Marriage is a Long Journey: Husband, Be Obedient

Then, before Song yannuan could continue, he had already begun to handle it.

Under song yannuan's gaping expression, the agreement was placed in front of her.

As the staff spoke, they gathered their documents in front of them.

"Thank you, please!" Han Yichen thanked him again and again.

Song yannuan was stunned. This is how dare love marriage certificates are handled these days.

"No... comrade, listen to me!"

Without waiting for song yannuan to finish, Han Yichen raised song yannuan's hand inhumanely, smeared it with ink, and then pressed it on the agreement.

Soon, two little red books were taken down.

Han Yichen weighed the things in his hand and felt happy.

I had been expecting song yannuan to follow him willingly. Three years had taught him a truth. Fuck him What the hell is willing? It's better to keep song yannuan around.

"Next..." the staff asked behind them.

Under the pull of Han Yichen, song yannuan soon recovered his reason.

She grabbed the things in Han Yichen's hand and went straight to the other door.

There is a sign hanging on it, "divorce center."

Unlike the marriage registry, the door is closed.

Every couple who come to register is full of joy, and this door is prepared for those couples who come to divorce.

Unlike the people waiting in line behind them who want to get married, the atmosphere here is obviously different from that over there.

"What are you doing?" Han Yichen grabbed her.

Song yannuan was a little excited, "divorce!"

Her resolute remarks made Han Yichen "click" in his heart, and the previous entanglement suddenly disappeared.

Song yannuan didn't know why he said such words, and the brilliance in her eyes slowly faded down.

"OK, everything is up to you."

These five words were beyond song yannuan's imagination. She didn't expect Han Yichen to agree anyway.

Now Han Yichen has agreed, but song yannuan can't start.

Han Yichen simply pushed the door open and went straight in.

Song yannuan hesitated and soon followed in.

"Put things down." The staff hung their heads numbly.

This time, Han Yichen happily handed over the things.

"Common property of both parties?"

"No common property." Song yannuan simply spoke to the local people and heard that the staff looked up at them.

When his eyes touched the marriage registration day, he couldn't help frowning, "marriage is not a children's play. You're going to divorce as soon as you register for marriage?"

Then he looked at Song yannuan and Han Yichen. He saw many such people.

Now the times have changed and there are all kinds of things. It's useless to say more. Since they have decided to divorce, it's futile to say more.

The staff couldn't help but sigh and asked several questions according to the process.

"Have the two sides distributed the property?"

"I won't want his things." Song yannuan added again.

"Hello, comrade." Han Yichen interrupted song yannuan, "there's one thing we haven't reached a consensus."

Hearing this, song yannuan couldn't help looking at the people around him. Since just now, Han Yichen hasn't said a word. He doesn't know what ghost idea he's playing in his heart.

"She gave birth to a child behind my back. Now I have objections to the custody of the child."

As soon as these words came out, song yannuan couldn't help standing up from the stool, "Han Yichen, the child was born to me and I've taken care of it for the past three years!"

Her eagerness to declare sovereignty surprised the staff. What kind of operation is this? Today, I registered for marriage and turned to divorce, but my children are three years old! Today's young people really can't eat through. They don't know what's on their mind!

"That's what I said. I didn't know it. But the children always shed my blood. Naturally, they want to recognize their ancestors!" Han Yichen spoke calmly.

At this time, song yannuan realized that the reason why han Yichen was not in a hurry was entirely because she couldn't give up xiaogua.

"Comrade, don't his child! He doesn't know him at all. I'm the child's biological mother. We have no objection to the child's upbringing."

"Then I'm still the child's biological father. I should have the right to know about his birth."

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The two people argued endlessly. The staff sitting on one side couldn't see it anymore and coughed gently.

"Since you two haven't reached an agreement on child rearing, come back after you have discussed it." Then he handed the information back to Han Yichen.

He readily took it, with a sly smile on his face.

On the contrary, song yannuan was unhappy.

In the room, three people stared at each other.

"Smelly boy, from now on, you are not allowed to call Shen Shiqian Godfather."

Little darling blinked his big eyes, looked at Han Yichen, who was fierce in front of him, turned to song yannuan, and didn't know what happened.

"But Godfather has been taking care of Xiaoguai and Mommy since Xiaoguai was born. Xiaoguai likes Godfather very much."

Hearing this, Han Yichen's smile completely solidified.

"Han Yichen..."

Before Song yannuan finished his words, he heard the little guy speak again, "I don't know why. Mommy just doesn't agree to marry Godfather. Godfather is very kind to us, but she always has a straight face to Godfather."

Hearing this, Han Yichen lost all his bad mood. With a smile, he stretched out his hand and hugged song Xiaoguai in his arms.

"Darling! What are you talking about!" Song yannuan can't stand on one side. Why does the child say anything!

Han Yichen happily rubbed the little guy into his arms and had a good meal of intimacy. "It's worthy of being my own son!"

"Han Yichen, who told you that Xiaoguai is your son! You think so beautifully that you are not Xiaoguai's father!" Song yannuan held back for a long time and finally said a retort.

But it seems to hit cotton without rebound.

At this time, Han Yichen was standing in front of the mirror with song Xiaoguai's head. "Look, this tall, shrugged nose, this clear eyes, this curled eyelashes... Which doesn't inherit my beauty! Don't we?"

Song Xiaoguai is like being brainwashed and frowning.

Although his fantasy of his father is better, the fact is in front of him. He looks like Han Yichen.

Seeing song Xiaoguai's slowly darkening eyes, Han Yichen knew what he thought in his heart, and the smile on his face became stronger. "Child, it's a blessing you can't repair in your eight lives to inherit my excellent genes! Come on, kowtow to Dad, and we'll even recognize each other!"

Upon hearing this, song yannuan's chin was about to fall off.

"Han Yichen, you've had enough!" She screamed hard.