Boss Ji's petite wife

When the car arrived at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, it was almost 10 o'clock in the morning.

After Wen Shurong walked down, he quickly turned his head and looked behind him. At this moment, Ji Hongye got out of the car. He took off his sunglasses, and his deep eyebrows swept across Wen Shurong's face.

In the car just now, after Ji Hongye smoked two cigarettes in a row, he basically had nothing to say along the way, so until now, Wen Shurong doesn't know what Ji Hongye is thinking, and he doesn't know whether the other party agreed to him. What kind of mentality do you have.

"Shall we... go in now...?" Wen Shurong felt a little nervous after realizing it.

After all, this was his first marriage, even though he had been with Fu Wenxuan for so long in his previous life, he never mentioned marriage to him.

The feeling of excitement just now was suppressed, and Wen Shurong felt an unprecedented tension, so the expression on his face was unconsciously a little stiff. Ji Hongye looked at Wen Shurong's pale face, and habitually squinted his eyes. Then he walked to Wen Shurong's side in two steps, and put a hand on his wrist.

"Wen Shurong, you have no chance to regret it."

Ji Hongye turned his head sideways and looked at Wen Shurong's nervous expression, and said coldly.

"I didn't one by one." Wen Shurong subconsciously wanted to explain, but as soon as he said the explanation, Ji Hongye grabbed his wrist and walked into the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Wen Shurong was led to take two steps forward, Ji Hongye's feet pulled him like a wind, his ankles were still uncomfortable, and he staggered slightly.

Ji Hongye, who was walking in front, pulled his wrist, seemed to feel something, and slowed down, but he didn't turn his head or speak.

After entering the door, there are special staff to guide you.

"Are you two here...to register your marriage?"

The staff looked at the two people holding hands, then looked at the expressions of the two people, and asked with some uncertainty.

When Ji Hongye heard the other party's words, he frowned slightly. Before he could speak, Wen Shurong who was beside him quickly said, "Yes, yes... we two are here to get married."

Wen Shurong forced a smile on his face. He raised his eyes to see Ji Hongye's expression, but he didn't dare to speak too much. He always felt that Ji Hongye seemed a little angry now.

"Those two go over there to register and fill in the information." Although the staff felt that the two looked a little strange, they still said politely.

When the two arrived at the registration area, the staff there looked up at the two people sitting opposite and asked them for their documents.

Wen Shurong and Ji Hongye handed over their certificates one after another, and then the staff handed over two forms for them to fill out.

Wen Shurong took the pen on the table, looked at the form, and then raised his eyes to look at Ji Hongye, just in time to meet the other's eyes.

There was no expression on Ji Hongye's face, but the contours of his cheeks were already cold and hard, so it seemed that he exuded an aura that strangers should not enter.

Wen Shurong swallowed, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "Fill, fill...? It should be soon. After Wen Shurong finished speaking, he subconsciously glanced at the staff, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes.

Ji Hongye didn't say anything, but lowered his head and began to fill in the form. Wen Shurong was relieved when he saw this, and then buried his head and began to fill in the form. After completing the form, they pressed their fingerprints. The two handed the form to the staff, and then took pictures.

The two were about to get up, but they were stopped by the staff who had just submitted the form.

Wen Shurong thought that there was still some process, so he turned his head quickly and asked suspiciously: "Is there anything else to fill in?"

The staff looked at Wen Shurong's face, then looked at the dirty suit on the other party's body, and said after a moment of silence: "Sir, marriage is based on the mutual consent of both parties. If you don't want to, we will ..."

Wen Shurong was stunned for a moment when he heard the other party's words. Before he understood what was going on, Ji Hongye beside him said in a cold voice: "He did it voluntarily."

When the staff heard Ji Hongye's words and looked at the other person's cold expression, they felt uneasy for a moment, but they still said to Wen Shurong: "Sir, if you have any unspeakable secrets, we can help you, after all..."

Wen Shurong heard the staff's words again, and instantly understood what the other party meant, so the other party misunderstood his relationship with Ji Hongye, thinking that he was threatened by Ji Hongye.

How could it be possible, if it was a threat, it would be him threatening Ji Hongye, although he was not sure that he would dare to threaten him.

"No no, you misunderstood, I am voluntary, I am very willing!"

Wen Shurong said to the staff, and immediately turned to explain to Ji Hongye: "I have no regrets, I will not regret it! Really!"

Wen Shurong was afraid that Ji Hongye would be unhappy, so he bravely rubbed against the other party, stretched out his hand to hold the other party's hand, and then looked up at the other party's expression.

Ji Hongye didn't say anything, but his cold brows softened a little because of Wen Shurong's impatient explanation.

"That's good. Congratulations, both of you. Let's go take pictures." The staff saw that Shurong's demeanor did not seem to be fake, so they didn't say anything more.

Seeing that Ji Hongye didn't let go of his hand, Wen Shurong was very happy, and he became more courageous, and his other hand also climbed onto the other's arm.

This time, Ji Hongye turned his head and glanced at Wen Shurong, and his eyes fell on Wen Shurong's hand hooking his arm.

"That, that, I... I'm a little nervous, you... let me pull, okay?"

Wen Shurong was anxious, but he didn't let go of his hand. The palm of Ji Hongye's hand was slightly sweaty, and he looked really nervous.

When Ji Hongye heard Wen Shurong's coquettish words, his face was expressionless, but his ears were slightly red. He didn't speak, but he didn't push Wen Shurong's hand away either.

Let the other party hold your finger with one hand and hold your arm with the other.

Wen Shurong saw that although Ji Hongye didn't agree, he didn't refuse either, so he cheekily pretended that the other party acquiesced in his behavior.

The place to take pictures is not big, and there is a red background cloth behind the two of them.

At this time, Wen Shurong had already let go of Ji Hongye. This was the first time he took a photo with Ji Hongye in the same frame, but he didn't expect it to be a wedding photo.

Wen Shurong paid special attention to it, because this photo was to be placed on their marriage certificate, so he reached out and fiddled with his head to tidy up the messy hair.

"It's... okay, I'm like this, my hair is messy, and my clothes seem a little dirty..."

Wen Shurong pulled and pulled on his suit a little cramped, and muttered to himself for a long time, until the staff who took the photo got a little impatient.

"The two of you should get closer. Yes, the gentleman on the right should move closer to the left." The cameraman said dutifully.

Wen Shurong leaned towards Ji Hongye very obediently. Due to the height of the two of them, his ear happened to be on Ji Hongye's shoulder.

"Uh, um...Ji Hongye, can I hug you like I did just now?" Wen Shurong asked in a low voice.Hearing Shurong's voice beside him, Ji Hongye turned his head slightly, and glanced at the other party. At this time, the other party was looking up at him, black and white eyes with a hint of pleading.

Ji Hongye only looked at each other, then glanced away, but didn't speak.

Seeing the other party like this, Wen Shurong bit his lower lip, knowing that his request seemed a bit too much, so he discarded this idea, but still unconsciously leaned closer to the other party, slightly tiptoed, keeping his cheeks away from the other party By getting closer to some of the photos taken in this way, he will be closer to Ji Hongye, although the other party still has a serious look on his face.

"Okay, don't move, I'm going to take a picture?" The staff who took the picture saw the two getting closer and said.

Wen Shurong heard this, and quickly turned her head away from looking at Ji Hongye, but raised her lips slightly to make herself smile more naturally.

Just when Wen Shurong showed a smiling face, he suddenly felt his waist tighten, and his whole body was pressed against Ji Hongye.

Ji Hongye's arm was like a steel hoop, holding his waist up slightly, and he was almost half-held into his arms by the other party.

Wen Shurong's eyes widened suddenly. Before his round eyes could turn his head to see what was going on, the shooting staff pressed the shutter.

"Okay, the filming is over." The staff looked at the two people in the camera and nodded with satisfaction.

Hearing what the staff said here, Ji Hongye had already let go of Wen Shurong.

Wen Shurong was still immersed in the embrace just now, and he didn't realize it. If it wasn't for the feeling of Ji Hongye's arm and palm falling on his waist, he would have thought he was dreaming just now.

Ji Hongye walked out first, Wen Shurong's face was slightly hot, he looked at Ji Hongye's tall back, stretched out his hand to rub his cheeks, and followed out with a sigh of relief.

The two of them were waiting for the marriage certificate to be produced at this time. Wen Shurong was sitting in the waiting area. Now that all the procedures were over, the nervousness in his heart gradually turned into secret joy.

As happy as a squirrel stealing the pine cones from Mr. Xiong next door, his eyes drifted in the direction of Ji Hongye unconsciously from the very beginning.

At this time, the other party didn't sit down, but stood by the window not too far away, with a cigarette in his mouth, but because smoking was prohibited here, he didn't light it up, and just held the cigarette holder in his mouth.

Wen Shurong could only look at the other person's side face, but couldn't see the other person's expression. Although he couldn't guess what Ji Hongye was thinking, at least he was in a good mood, after all...Ji Hongye took the initiative to hug him just now.

Thinking of this, Wen Shurong's face started to heat up again. The more he thought about it, the happier he became. He didn't realize that he was so happy because of Ji Hongye's action.

Afterwards, the marriage certificate was produced, and the staff called the two people's names. Wen Shurong heard the voice, stood up instantly, his eyes lit up, and when he finally got the two small red books, the corners of his eyes were red.

He opened it with trembling fingers, and saw the photo of the two of them together. He stared stupidly at Riri with a frightened look, while Ji Hongye had a flat face, if he ignored the slightly raised corners of his mouth.