My Supermodel Wife

After obtaining the certificates, the group of people exited the lobby of the office of religious affairs.

Not far from the door, Andrew, Jean and Lilia were seen standing there and smiling at them.

It was as if they already knew about the arrival of the Mayer family.

Caleb walked down the stairs with his cane, and soon a convoy came from the parking lot.

The old man looked around. "Dennis, is the dinner all set?"

Dennis immediately stepped forward. "Arrangements have been made at the Rockwood hotel. Now we can get going."

"Alright, let's go over there. Leonard, call your parents, it's time for the two families to meet!"

Leonard respectfully nodded. "Yes, grandpa."

Caleb and the others got into the convoy and headed for the Rockwood hotel.

Lilia and Jean also greeted them, and headed out into the parking lot together.

At this time, Leonard picked up Mellisa and squinted at Andrew on the opposite side. "You already know Mellisa's family is coming?"

Andrew licked his lips and said, "Mellisa is getting married, how can her grandfather stay silent?! When I went to the Mayer family's house to ask for the documents, I was thrown with his teacup! He wanted me to tell him about your relationship with her so far, but I really didn't know that Martin ended up telling the whole tale!"

When the words fell, Leonard was secretly sweating.

He felt that this grandfather had not rejected their marriage, and now he was only pretending to be angry.

Or perhaps, he still had a good impression when the man was at the Mayer family's house.

"Well, since the marriage certificate has been received, let's join the old man's convoy." This time, Andrew gave a suggestion.

Leonard just nodded and agreed, and a car drove slowly towards the parking lot.

Melissa stared at the red notebook in her hand and looked at it carefully. Unexpectedly, she saw a familiar face from the lowered car's window. The vehicle stopped a few feet from them.

When the man in the back seat pushed open the car's door, his tone was familiar. "Andrew?"

Andrew looked back in surprise, and when he saw the man next to the car, he was surprised. "Frans, why are you here?"

In an instant, Mellisa and Leonard's faces changed.

Frans Ruihan!

Today, he was wearing plain clothes and casual pants. As he walked, he looked at Mellisa faintly. "Miss Mayer, we meet again!"

Andrew knew nothing, so he looked back and forth and asked. "Do you two know each other?"

Frans raised his eyebrows and nodded to Leonard. "I just met them last night! Why did you come to Bandung?"

"I have something to do, I didn't expect you to come to this city too!"

Andrew's attitude toward Frans wasn't overly enthusiastic, but he wasn't too alienated either.

It seemed like a polite greeting in a business meeting.

Frans was still standing in front of Andrew lazily and casually, taking advantage of the momentum to look at the lobby of the Office of Religious Affairs, then caught the shape of the marriage certificate in Mellisa's hand.

"It turns out that Miss Mayer and Mr. Leonard have obtained the certificates!" He said with a smile.

Leonard narrowed his eyes, then said, "Did you also come here for the same thing?"

Frank smiled broadly. "Unfortunately, I am not as lucky as you to be able to marry a woman as beautiful as this Miss Mayer."

These words were like a provocation!

Andrew felt this atmosphere a little strange, so he faintly stepped aside and stood in front of Frans to say. "My business with him is done so we need to go first!"

"There's no need to rush, we just happen to meet here, don't you guys want to eat together?"

Frans didn't seem to be able to get rid of that easily despite Andrew's clear demeanor. "No need..."

Before the words fell, Lincoln suddenly approached from behind Frans' car.

Lilia and Jean did get in the car first, but before leaving the parking lot, they accidentally saw this scene in front of the Religious Affairs Office.

When the car stopped, Frans and the others also directed their eyes.

Clifford immediately got out of the car and opened the back door. In an instant, a pair of black leather shoes stepped out of the car.

Frans stared at the car behind silently, and a dangerous dark light flashed in his narrowed eyes.

At this time, Jean appeared in his black shirt and trousers, standing in front of Frans calmly. 

The man's deep and dark gaze fell onto his face, the corners of his thin lips slightly pursed, and his steps slowly approached.

Frans looked at his figure with a hint of wariness in his eyes.

Jean Widjaya!

After a while, Jean was already standing half a meter in front of Frans.

Perhaps because of his height advantage, the slightly lowered eyes of the man seemed to be looking down at him.

In the blink of an eye, Frans furrowed his gaze. He raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand before saying solemnly. "Master Jean, we haven't seen each other in a long time."

At the banquet last night, he had purposely avoided Jean. He didn't expect to see him today. 

At this time, the man swept his palm, raised his arm, and gently shook it back. "Mr. Frans!" 

The two shook hands for a while, then both pulled their arms.

At this moment, no matter how they looked at it, Frans changed his previous laziness, and his whole being was more alert than before.

Perhaps he had never thought of confronting Jean head-on, but unexpectedly meeting him in front of the Office of Religious Affairs without a doubt had interrupted his original plan.

"Are you here on business?" At this time, Jean said in a low voice, and focused his gaze deeply.

Frans nodded slightly, and replied calmly, "I did want to do something, but I didn't expect you to be here too!"

"Think I'm bothering you?" Jean asked again. This made Frans frown involuntarily.

He opened his eyes with a displeased look, met the man's sharp glare, and smiled faintly, "How are you bothering me? After all, what I want to do has nothing to do with you, Mr. Jean. "

The man's thin lips were slightly indifferent as he said, "Since it has nothing to do with me, then I'll go first."

At the end of the sentence, the man looked at Leonard and the others, and said in a gentle tone, "Let's go."

Seeing this, Frans' face suddenly sank.

He had always heard about Jean's personality, and when he saw him today, he realized that the two of them were not suitable for each other.

He purposely stepped forward to take Leonard and the others away.

Frans fell silent with a gloomy expression. Due to Jean's presence, he could only suppress all his intentions.

Not long after, Andrew looked deeply at Frans, then turned around without saying anything.

When Leonard passed him, his expression calmly reminded. "In the jade industry, all people know that Frans Ruihan is a smart person, therefore he shouldn't be doing stupid things in Bandung."

This kind of warning made Frans' smirk at the corner of his mouth constrict even more.

He didn't reply to Leonard, just standing still and watching the group leave him. 

His eyes slowly grew dark and gloomy.