Jian Si found her household register and ID card in her bag, tomorrow, their nas, one adult and one minor, would be transferred to another book, and they would truly be together as a family.
She lifted her finger to look at the ring on it and smiled sweetly.
"So eager to marry , huh?" Nan Zhan suddenly appeared behind her, startling her.
She hurriedly placed her hand on her chest, rebuking him, "You scared to death."
He took her ID card and looked at it, the girl in the photo still had twin ponytails, her clean features exuding innocence, "When was this photo taken?"
"Back in high school."
"So you looked like this the first ti we slept together." He had a good mory but it wasn’t as good as her facial recognition skills. Back then, he only rembered the girl’s general appearance. Over the years, her youthful look had faded, and her features in his mind were no longer very clear. If it weren’t for seeing her now and overlapping it with the face in his mory, he would have nearly forgotten how she looked back then.
"Looking like a minor, how could I have laid my hands on you?" Nan Zhan shook his head.
Jian Si’s face turned red, and she snatched her ID card back, "I am not showing you anymore."
"Jian Si, I have a request." He suddenly leaned closer, his chin suggestively brushing against her face, "Will you agree to it?"
"It depends on what the request is." Jian Si was not so easily fooled,
"I want to comb your hair." His voice was seductive and low, his slender fingers twining around a strand of her long hair, "Okay?"
"You know how to comb hair?"
"Self-taught."
Jian Si sitting in front of the vanity handed him the comb on the table: "Make it look nice."
Nan Zhan took the comb properly, giving her a ’don’t worry’ look.
Although he was clumsy, he was very gentle and ticulous. The white comb gently brushed through Jian Si’s hair, it was a bit itchy but very comfortable, especially when his long fingers weaved through her hair, making her so tense that her body stiffened.
Watching his serious expression in the mirror, she suddenly recalled a phrase she had read in a book that she still vividly rembers, the book said: A man and woman sharing a bed after marriage are like a couple joined by their hair. Since then, the protagonist always dread of keeping her long hair, finding the person who would tie her hair, and stay with them for life.
While she couldn’t rember if the protagonist’s wish was ultimately fulfilled, the man currently styling her hair had made her find him.
Tying a strand of hair, binding a lifeti of yearning.
Jian Si revealed a sweet smile in the mirror, but the next second, her smile twitched a bit because she realized the man had tied her hair into twin ponytails, feeling a sudden ominous premonition.
As expected, Nan Zhan, quite satisfied with his creation, wrapped his arms around her shoulders and said, "I can’t wait to relive the past with you."
Jian Si: "..."
A pillow was thrown in his face, followed by a kick on his leg.
Nan Zhan, in pain but laughing, held her slender waist and said, "A French braid would also do."
Jian Si, both crying and laughing, simply ignored him.
"Wife, I have a dowry for you."
Jian Si: "Haven’t you already given yourself to ?"
Nan Zhan mysteriously took out a docunt from the bedside drawer and handed it over: "Take a look for yourself."
"What is this?" Jian Si suspiciously opened the docunt, becoming more and more surprised as she read, "This is... my dad’s company?"
"Yes, I’ve returned it to you just as it was, but don’t worry, I’ve already found capable people to manage it, knowing you’re not cut out for heavy business roles."
Jian Si was both shocked and moved: "How did you do it?"
"That company, just a casual check reveals a heap of issues, plus I found evidence of their malicious encroachnt, it was quite simply done."
Jian Si hugged him tightly, "Thank you, Nan Zhan, my parents’ spirits in heaven can finally be at peace now."
"What did you call ?"
Jian Si buried her face in his chest and said softly, "Thank you... husband."
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Gao Ruobing was surprised to receive a call from Nan Zhan. At that mont, she was watching TV in the living room with Gao Hanshan and Zhang Wenfang. Gao Hanshan was talking about the recent situation of the company, which wasn’t very optimistic. The sales performance was declining steadily, and so old clients had also run off to Qixi Vineyard.
"At this rate, our title of Aus City’s number one vineyard is likely to be taken by Gu Qili," Gao Hanshan looked worriedly at Gao Ruobing, "Bingbing, how is your matter with Nan Zhan progressing?"
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