The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Ni Lehui was taken aback for a moment, gave Hanhan a mysterious smile, and touched Hanhan's head. "Baby, mom will pick you up from school."

Ni Hanhan didn't believe what Ni Lehui said. He always said that he would come to pick her up from school, but in the end, it was either the eldest aunt or the cousin who came to pick her up.

After sending her daughter to the kindergarten, Ni Lehui drove to the Public Security Bureau.

Civil Security Bureau.

Ni Lehui looked at the door of the Civil Security Bureau in shock, a black figure standing proudly, a pure black handmade suit, which outlines the slender figure even more upright, setting off a kind of kingly dignity, his gaze is focused on one The place has the appearance of being kept away from the world and isolated from the rest of the world.

Before coming, Ni Lehui thought about many possibilities, but never thought of this.

Ni Lehui took out her mobile phone and checked the time. Before nine o'clock, she said she would wait until ten o'clock. If he didn't come at ten o'clock, she would find someone else.

Ni Lehui never expected that he would arrive before her.

She even doubted whether he was waiting for her or someone else.

Yan Yaoshun also noticed that she was coming, and his eyes fell on her. The two of them faced each other. Yan Yaoshun raised his eyebrows slightly, his thin lips pressed tightly, and there was no trace of the handsome face that seemed to have been carefully carved by the heavens. There was still indifference in those deep eyes.

Ni Lehui took a deep breath and came to Yan Yaoshun.

"Did you bring your credentials?" Yan Yaoshun asked.

Ni Lehui was taken aback again. It seemed that he was really waiting for her, patted his bag, and said, "Sorry, I'm late."

"I'm early." Yan Yaoshun said.

It was because you came early, Ni Lehui didn't say this.

"Do you work early today?" Ni Lehui asked.

"No." Yan Yaoshun asked back: "How about you?"

"I took a day off." It means that one day, Ni Lehui pinched her fingertips, hesitated, and said, "It's still early, you can think about it again."

Marriage is not a trivial matter, it is related to a lifelong personal event, and one cannot make a blind decision. It needs to be cautious.

"Do you regret it?" Yan Yaoshun asked.

"What?" Ni Lehui didn't react for a while, then waved his hand. "Joke, if I regret it, I won't be here."

"Go." Yan Yaoshun stretched out his hand, took Ni Lehui's hand, and led her to walk inside.

Being held by his big hand, Ni Lehui liked this feeling.

The two handed over the certificates to the staff and said in unison: "Apply for a marriage certificate."

The staff took it, glanced at the ID cards of the two, and asked, "Is there a photo?"

"No." The two shook their heads, they both only brought their ID cards and household registration books.

"Taking pictures here, 30 yuan." The staff member pointed to the hut next to him.

"So expensive?" Ni Lehui couldn't help but vomit. "It's 30 yuan for a one-inch photo. In the photo studio, you can buy 8 photos for 5 yuan, and it only costs 10 yuan to wash them immediately."

"Miss, here we..."

"Let's shoot." Yan Yaoshun took Ni Lehui and walked toward the back room.

"Sir, line up here." The staff called Yan Yaoshun.

Ni Lehui twitched the corner of her mouth, and had to line up to pay, and waited in line to take the picture after the money was paid. There were many people who got married. After an hour, the two people took the picture.

There was another half-hour queue at the marriage registry office.

The two handed over the certificates to the staff, and the staff gave each of them a form, and first opened Yan Yaoshun's account book. "Are you not a local?"