Early the next morning, Shen Jiannian was still asleep, and vaguely heard Fu Jichen talking to someone on the phone, as if to move the morning meeting to the afternoon......

Shen Jiannian slowly lifted his eyelids, and what he saw was Fu Jichen coming out of the cloakroom while making a phone call, and the hand that didn't take the mobile phone was tidying up the cuffs of his shirt.

It turned out that she wasn't dreaming, he was really on the phone.

Fu Jichen's eyes swept to the bed, and the person who had just woken up looked at each other, the action of fastening the cufflinks paused slightly, and a light smile was soaked in his dark eyes, he took the phone off his ear, hung up, and said to Shen Jianian: "It's almost time to get up." ”

Shen Jianian rolled half a circle on the bed, the quilt was rolled around his waist, and he lay on the pillow: "I don't want to." ”

Fu Jichen walked to the side of the bed, directly bent down to dig the person out of the quilt, picked it up and strode to the cloakroom.

Shen Jiannian hung on the man's shoulder in an upside-down posture, dizzy for a while, squeaking and screaming while beating his back with his fists, and his brain was completely clear.

Entering the cloakroom, Fu Jichen put the person down, took out a white skirt from the wardrobe and handed it to her: "Wear this." ”

Shen Jiannian remembered the photo she saw in Fu Jianfang's mobile phone last night when she saw the white dress, the young lady of the Zhou family sat next to Fu Jichen in an off-the-shoulder white dress, with a little cream on the tip of her nose, looking playful and smart, and her smile was so gentle and petty, and there seemed to be starlight in her black and white eyes.

"I don't want to wear this." Shen Jianian didn't explain the real reason, only said, "It's not good-looking." ”

Fu Jichen put the skirt back and picked one for her again, it was still a white skirt, but the style was different: "What about this one?" ”

"It's not pretty." Shen Jianian said critically.

Fu Jichen didn't say anything, and continued to choose, and the third skirt was still white. Shen Jianian pulled his face, and almost wrote the word "unhappy" on his face.

"Do you only like white dresses?" Shen Jianian didn't realize that he was picking on thorns.

Fu Jichen didn't think there was anything wrong with her temper, so she took the white skirt and gestured to her side: "It matches my white shirt just right, isn't it?" The background cloth for taking ID photos is red, and it is more appropriate to wear white. ”

Shen Jianian was slightly stunned when she heard this, she was carried away by jealousy, she forgot to take ID photos, and her mind was full of the two photos from yesterday.

Overnight, the details of those two photos are still clearly etched in her mind. Although she only glanced at it in a hurry.

Since the car accident, her memory has not been very good, and she doesn't know why she remembers such details so clearly.

Shen Jianian took the white skirt and squeezed it in his hand, pursed his lips slightly, and asked him one last time: "Do you really want to go with me to get the certificate?" Does your family know? ”

Fu Jichen reached into his trouser pocket, took out his mobile phone to confirm the interface of the successful marriage registration appointment: "I have made an appointment last night, do you want to regret it?" ”

Shen Jianian turned his face away and looked at the full-length mirror next to him, his expression in the mirror was really awkward: "Now I'm asking you, just answer me." ”

Fu Jichen put his mobile phone aside, held her face with both hands, and looked at her deeply: "I'm sure I want to get the certificate with you, and I have confirmed it a long time ago." ”

Shen Jianian pushed the person out of the cloakroom, closed the sliding door, and changed into a white skirt.

The two had breakfast at home, Shen Jianian put on light makeup, and Fu Jichen personally drove her to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

When he arrived, the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau had already opened, Fu Jichen found a place to park the car, got out of the car and went around to the other side, opened the co-pilot's door, and saw Shen Jianian sitting in the seat without moving, he reminded loudly: "It's here." ”

It was almost nine o'clock, and the sun was already shining. Fu Jichen's whole person was bathed in light, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, he was not wearing a blazer, and his white shirt outlined a crisp back line, which made him clear and charming, and people passing by couldn't help but take a few more looks.

He propped up the roof of the car with one hand, bowed slightly, and said jokingly: "Shen Jianian, you won't regret it until now, right?" ”

It's late, and it's all at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, if she regrets it at this time, he may not be able to help but tie her in.

Shen Jianian's fingers clutched the document bag on her lap, which contained the documents needed to get a marriage certificate, and she and Fu Jichen were in it. It was only at this moment that she realized that the certificate was real, not just talking.

It is false to say that you are not nervous, after all, it is about marriage, and the so-called lifelong event is not child's play. She didn't know if the decision was too impulsive.

Shen Jianian looked sideways and looked at Fu Jichen who was waiting for her to get out of the car by the car, he didn't urge her, he just looked at her with a smile, gentle and patient.

The two photos flashed uncontrollably in her mind, and her heart ached, she was afraid that if she didn't ask again, it would be too late to regret it when she got the certificate.

It was too sunny outside, Shen Jiannian saw that Fu Jichen's fair forehead was sweating, she was a little unbearable, her fingers picked the edge of the document bag, and said in a negotiated tone: "You get in the car first, I have something to tell you." ”

Fu Jichen's eyes flashed with imperceptible panic, a person who has always acted decisively rarely has a moment of panic, he is just afraid that Shen Jianian is unwilling to marry him.

"You get in the car, the sun is too strong, it's very sunny." Shen Jianian further explained.

Fu Jichen hesitated for a while, went around to the driver's seat and sat down, and closed the car door. After the engine was turned off, the air conditioner in the car had not run out, and I could still feel the slightest coolness falling on my skin.

Shen Jianian handed him a tissue and asked him to wipe his sweat, but he didn't answer, she leaned over to wipe his forehead. Shen Jianian still didn't know how to ask, withdrew his hand and pinched the tissue, stared at his eyes, the temperature of his cheeks was rising, and he stumbled and said, "You ...... last night Is it a business or a private bureau? ”

Fu Jichen thought about the question she would ask, but what she asked at the moment was the opposite of what he thought, so his knee-jerk reaction was puzzled: "Last night? Entertainment? ”

"Hmm." Shen Jianian's restless hand picked out the edge of the file bag.

"It's a business entertainment, and a few customers who have cooperated with Junshan eat together."

"Just eating, nothing else?" Shen Jianian knew that asking this kind of question was really like an unreasonable "check the post".

Fu Jichen repeatedly pondered Shen Jianian's expression, but she was overwhelmed by him and staggered her gaze. Fu Jichen seemed to have touched the edge of a little truth: "Did someone tell you something?" ”

Shen Jianian's fingers used force to pick the document bag, and the fragile paper was about to be torn by her.

Fu Jichen further guessed: "Is it Fu Jianfang?" ”

He asked the manager of the western restaurant for monitoring last night, Fu Jianfang saw Shen Jiannian, and the two went to the box alone, and Shen Jiannian didn't stay in the box for a long time.

Seeing that Shen Jianian didn't speak, Fu Jichen answered her question first: "At the dinner, Dong Zhou's daughter also attended, and the business was almost ......."

After talking about the matter, Dong Chou mentioned that today happened to be his daughter's birthday, and his daughter even canceled the birthday party in order to come to the business field to learn from experience.

Everyone else praised Dong Chou's tiger father and no dog daughter, and Miss Zhou will be able to become a business legend like Dong Chou in the future. Miss Zhou blushed and smiled shyly when she was praised.

Dong Chou didn't want to wronged his baby daughter, so he asked the hotel to make a cake in advance and send it over, lit the candles himself, and asked his daughter to make a wish to blow out the candles. Miss Zhou asked her father to help take pictures, and she wanted to post it on Moments.

Chou Dong doted on his daughter, and immediately stood opposite with his mobile phone to take pictures of his daughter. Miss Zhou dipped her fingers in a little cream and smeared it on the tip of her nose, tilting her head and smiling at the camera.

She sat next to Fu Jichen, and it was inevitable that he would be framed in the picture when taking pictures. This is not a big deal, when Miss Zhou took back her mobile phone from Dong Chou, her elbow accidentally knocked over the goblet, and the corner of her white skirt was stained with red wine.

After Miss Zhou left, the waiter came over to serve the soup, and touched the spoon in the soup basin in a hairy manner, impartially, and the long-handled soup spoon happened to roll down on Fu Jichen.

His suit was left open and untouched, and his shirt and trousers were damaged.

If it's something else, forget it, the thick soup with thick thickeners is slimy, and for a person with a habit of cleanliness, it's really unbearable. The meal was still in progress, and it was difficult to leave, so he called Qu Mo and asked him to bring up the spare clothes in the car.

Fu Jichen opened a room to change clothes, and when he swiped the door with the room card, he walked in while unbuttoning it, and suddenly found a woman lying on the bed.

That woman was Miss Zhou, whom she had seen at the dinner not long ago, and she didn't go back after leaving the box, but hid here to rest.

Fu Jichen's expression froze for a second, then quickly turned his back, didn't look at the person on the bed, buttoned the unbuttoned shirt, his face was cold, and he secretly scolded the people in the hotel for what to do, and opened a room for him with people.

He walked away, and the person on the bed sat up at this time, wearing only a cool and sexy white silk suspender, and his voice was so soft that it could drip water: "Mr. Fu, you ...... How did you get here? ”

The man turned his back to her and didn't look back, and his tone was hurried, as if it was not a delicate beauty behind him, but some terrible flood beast: "The mistake of the hotel staff." ”