C10 Registration

Yun Weirann fought with Gong Mo in her dreams all night long, and when she woke up the next morning, she felt spiritless.

"Wei Wei, aren't you going to work today?" Liangyu asked curiously when she saw that Yun Weirann had not woken up until almost nine. Usually, when they got up, Yun Weirann and Zhang Qian would no longer be there.

"I'm not going. I have something to take care of today. I've already applied for leave with the unit." Yun Weirann said that she didn't even take a leave of absence. She had just decided to marry herself last night. At most, her bonuses would just be reduced.

Yun Weirann called Zhao casually after she was done with her work, saying that she couldn't go today. She thought it would be a roar from the other party, but instead of being angry, he had kindly told her to rest well. Someone had already given her leave of absence, so she didn't have to worry about her work.

Yun Weirann didn't need to think to know who the person who applied for her leave was. She just didn't know what he said. She didn't want anyone in the company to misunderstand their relationship.

At 10 o'clock, Gong Mo's call came on time. Yun Weirann pursed her lips and adjusted her tone before answering, "Hello." Yun Weirann's light voice transmitted to Gong Mo's ears through the cold phone line. It was like a cool breeze on a hot summer day, causing Gong Mo's mood to immediately become happy.

"Finished packing, I'll wait for you at the place where you got off the car last night." The man's voice carried the laziness of the early morning. It was indescribably sexy, but Yun Weirann didn't feel moved at all. Instead, the guilt in her heart increased. Her decision was very hasty, but what about Gong Mo? Would he regret it?

Gong Mo still had a low-key Audi, just like his whole person. A low-key Audi had its connotations.

Yun Weirann opened the passenger door and got in. She glanced at the man who combed his hair especially neatly, wearing a suit of Armani. He looked a little old due to his hairstyle. Yun Weirann looked at Gong Mo, who was very serious, and suddenly felt like laughing.

"Did you give me my leave of absence this morning?" Yun Weirann wanted to confirm it just in case.

Gong Mo leaned over to help Yun Weirann get her seat belt in place, his hair tickling her cheek. After he was done, Gong Mo started the car and said, "I told Gao Mu to call Zhao also." Yun Weirann heaved a sigh of relief when he finished speaking. He frowned in displeasure and didn't say anything. Anyhow, he was going to be his today. He would talk about the future slowly.

Yun Weirann immediately felt comfortable when she heard that it wasn't a fake invitation from Gong Mo. Although it was a leave of absence, if Gong Mo called, others would definitely be suspicious of the relationship between them, but if Gao Mu called, it would be different. She heard that Gao Mu was still her senior and her colleagues would only think that they knew each other, but they wouldn't think too much about it.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the rush hour had already passed, and the car was proceeding smoothly until it reached the civil affairs office. Outside of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Yun Weirann tightly gripped the household book in her hands. She couldn't believe it, she was even going to apply for a permit with a man without her parents' notice. She had to admit that this would never happen to Yun Weirann in the past.

"What's wrong? Regret it? " Seeing Yun Weirann standing at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau without going in with him, her facial expression showed some hesitation. Gong Mo sighed in his heart, but the expression on his face didn't change.

"Slight, I like you very much. I don't want to do anything that would make things difficult for you, so if you don't want to go in, then we won't go in." Gong Mo looked at Yun Weirann and said. His eyes were filled with emotion. Actually, he wanted to say that he loved her more, but it was not the right time to do so.

She didn't understand what Gong Mo appreciated about her. Gong Mo was the president of the N World, while she was just an ordinary intern. Yun Weirann was a little confident about her looks when she was at school, but other than being in front of Gong Mo, Yun Weirann didn't think that Gong Mo, who was used to seeing peonies, would take a liking to her.

Yun Weirann's originally guilty heart deepened a little, but if she didn't go in today, she was afraid that she would be disappointed. Yun Weirann thought for a moment and then seemed to have made up her mind, walking with firm steps into the entrance of the Civil Administration Bureau, and she didn't see Gong Mo behind her. She let out a long sigh of relief, unable to conceal the smile on her face.

The procedure for marriage was very simple: Take the 9 yuan, take a photo, register, issue the marriage certificate and complete a series of tasks. Yun Weirann didn't dare to believe it when she held the red marriage certificate in her hand.

"What are you doing? Give it to me." Yun Weirann was staring at the marriage certificate in her hand in a daze, not paying attention as the thing in her hand was snatched away by a slender white hand. Yun Weirann looked at the man opposite her who had been smiling ever since he received the certificate, and was now smiling craftily like a cunning fox as she protested in dissatisfaction.

"Slight, you have to put the marriage certificate together. What if you accidentally lose it? "Be good and let me have it." As he said that, Gong Mo put the two certificates back into his suit pocket. A big part of his flat suit immediately protruded out, but he, who was smiling, didn't care about these things at all.

The noon sunlight was just right. When it shone on a person's body, it seemed to be coated with a layer of radiance. Under the sunlight, Gong Mo was shining, and the gold buckles on his sleeves almost blinded Yun Weirann's titanium alloy.

"Let's go, I'm hungry and I want to go eat." No matter what, the marriage was already decided. If he could fall in love with her, it would be for the best. If he couldn't, he could still respect her for a while.

Gong Mo drove quietly. Although it seemed like he was focusing on the car, he would sneakily glance at his new wife every few seconds. Her eyes were closed and her face was covered in an enchanting blush, Gong Mo thought of this as her shy performance, but he didn't know if he would be angered to the point of vomiting blood if he knew that his wife was thinking about divorce.