that song Tingchen's eyes seemed to have some special meaning. There was a sense of ambition.

As soon as Qin Youle left, song Tingchen picked up his mobile phone and dialed a friend: "Hello, Lao Zhuo, it's me, song Tingchen."

"Lao song, I haven't called me for a long time. What's the matter? What can I do for you?" There came a man's standard voice, and the tone was somewhat bureaucratic.

Song Tingchen looked down at the instep and said with a smile, "Lao Zhuo, if you encounter some trouble, I hope you can help my old friend."

"Ha ha, ha ha, and what you old song can't do?" Lao Zhuo said readily, "well, as long as it's something that I Lao Zhuo can do, just ask, and I'll help you do it."

Song Tingchen walked slowly to the French window. The sun was shining outside. He put his left hand on the clean glass window and said with a smile, "Lao Zhuo, it's very simple. You just need your subordinates to help me support someone at a specific time."

"Well, you should know that I work in the Civil Affairs Bureau." Old Zhuo said suspiciously, "as the saying goes, it's better to dismantle ten temples than destroy a marriage. You don't want to rob someone's daughter-in-law?"

Song Tingchen's eyes flashed a smile: "Lao Zhuo, I want to say that my daughter-in-law was robbed. You shouldn't refuse my request."

"That's nature!" Lao Zhuo's voice suddenly rose, "who dares to rob your daughter-in-law! Stop talking nonsense. Send me the time and I'll arrange it for you immediately. "

"Well, thank you, Lao Zhuo." Song Tingchen said with satisfaction, "we'll have dinner another day."

"You're so polite to me!" Old Zhuo laughed, "but remember to bring happy candy! Man, I've been waiting for your wedding candy long enough! "

"That's nature." Song Tingchen hung up his cell phone with a smile.

Putting down his cell phone and looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, song Tingchen never felt so good.