Lin Jiawen is wearing a white shirt today, because it is now popular to wear a white shirt to take pictures when taking photos of marriage certificates.

When Leng Yihan finished saying this, her hands holding the corners of her shirt tightened, and her eyes looked out of the car window into the distance.

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Cold living room.

Huo Siyu, dressed in a red dress, sat on a Nordic-style retro sofa.

A tall man beside her, with a somewhat stumbling step, walked around the couch.

The man's purple-black studs still exude an eerie glow.

"Brother, can you stop leaving? My head is a little dizzy. ”

Huo Siyu covered her head hypocritically and glanced at Huo Xiujie.

"Didn't I recover from surgery! I was excited, and the doctor said let me exercise more! ”

Huo Xiujie put his hands behind his back, looking ruffian.

"Long waiting!"

Leng Yihan walked into the living room with Lin Jiawen in his arms.

Huo Xiujie glanced at the woman in Leng Yihan's arms, the kneecap that had just been operated on was almost broken again.

He stumbled twice and almost fell on the couch.

"Master Xiu, don't get too excited, pay attention to your old legs. You saw that right, my wife is the one who shot you three times, Lin Jiawen. ”

Huo Xiujie sat on the sofa, panting heavily, holding his chest with his hand.

It took him a long time before he recovered.

"Why do the people around Ye Qingyan have this problem, they like women to dress up as men so much."

At the mention of Ye Qingyan, Huo Siyu was unhappy, and glanced at Huo Xiujie with disgust.

"Master Xiu, you are uninvited today, it seems that you want to make a comeback in the Huo Group?"

Leng Yihan hugged Lin Jiawen and sat on the sofa, caressed her side face, and looked down at her, looking doting.

Huo Siyu looked at the two of them and picked her eyelids.

At this time, Huo Xiujie had already recovered, got up and walked two more steps,

"It's so obvious, can't you see it? Now the president of Huo's Group is back in my hands. ”

The corners of Leng Yihan's lips hooked slightly, and he looked at Huo Siyu, "The agreement between us counts!" ”

Huo Siyu frowned, "Of course it counts, then it depends on whether Mr. Leng has obtained the marriage certificate." ”

Huo Xiujie put his hands behind his back and looked at the oil painting in the living room.

Leng Yihan looked at Huo Xiujie's back, knowing that Huo Siyu must have told him about the contract, and it was also according to the version they had agreed before.

One day, Huo Siyu got drunk in a bar, and a group of gangsters wanted to bully her, but she was saved by Leng Yihan.

The drunken Huo Siyu was impulsive and had to marry Leng Yihan to sign the contract.

Only this version will not make Huo Xiujie hostile to him.

Otherwise, if Huo Xiujie knew, it was Leng Yihan who nailed Huo Siyu's hand to the ground and signed the contract.

Then this former sister controls Huo Xiujie, and she will definitely not be able to spare him.

"Do you want a marriage license? Just finished receiving it. ”

Leng Yihan took out two red notebooks from his pocket and passed them in front of Huo Siyu's eyes.

"Huo Siyu, you are free, don't forget our agreement, even if you are not the person who counts the Huo Group now, you must help me deal with the Jian family."

"Heh, although my Huo family's strength has declined a little recently, it is also true to its word."

Huo Xiujie suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Jiawen in Leng Yihan's arms, always thinking of Ye Qingyan in a trance.

Lin Jiawen looked at him and deliberately hugged Leng Yihan's waist.

Huo Xiujie raised his eyebrows lightly, "Actually, it's cold and cold, you don't need to find a breakthrough from my sister Huo Siyu at all......"

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