Xie Qinghuan simply stopped talking, until over twenty minutes later, when they were about to arrive at the civil affairs bureau, Xie Qinghuan suddenly smiled lightly at the man beside her and said, "Ah, I just rembered, the household register is left at ho."
Yan Jiu’s face darkened a few shades as he deeply looked at the woman in front of him.
He turned the car around and headed towards Qinghuan’s ho.
Since the distance was not short, it was an hour later by the ti they returned to Xie Qinghuan’s ho.
Yan Jiu entered the house and directly sat on the sofa, staring at the woman in front of him, lost in thought.
Xie Qinghuan slowly sat down as well, without any intention of getting the household register.
"What are you dazing around for? Go get the household register!" Yan Jiu urged.
"I haven’t agreed to marry you yet, this is forcing ." Xie Qinghuan frowned and spoke, lounging on the sofa, not moving at all.
Yan Jiu was sowhat at a loss, since he couldn’t hit or scold her.
In a fit of anger, he got up and started searching the room.
Xie Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, watching him rummage through the room for ages, while she lowered her head to trim her nails.
An hour later, Yan Jiu was quite frustrated.
He turned the whole house upside down but still couldn’t find the household register, Yan Jiu’s face turned a few shades darker.
Xie Qinghuan’s lips curved into a light smile, thinking that forcing marriage in this way was impossible.
Though she was pregnant now, Xie Qinghuan was definitely soone with principles.
A few minutes later, Yan Jiu sat back beside her, pulling her onto his lap, "Where did you hide it, huh?"
Xie Qinghuan tilted her head and smiled lightly, saying nothing.
"Be good, tell and I’ll give you a kiss."
"You really know how to take advantage." Xie Qinghuan reached out and pushed his handso face away.
Yan Jiu smiled slightly and still pecked her cheek before reaching directly for her bag.
Xie Qinghuan’s heart tightened, "What are you doing!"
"Courage has grown, daring to play tricks on !" Yan Yiheng was sure the household register was definitely inside this woman’s bag.
While he was speaking, he had already taken the household register out.
But although he was fast, Xie Qinghuan was faster, she reached out to try and grab it.
Yan Yiheng dodged with his big hand, but she still managed to grab a corner of the household register, Xie Qinghuan climbed up and kneeled on him, refusing to yield.
After a few dozen seconds, there was a tearing sound.
The dark red booklet, split in two. Each held half.
Both were a bit dumbfounded.
Yan Yiheng glared at the woman in his arms, gritting his teeth, "Xie Qinghuan!"
Xie Qinghuan was indifferent, got up from him, and sat aside, glancing at the half of the household register in her hand, saying calmly, "Why get angry, just reapply for one if it’s torn."
His chest heaved slightly, infuriated by her.
Xie Qinghuan revealed a triumphant smile, "What are you looking at? Although you, Yan Yiheng, aren’t that easy to marry, I, Xie Qinghuan, am not that easy to wed either."
Scoundrel.
No wedding, no ring, no flowers, no proposal!
He wants her to go register just like that?
Dream on!
She’s not as easy to fool as Qiao Xiaomo.
Seeing Yan Yiheng’s slightly twisted face from anger, Xie Qinghuan laughed, "Don’t get so worked up, rember to educate the baby."
Yan Yiheng told himself repeatedly in his heart not to stoop to her level.
But just as his mood was calming down a bit, the woman’s next words reignited his anger.
"Yan Yiheng, if I still don’t want to marry you before my belly gets big, I’ll take the child abroad and find a handso, blue-eyed foreign guy to be the dad."
"You..." The few words stuck between his teeth hadn’t co out yet.
Xie Qinghuan laughed again, "So certain people should think carefully about what to do. After all, you know I’m not soone with a good temper."
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