One-night Romance:Marrying a Stranger

Hang Zehao's words and Han Chengyi's words are recorded in his heart. Now the other party is in the dark and he is in the light. There are some things he can't do openly. For example, now, although he is very eager to hold Xiaoxue in his arms, he can only try his best to resist.

"Here, eat this."

Han Chengyi sits face to face with Le Xuewei. He basically doesn't eat much and takes care of her all the time.

Le Xuewei's bowl is full, her stomach is also swollen, and her cheeks are bulging. She complains: "don't always clip it for me, I can't eat any more..."

"Are you a kitten? How much is that? " Han Chengyi frowned discontentedly, "eat more, draw so complicated drawings every day, don't you waste your brain?"

“……” Le Xuewei doesn't know how to refuse. He is just like this. When she was together before, he had to take care of what and how much she wanted to eat. Even now, he still had to take care of the last meal.

Forget it, just follow him! I don't have a chance to be taken care of by him in the future.

Because Han Chengyi first fed Le Xuewei, he began to eat, so the meal time was doubled. Le Xuewei covers her round stomach and suspects that he did it on purpose, but why did he do it? She couldn't figure it out.

While he was eating, Le Xuewei took out the tablet, opened the copied drawing and showed it to him, "by the way, didn't you just say that you wanted to talk about Dongjiao on the phone? I've drawn a part of the drawing. I'll show it to you... "

“…… No Han Chengyi shook his head, "don't talk about work when you eat."

In silence, Le Xuewei takes back the tablet. It's clear that he said he wanted to know the progress of the eastern suburb drawings How come at this time, I don't want to talk about work at dinner? It's like it's her fault.

Don't talk about work, Le Xuewei don't know what else to say, had to shut up, quietly looking at him. This man is really born with a good upbringing. He even behaves so gracefully when eating. Han Chengyi calmly accepts her eyes, which is very helpful in his heart.

Put down the knife and fork, pick up the napkin and wipe the corner of the mouth. "OK..." He raised his watch and looked, "time is almost up. Cen Liming should be free now. Let's go now!" Then he stood up.

Le Xuewei is surprised. They are going to go through the formalities. “…… Good

Looking at her reluctant appearance, Han Chengyi secretly complains that the more unhappy she is, the more happy he is. "Let's go!"

After walking out of the restaurant and getting on the bus, Han Chengyi drove to Cen Liming's lawyer's office without the driver. Cen Liming had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Three less." CEN Liming comes forward to meet Han Chengyi. Han Chengyi droops his eyelids and gives him a light glance. Cen Liming nods to him, saying that he knows what to do.

"Three little grandmothers sit down." CEN Liming pulled back his chair, let them sit down, and brought a pile of papers in front of them.

Le Xuewei is shocked. They are here to sign a divorce, but Cen Liming still calls her that. Han Chengyi leans back on his chair. He is confident and magnanimous. If he didn't want to see Xiaoxue more, he wouldn't be willing to accompany her to such a place and play such a low-level drama.

CEN Liming is tense and cooperating with Han Chengyi.

"Three young grannies, have you brought your marriage certificate?"

CEN Liming sits down, opens the document, the matter of fact wants to handle the divorce procedure for them. "Well?" Confused, Le Xuewei looks up at Han Chengyi, "do you want that one?"

Han Chengyi shrugged and shook his head helplessly: "don't look at me, I don't know! I'm not divorced, I'm not experienced! "

“……” Le Xuewei stares big eyes. What's the man saying? He's never divorced. Who has? "Well, what now? Why don't you call Xi Yin and ask her to pick it up and send it over? "

"Well." Han Chengyi pondered for a moment and said in embarrassment, "I'm afraid I can't. I don't know where to put it. After all these years, where can I find it?"

"Ha?" Le Xuewei is angry. How can he be like this? Suddenly, his temper broke out and Teng stood up, "how can you not know? At that time, you said that I was a child. You must keep such important things. Now you don't know where to put them? Is that a little thing? How can you let it go? "

CEN Liming stares at Le Xuewei in a daze. Just like the third daughter-in-law, does she want to "stop" the third daughter-in-law? It's strange. There are many families, especially Han family.

Han Chengyi grinned and pretended to be innocent. "Now I just don't know where to put it. It's useless to blame me. When I got married, I didn't think that I could use it for divorce in the future."

"You..." Le Xuewei is stunned. She has a good reason to refute, but why can't she say a word of refutation? Staring at Han Chengyi with a pair of big eyes, he said, "what should I do now?"

Han Chengyi glances at Cen Liming and casually asks, "what should I do?"

"Ah..."

CEN Liming is looking at this scene, laughing, suddenly asked by Han Chengyi, almost did not laugh. He tried his best to hold back and said solemnly, "it's not that there's no way, it's just a bit of trouble. If I can't find it, I'll go to the registration office to make it up, and then come back to me. ""Ha?" Le Xuewei was surprised. She really didn't hear of this kind of saying. Did she apply for a new marriage certificate? Are they here for divorce or marriage?

Han Chengyi is quite satisfied with the call up the lips, cen Liming this move is really high, far beyond his expectations, worthy of praise. Or he never raised trash! CEN Liming's position as the chief counsel of the imperial court is not for nothing.

Le Xuewei seems to have suffered a huge blow. She still doesn't believe it and asks Cen liming, "lawyer Cen, do you have to do this? There's no other way? "

CEN Liming nodded solemnly: "yes, it must be necessary to have a formal divorce, and the original, otherwise I can't handle it for you two."

It seems that there is no way, cen Liming's words, Le Xuewei still believe it. She reluctantly crotch shoulder, looking back at Han Chengyi, low roar way: "that today is no good, you go back to good look for ah!"

"Well, good." Han Chengyi nodded his head expressionless, secretly, what to look for? Can you still find it?

Le Xuewei opened the chair and picked up the bag, "well, lawyer Cen, we'll leave first today, please." Then he looked back at Han Chengyi and asked, "are you going? It's almost time to go to work. Don't you have to make an on-site inspection in the eastern suburbs in the afternoon? Let's go together

"Good." Without hesitation, Han Chengyi stands up and follows Le Xuewei out of Cen Liming's office.

With Le Xuewei on his back, Han Chengyi quietly gives Cen Liming a thumbs up - well done! CEN Liming smiles to send them away and waves a cold sweat. Which of these three young grannies is their opponent? This didn't make any moves at all. The third little grandmother was fooled around! In front of San Shao, the intelligence quotient of San Shao's grandmother, ouch Look at the meaning of "three young ladies". I have to take my grandmother to the registration office to "register" again! When she got into the car, Le Xuewei didn't speak. She just didn't want to speak. Her chest was stuffy and she couldn't say why. Originally, it's hard enough to divorce. It's even harder to think about him and Zhao Zitong. Now I know that he lost their marriage certificate! He doesn't take good care of such important things. Hum!

Han Chengyi looks at Le Xuewei in the rearview mirror and is in a surprisingly good mood. What he fears most is not life and death, nor conspiracy. What he fears most is that Xiaoxue doesn't want him.

"It's almost time. Do you want to go directly to the eastern suburbs?" Han Chengyi deliberately did not mention it and turned the topic to work.

Le Xuewei leans on the back of the chair, holding her cheek and nodding feebly, "EH."

Han Chengyi resisted the impulse to rub her head. Holding the steering wheel tightly in his hand, he started the car and headed for the eastern suburbs.

The road is a little far, Le Xuewei tilts her body and falls asleep in a daze. Her posture is a bit awkward. Han Chengyi picks his eyebrows and frees up a hand to pull Le Xuewei over and lean on his shoulder. In this way, he has only one hand to move, but this feeling is really good!

This time, Le Xuewei is hard, to the place, she still rely on Han Chengyi did not wake up, Han Chengyi would not have the heart to wake her up.

Hao Xiyin comes over and stands outside the window waiting for Han Chengyi to show off. Han Chengyi shakes his head at Hao Xiyin, takes out his mobile phone and sends her a short message that the inspection is delayed. Only these four words, did not say when to start, but Hao Xiyin has understood, when to wake up, when to start.

This is very good. Hao Xiyin smiles and goes to arrange it.

Han Chengyi looks at Le Xuewei who is leaning on her shoulder and thinks she is not comfortable sleeping like this. He just opens his arms and holds her in his arms, so that she can sleep better! Under his careful care, Le Xuewei had a sweet sleep. When she woke up, it was already an hour later. In her sleep, she naturally didn't know that all the senior managers were waiting for her alone.

"Well..." Le Xuewei rubs her eyes and wakes up in a daze. She finds herself lying in Han Chengyi's arms with a sudden jump of her temples. Blood rushes to her forehead and her cheeks become red and hot.

"Well Here I am... "

"Ha ha." Han Chengyi chuckles, "drooling."

"Ah?" Le Xuewei had been frightened, so it was even more disgraceful, "where?"

Han Chengyi pointed to his chest with a smile, "here."

“……” Le Xuewei looks at it with fear and closes her eyes quickly - ouch! My God? That's true! Even if you fall asleep in his arms, you are still drooling on him. Does it matter!

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Le Xuewei quickly takes out a paper towel to dry it for him. Before her delicate fingers fall, she sees Han Chengyi picking out his tie and starting to unbutton his shirt.

“……” Le Xuewei is surprised. What is he doing?