"How is that possible?" Huo Beijiang instinctively tightened his grip, pulling Nan Fei’s body closely against his, his handso face serious: "Don’t just say this once, even if I have to wait for three days and nights, I’m willing. Babe, let’s go register for marriage now!"
After speaking, he took out two household registration books and a permission letter and introduction letter from his pocket like showing off a prized treasure.
"I had Xue Lihong handle it personally; it just arrived. He also transferred your household registration from your hotown directly to the Imperial City." Huo Beijiang smiled, "Xue Lihong is my grandpa’s man, he’s the most reliable."
"So you used the people your grandpa left you to handle this matter?"
"Of course!" Is there anything more important than this? Absolutely not!
There are too many things to criticize, and Nan Fei is too exhausted to complain.
"Let’s go! Babe." Huo Beijiang lifted Nan Fei and started walking, moving swiftly without the slightest burden, completely ignoring the looks from bystanders.
"Put down first, let walk by myself."
"Oh! Alright then!" The tone was quite regretful.
"It’s already after work hours at those offices, isn’t it?" Nan Fei agreed with Jiang Yang; without his approval, she absolutely couldn’t agree to remarry.
"I’ve already given them a heads-up, the registration window closest to us is working overti to help us. They are waiting, let’s hurry, it’s not good to keep people waiting." Hmph! The brat wants to compete with him? No way!
Ever since Huo Beijiang started the palace intrigue with Jiang Yang, he had been preparing everything for today, especially when he noticed that the little wifey was getting more and more fond of him, he had never been happier. Even looking at Tu Cheng, he found him much more agreeable.
Nan Fei: "..."
"But Jiang Yang..." It’s tough being caught in the middle!
Huo Beijiang’s expression imdiately turned extrely dejected upon hearing Jiang Yang’s na, lowering his eyes and pursing his thin lips, whispering after a long pause: "Babe, I know why Jiang Yang is against us being together, it’s because I haven’t been able to take good care of you, instead dragged you down. You were targeted and constantly in danger, I actually bla myself a lot."
Huo Beijiang said, quickly giving Nan Fei a glance, deep eyes gradually showing a hint of remorse and guilt, "I’m really hard to bla!"
Nan Fei frantically told herself in her heart: It’s a lie, everything is a lie, he’s acting, he’s a drama king, don’t believe it. This guy’s self-bla is real, his sadness is real, and his guilt is also real.
But he’s fake now, it’s fake!
"But babe, do you know how heartbroken I was when I heard you wanted a divorce while I was in Kannaya? I had just received a farewell ssage from a dying friend and hadn’t recovered from the sorrow when I found out my wifey was gone, the woman I loved didn’t want anymore."
Huo Beijiang’s emotions were slightly out of control, and he hugged Nan Fei’s waist, burying his face into her neck.
"I was really about to go crazy, desperately wanting to fly back imdiately, do anything, as long as you wouldn’t leave . But I couldn’t, I couldn’t do anything, just watch you divorce , not even able to say a word against it. Because I knew doing so was for your good, as long as you were safe and sound, nothing else mattered."
Being held in his arms, Nan Fei could clearly feel his slightly trembling body, and her heart trembled along with it. The thought of it being fake, an act, disappeared from her mind.
It’s real!
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