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C10 Marriage

Ji Qing pursed her lips. "Don't we need to get the marriage certificate?"

"No need."

"Is that piece of paper enough?" ___ asked.

"Yes."

The office returned to its usual silence. The atmosphere was tense.

After a long while, Ji Qing mustered her courage and said, "Can we go and get the marriage certificate? If we don't get the marriage certificate, how can I explain it to my family? They will definitely arrange a blind date for me. We are already husband and wife now. You definitely don't want me to go on a blind date."

Gu Jishen didn't say anything.

However, his expression had obviously changed slightly.

Ji Qing's eyes flashed with joy, and then she continued, "Young Master Gu, you have your own purpose in marrying me, right? You also want to let your family know that you are married, right? If that's the case, why don't we go and get the marriage certificate? If your family sees this marriage agreement, what will your family think?"

" I can promise you " Gu Jishen's voice was faint and cold.

Ji Qing slightly blinked her eyes and her voice carried a trace of excitement. "Really?"

"But..."

Ji Qing's eyes suddenly dimmed and she curled her lips," What conditions do you have? "

"You must stay at home."

Ji Qing's pupils immediately became the biggest and she quickly shook her head, "I cannot stay at home. I still have my job. I think you have already investigated me. I am the general manager of Ji's Group. I have to go back and manage the company for my father. "

Gu Jishen did not say anything. Ji Qing said, "We agreed that we would not interfere with each other. You are restricting my freedom."

"Other than this, I can promise you anything else."

Gu Jishen had nothing to say.

Ji Qing pursed her lips and rolled her eyes. "You have your own purpose in marrying me. If you don't promise me, then I can only show this marriage agreement to your family."

Gu Jishen's dark and deep eyes quickly flashed with a touch of hostility. "Are you threatening me?"

Ji Qing's body trembled slightly. This man was really scary...

If she lived with him, would she be scared often?

"I am not threatening you. We all have our own goals. Why can't we reach an agreement?"

That day, Ji Qing and Gu Jishen went to get the marriage certificate.

In Ji family, Ji Qing showed the marriage certificate to Ji Tianyang. "Dad, I am married."

Ji Tianyang's face showed a trace of surprise. "You are married?"

"Yes, I am." Ji Qing nodded. "Dad, you said that if I get married, you will transfer the property to me."

"Didn't I already sign the property transfer agreement?" Ji Tianyang frowned slightly and looked at Ji Qing with a puzzled look.

Why didn't she know about this?

No wonder Han Meier and the others acted so quickly. It turned out that they lied to her father and signed the property transfer agreement.

At this time, Han Meier carried some fruits out. "Have some fruits."

Ji Qing's gaze was cold as she looked at Han Meier. "Where is the property transfer agreement?"

A trace of panic flashed across Han Meier's eyes, and then she said, "I forgot to give it to you. Qing, wait a moment. I will go and get it for you now."

Han Meier gave the property transfer letter to Ji Qing and Ji Qing signed her name on it.

"Qing, what is the job of your marriage partner?"

"What kind of work does he do? Qing, do you want to get your money quickly, so you randomly find someone to marry?" Han Meier said sarcastically.

Ji Tianyang glared at Han Meier fiercely, his voice carrying a trace of sternness." What nonsense are you talking about? Qing is not such a person!"

Ji Qing kept looking at Ji Tianyang. "Dad, we really love each other."

Han Meier snorted coldly and said sarcastically," Do you really love each other? You just broke up with Lin Zihang and got married to someone else in the blink of an eye!"

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