Zhuang Yibo was a little confused, but Zhuang Kehao had already walked into the room and sat down on the sofa.

Zhuang Yibo closed the door, walked to the sofa and asked him again: "Did you come to London if you have something to do, come here by the way?"

"That's right." Zhuang Kehao answered lightly.

"Then why don't you say anything..." Zhuang Yibo muttered.

Although he has always been casual, this is a bit too casual. It is true that she can't recover.

Zhuang Kehao looked indifferent. After sitting down, he greeted Shen Wangjin who was poking his head out of the kitchen, and then became busy on his phone again.

Shen Wangjin served two more dishes to the table. When Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but want to go into the kitchen and say something to him, the doorbell suddenly rang again.

This time, Shen Wangjin still asked her to open the door.

A sudden burst of inexplicable tension arose in Zhuang Yibo's heart. When he opened the door and saw the person standing outside the door, the tension suddenly split into full suspicion.

Qianxing and Huo Jinbei stood at the door together. Qianxing was holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hand and laughed at her, "Welcome back to London!"

Zhuang Yibo couldn't laugh.

"Didn't you go to Bincheng to find Huo Jinbei?" she asked.

"Yes." Qianxing replied frankly, "I went to Bincheng to meet him, and then flew over together!"

Zhuang Yibo made them into the door a little stiffly. The two greeted Zhuang Kehao, who was sitting on the sofa, as if they were not surprised why Zhuang Kehao was here.

Zhuang Yibo closed the door and turned around and saw the few people sitting on the sofa. Suddenly, another strange feeling surged in his heart.

Now, the most important people in the world to her suddenly gathered in this room.

What is this to do?

For a moment, a vague answer flashed through her heart, but she didn't dare to think deeply.

When he turned his head, he saw Shen Wangjin walking out of the kitchen with the last two dishes. Nearly ten dishes were placed neatly on the small dining table, with a wide range of colors, as if they were prepared for today's guests.

The answer in Zhuang Yibo's heart seemed to suddenly become clearer, but it was not completely clear.

At this moment, the doorbell behind her suddenly rang again.

This time, Shen Wangjin walked up quickly, holding her with one hand and opening the door with the other.

A blond man stood outside the door. When he saw them, he quickly smiled and said hello: "Mr. Shen, Ms. Zhuang, are you ready to welcome your wedding registration ceremony?"

Zhuang Yibo was still in a state of confusion, and Shen Wangjin smiled and spoke: "Of course, I'm always ready."

After saying that, he turned to look at Zhuang Yibo again, "Is it right?"

After a while, Zhuang Yibo finally came to his senses under the gaze of everyone.

She looked at the registered person standing outside the door, looked back at the three people looking at her on the sofa, and finally looked at Shen Wangjin in front of her again.

The next moment, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"No," she said.

Upon hearing this, the registered personnel outside the door changed slightly and they quickly looked at Shen Wangjin.

Shin Wangjin just raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hmm?"

"I have told you that every girl is the most beautiful when she says I want to!" Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but raise her voice slightly and said annoyedly, "The result is this again! I didn't wash my hair or put on makeup, I didn't even change my clothes, and I was unkempt and dirty! Do you always want me to deal with such things in such a situation?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a "pop" laughter suddenly came from the other side of the sofa.

Zhuang Yibo was about to turn his head and look over there, but Shen Wangjin stretched out his hand and gently fixed her face.

"I have said that there is nothing better than before me." Shin Wangjin whispered.

As if the old scenes were repeated, he lowered his head, pressed his forehead, and asked softly: "So, are you willing to give me a registration ceremony today, at this moment, under the witness of these relatives, friends and friends, Miss Zhuang?"

Zhuang Yibo's eyes suddenly turned red again.

There are no fragrant cars and BMWs, no drinking and chatting, and even no dresses and wedding dresses.

But these were not what they wanted.

What they want is nothing more than a peace and a peaceful world.

Even the most common fireworks in this world are already a luxury.

Just now, it's enough.

Facing his gaze, she finally spoke gently, just like that day-
Chapter completed!