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Chapter 202 Finale (Part [-])
Pei Mi came back after Shang Chenhan's award was over.

As a peace-loving patriarch who made a living by robbing, she has been shining on the battlefield (making a fortune) in the past two years.

The Federation turned a blind eye to it. They are really contributing, but they just took some winning prizes in advance. What can they say?

When Pei Mi left, the Federation was still cleaning up the mess. When he came back, there were brightly colored flags and banners everywhere.

The capital star is filled with an atmosphere that is a bit out of tune with her.

Pei Mi got off the mecha, lowered her head and sent a message to the special assistant, asking him to come over to deal with some emergencies.

"came back?"

The clear voice is neither slow nor fast, like pearls falling on a plate.

Pei Mi raised her eyes and looked over indifferently. The man standing in the distance was wearing a long coat, and underneath was a pair of black and golden boots.

Incomparably handsome, noble and elegant.

Pei Mi raised his eyebrows, "Hey, you're a busy man."

The person who came was Shang Chenhan, who was buried in the laboratory almost all year round.

Except when Pei Mi went to rob, and he came out to have a meal with him by the way.

Sometimes you want to see people, but you can't see them.

In fact, the most important thing is that Shang Chenhan's vacation dates are staggered with Pei Mi's, and Pei Mi likes to wander around the whole galaxy, which leads to such an illusion.

"Together?"

Avoiding Pei Mi's move, Shang Chenhan changed the topic to his own purpose.

"Okay."

Just as he was talking, the special assistant had come with someone.

He was supposed to come over to greet him, but Pei Mi didn't follow common sense and refused to show off.

That's why the special assistant stepped over now.

"I drove the car."

Shang Chenhan raised his eyes slightly, saying that he didn't want to see the third person.

"Alright." Pei Mi thought for a while, then handed everything over to the assistant, and followed Shang Chenhan to leave in a fair and honest manner.

The assistant said he was a little tired, but he could only watch the two people leaving helplessly.

At the same time let the people in the dark pay attention.

Although the family leader's force value is very high, have you ever seen any family leader come to fight with someone by himself?

Besides, no matter how skilled you are, you are afraid of gang fights.

It’s unclear what Shang Chenhan’s specific driving skills are, but he uses autonomous driving.

Pei Mi is a little uncomfortable with the automatic driving. There is a disadvantage of not being able to drive as fast as herself.

"What do you want me to do? Treat me to dinner?"

Pei Mi randomly picked up a topic, so as not to be annoyed by this speed all the time.

"this is for you."

Shang Chenhan took out a document from the drawer in the car and handed it to Pei Mi.

On top is a table.

【Marriage Application Form】

After all, Shang Chenhan's identity is quite special, and he has to register and make a report when he gets married.

Pei Mi held the piece of paper in a daze for a long time.

Only then did he choke out a sentence, "Your brain was burned when you were doing the experiment?"

Shang Chenhan's face darkened, "I've slept with me so many times, are you planning to just not be responsible?"

Pei Mi's fingers trembled, and the pictures of the small world inevitably came in again.

Pei Mi finally said with difficulty, "You remember..."

Didn't she expect to remember?How does the federation do things?Shouldn't those memories be erased?

"What do you think."

Shang Chenhan raised his eyes lightly and looked at Pei Mi.

Pei Mi touched the tip of his nose and said, "I think it's good to be single."

Shang Chenhan raised his eyebrows, leaned over, pressed the man on the passenger seat, and stretched his fingers through the corner of his clothes.

Pei Mi's body stiffened. The small world was a small world, and his body in the real world was still a little different.

Then, I heard the young man's warm breath in my ear, "It's still the same sensitivity."

Pei Mi: 屮艸芔茻!
In fact, she may not be clear, if she didn't like it, how could she be willing to agree to those tasks.

It was like he acquiesced in her robbing his institute again and again.

(End of this chapter)