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Chapter 1 Keep the marriage certificate for divorce?

"Mr. Feng, I heard that you are missing a wife, and I would like to come and cooperate with you."

"Maybe we can become an agreed couple."

In the corridor of the coffee shop in the center of Columbia, Jiang Yuzhen ignored the obstruction of several bodyguards and bravely stopped Feng Wenye, who had just walked out of a private room after discussing business.

The man opposite was wearing a dark gray haute couture suit, his angular face was tight, narrow and dark, and he was quietly looking at her face, which was slightly red due to anxiety.

Even though I was more scared than anyone in my heart, I still had the courage to approach him.

He stared at her for a long time, the corners of his lips curved slightly, as if he were mocking her, but there were complex emotions hidden in his eyes that were difficult to see through.

"Why do you think I will want a woman that Huo Size doesn't want?"

With just one word, Jiang Yuzhen's heart dropped to the ground, and his face turned pale in an instant.

If this method didn't work, she would have no way out.

Feng Wenye saw her reaction in his eyes, his face darkened for a moment, and he took steps to leave.

As soon as I took a step, a thin and strong female voice came from behind me.

"Huo Si and I are done."

Seeing that the figure was motionless, Jiang Yuzhen took a deep breath and continued, "It ended two years ago."

"Mr. Feng, I know that I am not worthy of you. My parents died when I was young, and I have no family support behind me. But if you choose me, I will promise not to interfere in any of your private affairs and will be a good wife."

I may not be able to give you financial help as you have to fulfill your obligations, but I will not hold you back or cause you any trouble."

"If you can't trust me, we can sign a prenuptial agreement."

There was another strange silence, and Jiang Yuzhen's heart, which originally had a glimmer of hope, sank into the abyss again little by little.

Just when she thought that this negotiation-style transactional marriage was fruitless, the tall figure in front of her suddenly turned around and forced her to the corner step by step as her pupils suddenly widened.

Feng Wenye's handsome face was getting closer and closer to hers, her heartbeat was beating loudly, and the next moment she heard him speak.

"What obligations should a wife have? Can she do normal marital obligations?"

Jiang Yuzhen's eyes widened, she didn't expect him to say such bold words, besides...

Aren't there rumors circulating throughout the city that Feng Wen is wild and cold-tempered and has no interest in women?

So seeing the rumors getting more and more outrageous, Grandma Feng was anxious to find the daughters of various plutocrats in Columbia for him, hoping to suppress those untrue rumors as soon as possible.

This also gave her the illusion that it was safe to be a superficial couple with Feng Wenye, at least he wouldn't touch her.

But what's going on with what he said today?

Her wandering look was caught in Feng Wenye's eyes. Just when she was hesitant, he suddenly stretched out his hand and gently covered her palm with his slender fingers, sharpening the delicate back of her hand.

It was a very presumptuous move, but his cold and stern look made her not notice anything wrong.

"Did you bring your ID?"

She was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I'll take it."

When he got the answer he wanted, he linked his fingers with hers and led her towards the elevator, "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

She didn't expect things to develop so quickly, and she was a little confused for a moment. The high heels made a "bang bang bang" sound when she stepped on the ground, just like her messy heart.

Feng Wenye spit out three words, "Civil Affairs Bureau."

Half an hour later, the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Jiang Yuzhen walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, looked at the two rows of Feng's bodyguards from far to near, clutched the marriage certificate in her hand, turned around and said to Feng Wenye in a strange way.

"Mr. Feng, we are getting married."

"Yes." Feng Wenye's eyes fell on her hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, he stretched out two fingers to take away her marriage certificate seemingly casually, and then took the key prepared by the assistant in advance and handed it to her, "

Take it."

She only felt that the key in her hand was a little hot: "This is it?"

"The Grand Palace, our—new house."

He deliberately emphasized the last two words, but she didn't hear it at all. Her eyes fell on his hand, and she stretched out her hand to pull the marriage certificate out of his hand.

"Thanks, I'll move there, but I think I'll need a marriage certificate."

Feng Wenye's expression changed almost unnoticeably, and his newly restored expression dropped a few degrees as he watched her carefully put the marriage certificate into her bag.

"Why keep it for divorce?"

She raised her head, "Just in case, but a divorce is probably needed."

"If there is anything Mr. Feng wants to end this marriage early in the future, you can tell me and I will reply to you in time."

Feng Wenye's aura suddenly turned cold. He left a dull sentence of "Pack up things and move them to a new house" before turning around and leaving.

The back of his gray suit outlined his perfectly curved back, which was reflected in her pupils.

Jiang Yu really didn't know why he was angry. After watching his Rolls-Royce leave with a large group of bodyguards, he clenched the key in his hand and hesitated about where to go next.

Feng Wenye seemed angry. What was he angry about?

Will she move to the new house and when?

It was obviously just a superficial marriage, but there was still a slight feeling of uneasiness.

While she was thinking, the male assistant who had just prepared the keys walked up to her and gave her gentle advice.

"Madam, it's getting late. Mr. Feng asked me to take you back to your residence to pack your luggage, and then take you to your new house. Please tell me your address."

Well, she knows when it's time to move to a new house.

After Jiang Yuzhen followed the assistant and got into the Maybach, she told the assistant a series of addresses through the rearview mirror and nodded slightly, "Sorry to trouble you."

The assistant grinned and said, "No trouble, no trouble. My name is Ye Yan, and I am Mr. Feng's assistant. If you need anything, madam, just come to me."

When she heard him say "ma'am", her face turned red again, she lowered her head and said, "Yeah."

She became Feng Wenye's wife, something she had never dared to think about before.

Like a dream.

But it also relieved her urgent need, which was a good thing.

Jiang Yuzhen told Ye Yan that the address was that of her best friend Bai Rou. She had grown up in Yanchuan City all these years. She had a quarrel with her brother-in-law Wen Jiazhi not long after she returned to Gezhou City, and now she is temporarily staying at Bai Rou's house.

After asking Ye Yan to wait downstairs in the apartment, the elevator opened on the sixteenth floor. She looked at the door that was opened in a small corner and felt a bad premonition in her heart.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw several bodyguards guarding the door and a man in white loose casual clothes sitting on the sofa in the living room.

There was also Bai Rou who was tied up and thrown on the chaise longue.

When the bodyguards at the door saw Jiang Yuzhen, they lined up and walked out in unison, not forgetting to close the door for several people in the room.

Hearing the commotion, Huo Si raised his red eyes and stared at Jiang Yuzhen closely, but his voice was mixed with grievance, "Why don't you answer my call?"
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