Once seated in the car, Song Qiao still hadn’t snapped back to reality!
Old Li, the driver, had been driving for Lu Jingchen for several years and had become an old hand. Seeing Lu Jingchen leading a girl onto the car, he couldn’t believe his eyes, because throughout these years, no other woman had ever gotten into the car except for the young master’s sister!
The sound of the car door closing snapped Old Li back to reality, and he immediately asked, "Sir, are we heading back to the villa?"
Lu Jingchen didn’t respond to Old Li’s question. Instead, he turned to Song Qiao and asked, "Where do you live?"
Song Qiao came to her senses, but her brain was still a bit hazy, and she blurted out the name of the residential community where she and Ning Wan lived!
Half an hour later, when the car stopped at the entrance of the residential community, Song Qiao finally regained her composure. She turned her head to look at the man beside her and was about to say something when he spoke first: "Go up and get your ID card and household registration book. I’ll wait for you here!"
Song Qiao was stunned and then asked stupidly, "Why do I need my ID card and household registration book?"
Lu Jingchen’s expression unchanged, he gently ruffled her hair, his tone carrying a hint of warmth: "Hmm, take your ID card and household registration book, and while the Civil Affairs Bureau isn’t closed yet, let’s go get our marriage certificate!"
Suddenly feeling as if struck by lightning, Song Qiao stood rooted to the spot, half-convinced she was dreaming. She pinched her own thigh hard enough for the pain to bring her to a grimace, finally realizing this was not a dream!
Seeing Song Qiao’s actions, Lu Jingchen frowned and grabbed her hand that was pinching her own thigh: "Do you have a masochistic streak or something? Why are you pinching your thigh for no reason?" Follow current novᴇls on NoveIꜰire.net
The man’s large hand enveloped her small one, immediately making her forget the pain in her leg. With a silly and baffled expression, Song Qiao said, "I wanted to see if I was dreaming, that I could actually snag such a hot guy on the street who agrees to marry me!"
Hearing Song Qiao’s words, Old Li, the driver in front, couldn’t help but snicker and laughed out loud, now realizing that the young master had been cornered into marriage by this girl!
With just a glance from Lu Jingchen, Old Li immediately stifled his laughter, stared straight ahead, and kept silent!
The man, rendered speechless and helpless by Song Qiao’s words, ruffled her hair again and said, "Didn’t you want to marry me? Alright, while the Civil Affairs Bureau is still open, go up and get your ID card and household registration book quickly. I’ll wait for you here. Don’t be too long or we won’t be able to get the certificate today!"
Song Qiao responded with another silly "oh", and as the man opened the car door for her, she jumped out and walked towards the residential complex!
Her steps felt as though she was walking on clouds, and Song Qiao still found this whole situation somewhat surreal!
Well, maybe it’s because that man is too handsome, making her feel like she’s living a spring dream!
Lu Jingchen watched the woman’s figure disappear into the complex, withdrew his gaze, took out his phone, and dialed Gu Xicheng’s number: "Xicheng, take my ID card and household registration book to the Civil Affairs Bureau!"
Gu Xicheng was still adjusting to jet lag and had not yet woken up when he received Lu Jingchen’s call. He was very sleepy, but when he heard what Lu Jingchen said, he woke up in shock and asked incredulously, "Why do you want me to take your ID card and household registration book to the Civil Affairs Bureau? Are you getting married?"