After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

"Mr. Yan, ah! Mr. Yan, I was wrong, I was wrong, ahhh!"

Yan Tingjue sweated profusely, dropped his whip, and took off his black leather gloves.

Sitting on the chair, he asked coldly, "Tell me, what is your relationship with Mi Tu?"

The blood-stained man stared wide-eyed.

"No, I don't know, I don't know any Mitu."

"I'd like to see if your mouth is tough or your bones are hard."

Yan Tingjue waved at the bodyguard, who picked up a pair of pliers and a hammer and walked towards the man.

Minutes later, the man had two teeth pulled out, a bone in his knee smashed, and cried, "I said it, I said it all."

"That's right."

Yan Tingjue held the phone, "Speak slowly and clearly, a lie, and you will suffer much more than today."

The man trembled uncontrollably, his eyes glazed over, and he said everything he knew.

"Boss Yan, what should we do now?"

Yan Tingjue got up and glanced at the man.

"Throw it to the black country."

It was a poor and cruel country.

*
The next morning.

Jing Wanwan opened her eyes, and bumped into a pair of affectionate pupils.

She smiled and opened her arms to hug him.

"Yan Tingjue, I dreamed of you."

Yan Tingjue was stunned for a moment, "What did you dream about me?"

"I dreamed that we went to school together, and you were driving me on a bicycle. I could feel the wind and the sun, so happy!"

Yan Tingjue touched her eyebrows, "Have you had enough sleep?"

"Yeah, but I still want to stay in bed for a few minutes."

"You sleep, I'll go downstairs to make breakfast."

"Okay, I'll go down and find you after five more minutes of sleep."

"Ah."

Yan Tingjue finished his breakfast first, "I'll go to the front yard to have a look, come find me after you finish eating."

"OK!"

Aunt Chen was in the front yard, smiling at Yan Tingjue.

"Master, why did you suddenly ask Tezhu Zhou to bring over your school bicycle?"

With gentle eyes, Yan Tingjue glanced at the bicycle that he had followed for many years.

Patted the seat, "I want to take Wan Wan to experience it."

"It's very good, the young lady will definitely like it!"

"Yantingjue, what are you doing in the front yard?" Jing Wanwan ran out happily.

Yan Tingjue stepped on the ground with one foot, rode on the bicycle, and patted the seat behind him.

"I'll take you to dry and bask in the sun."

Jing Wanwan's eyes turned red and her nose sore, she jumped over and sat down, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"I'm done, let's go."

Yan Tingjue kicked his foot, and the bicycle flew far away.

Jing Wanwan screamed: "You are too fast!"

"Afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

She hugged his waist tightly and laughed.

"Yan Tingjue, you want to fulfill my dream!"

"Yes."

Yan Tingjue took Jing Wanwan to the wedding photography shop.

"Mr. Yan, Mrs. Yan, good morning."

The manager and all the employees in the store greet you respectfully.

Yan Tingjue said with a cold face, "Let's take wedding photos."

Jing Wanwan's face was flushed, and her heart was warm.

This man has triggered the love function, and there are really too many surprises.

"Madam Yan, there are a lot of couple costumes here, what do you want to wear with President Yan?"

Jing Wanwan looked at it once, then shook Yan Tingjue's arm.

"Which do you want to wear?"

Yan Tingjue looked around carefully and pointed to it.

"That set."

Jing Wanwan's eyes widened, full of joy.

Boys and girls' clothes, school couples' clothes, so cute!

"Come closer, come closer."

the photographer said patiently.

Jing Wanwan's eyes were red, and she froze when thinking of what happened when she was young.

Yan Tingjue kept leaning towards her, and when the photographer said to come closer, he hugged her and leaned towards him.

"Yes, that's it!" The photographer pressed the shutter, "Perfect!"

Jing Wanwan ran to look at the photos, her school uniform and youthful hairstyle, she really looked like a couple of teenagers and girls in love.

She quickly said, "Can you wash a few more?"

"Only two photos are needed for the marriage certificate." The staff member said.

"Wash a few more, I want to put them in my wallet!"

"Okay!" The staff smiled brightly and satisfied Jing Wanwan's request.

After walking out with the photo, Jing Wanwan took out the wallet from Yan Tingjue's pocket, and wanted to put one in his wallet.

"Hey, when did you put our photos in your wallet?"

"When taking wedding photos, I picked one for them to take."

"You kept it from me!" Jing Wanwan snorted, but still stuffed the photo of her marriage certificate into it.

Yan Tingjue took it over and looked at it, "It's a good match."

"Have you ever praised yourself so much?" Jing Wanwan's face was like a peach blossom, "The little girl is young and beautiful, and the streets are full of people chasing me."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Yan Tingjue hugged her and whispered in her ear: "My lord, I've had great luck, and I'm a good match for Miss."

Jing Wanwan laughed so hard that she almost cried, and hugged his neck.

He subconsciously picked her up by the waist and stepped onto the bicycle.

Jing Wanwan sat on Yan Tingjue's leg and exclaimed, "Sitting like this, can you ride a bicycle?"

"Your husband and I are not old men."

In order to prove that he is very good, Yan Tingjue stepped fast.

Along the way, Jing Wanwan screamed and laughed, at this moment, she felt that she was the happiest person!

Civil Affairs Bureau.

Yan Tingjue led Jing Wanwan to take the private passage.

"Let's line up."

Jing Wanwan looked longingly at the couples lining up in the hall.

Yan Tingjue followed her gaze and looked around, "Okay."

"Let's find a place to sit."

She pulled him to sit in the second row, listening to the discussions of the people behind him.

There are discussions about married life.

There are discussions about weddings.

There are also discussions about how many children to have in the future.

There are also discussions about deposits, cars and houses.

Jing Wanwan listened carefully, and she also had yearning in her heart.

"Number 52!"

"It's our time." Jing Wanwan dragged Yan Tingjue forward.

"Is it necessary to apply for a marriage certificate?" the staff asked.

Jing Wanwan looked at Yan Tingjue.

Yan Tingjue was a little embarrassed, "We have obtained a marriage certificate, and we are here to re-record the photos of the marriage certificate."

The staff froze for a moment, but didn't respond for a moment.

Jing Wanwan hurriedly said: "The photo on our marriage certificate is too ugly, I want to make a replacement."

"Oh."

"is it not OK?"

"Yes, yes, please show me your marriage certificate first."

The staff looked at the two of them, "You two look so good-looking, there is no such thing as an ugly picture."

Yan Tingjue hated being scrutinized, and said coldly: "You just have to deal with it quickly, don't talk nonsense!"

Jing Wanwan pinched him, "I'm sorry, my husband has a bad temper."

The staff member nodded, "Show me the marriage certificate first."

"Sorry, our marriage certificate was burned by my husband."

The staff member was a man, staring at Yan Tingjue with wide eyes.

"Why burn the marriage certificate?"

This lady is so good-looking and qualified, but this man is not qualified. Do you want them to apply for a divorce certificate?

"I'm afraid my wife will run away!"

With a sullen face, Yan Tingjue began to take out his cell phone.

When the staff was about to ask Jing Wanwan if her marriage was unhappy, the people above rushed over.

"Mr. Yan, I'm really sorry. I didn't know you were here. What kind of business do you want to do? I will do it for you myself!"

"lead?"

"Go away, this is the president of Yan's Group, you can't offend him!"

The leader held up the collar of the staff member and threw it away for him.