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//

After returning home, Qiyou removed her makeup and did skin care. She also found some short stories on the Internet and sent them to her. She chatted with Chen Jinan on WeChat.

Chen Jinan knew that she wanted to make him happy, so he said: "I'm fine, don't worry, I'm not the stupid little girl I used to be."

Qi You: [But you still don’t look very smart now. 】

Although he insulted Chen Jinan in words, he really felt sorry for her in his heart.

Although this girl is usually carefree and careless, she always looks careless and silly, and she is always a little naive and persistent when it comes to relationships.

Yan Fan and Chen Jinan have been classmates since high school. They were roommates for three years. After graduating from high school, they went to the same university.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that they are more than just friends, thinking that they will be together sooner or later, but they have maintained this relationship of male best friend and confidante for seven full years.

Qi You didn't know what happened between the two of them back then. When she met Yan Fan, he was already a playboy. He had always had girlfriends around him, whether they were junior school girls or graduate school girls, he had messed with them all.

Chen Jinan has a sensitive mind, and under such circumstances, it is even more difficult to express his secret thoughts.

Every best friend is the best in her heart. Chen Jinan is beautiful and talented. Although she comes from an ordinary family, she has a good personality and there are many boys chasing her. Qi You persuaded her to get out as soon as possible. It is better to be a fool for a few years than to be a fool all the time.

Being delayed like this.

Whenever Chen Jinan wavered, Yan Fan would come to provoke her again. He had countless girlfriends, but Chen Jinan was the only constant presence around him. There were many examples of his girlfriends quarreling with him because of Chen Jinan, but he would rather break up than agree to reconcile.

Chen Jinan denies the relationship.

He always gave Chen Jinan hope when she wanted to give up, but he never revealed his true feelings. The two of them lingered like this for seven years without knowing anything.

Chen Jinan: [I have decided, I don’t want to like him anymore. No one has ever fed a dog when they were young! There are thousands of men in time, and there is always one who is more handsome than him!]

Qi You: [That’s right! You have to be so conscious! When it comes to love, making money is the way to go! Remember our agreement to have fun in the Maldives thirty years later!]

Chen Jinan: [A lady who is about to receive her certificate, please consciously turn off the microphone!]

Qi You transferred a big red envelope to her with her backhand: [Take my flowers and forget about him.]

Chen Jinan’s starry eyes: [Dad, support me.]

//

On the day I received my certificate, the sky was clear and clear.

Qi You was woken up by Qiao Xunxun's knock on the door early in the morning. She turned over and looked at the alarm clock. It was not even seven in the morning.

She was irritated when she woke up, and would become very irritable if she couldn't sleep well. Even if she went to open the door for Qiao Xunxun barefoot, she still didn't look good.

But Qiao Xunxun showed a rare good temper today. Not only did he prepare breakfast for her, but he also neatly included the household registration book and other ID codes needed to obtain the certificate in her document bag.

With the experience of being cheated last time, Qiyou was wary of her diligence, "What kind of wind are you blowing today?"

Qiao Xunxun rolled his eyes and opened the curtains, letting in bright light.

She pointed to the black Maybach downstairs and said: "Miss Qi, do you know that today is a good day, and there will be a lot of people getting certificates. My uncle has been waiting for you downstairs for half an hour. You

When do you plan to go out?"

"..."

Only then did Qi You remember that she and Qiao Chunyan sent a WeChat message last night and agreed to go out at seven o'clock this morning.

She hurriedly got into the bathroom to freshen up. While brushing her teeth, she sent a WeChat message to Qiao Chunyan: [Sorry, I overslept. I'll be down in five minutes.]

At this time, Qiao Chunyan was browsing today's financial news. When he saw the words "five minutes", his eyebrows jumped twice.

He replied: [Okay, no rush.]

He closed his eyes and said to Lu Chao: "Take out the contract that you didn't read yesterday."

Qi You was quite fast today. She went downstairs in less than twenty minutes. After checking her documents and making sure that she had brought everything, the driver drove to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

As Qiao Xunxun said, the Civil Affairs Bureau was full of people today, and newcomers waiting to receive their certificates lined up at the gate. After a whole morning of waiting, filling out forms, signing, and taking photos, they finally got the small red notebook.

Qi You looked at her name on the marriage certificate and was still a little confused.

She was a flowery college graduate, a rich, beautiful and talented young woman. Seeing her lavish single life and countless young women beckoning to her, she was inextricably linked to her own.

My partner got married overnight.

The world is confused and the fairy sighs.

After returning to the car with the marriage certificate, Qiao Chunyan looked down for a long time, her thin lips slightly curved, as if she wanted to see through the thin certificate.

He stretched out his hand towards Qi You, "Mobile phone."

"What for?" Qi You said reluctantly, but still honestly put the phone in his palm.

Qiao Yanyan raised her eyebrows slightly, took out the camera and took a photo of the marriage certificate, and clicked on the screen for a while before returning the phone to her, "Okay."

Qiyou took the phone and took a look at it suspiciously.

You don’t know if you don’t look at it, it will explode if you look at it.

Qiao Chunyan, an old fox, actually took her WeChat account and sent a photo of her marriage certificate to her WeChat Moments, with the text: [From today on, I am Mrs. Qiao.]

"………………"

Looking at the series of likes and comments that popped up, Qi You felt hopeless and it was too late to delete them.

So I simply threw the phone away, lay down and laughed.

Yes, yes, I am a married woman.

Qiao Yanyan looked at her with a half-smile, "Happy wedding, Mrs. Qiao."
Chapter completed!