The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

To N Civil Affairs Bureau.

Wang Zichen parked the car, got out of the car, opened the car door to let Lan Xinhui get out of the car, closed the car door, locked the car, and then walked straight to the permit.The whole set of movements is as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water.

Compared with his decisiveness and fluency, Lan Xinhui seemed much more hesitant.There was a thought lingering in her mind all the time: "Are you really going to get married?"

I don't know what other people will be like before registering their marriage, but Lan Xinhui herself is hesitant, and she doesn't know why.

After she knew she was pregnant, she knew that she must get married as soon as possible, but when she actually arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, she was full of hesitation.

After Wang Zichen strode out for several steps, he realized that Lan Xinhui hadn't followed. He turned around and saw that she was still hesitantly standing straight beside the car.

He strode back, his brows were wrinkled, but he didn't say anything to urge him, he just held her hand.

Lan Xinhui's hands trembled, and she reflexively wanted to shake him off, but she held back and let him pull her towards the certificate processing hall.

After arriving at the marriage registration office, the staff first asked them to show their household registration books and ID cards for verification.After checking, let them copy the materials.

"I'll go!" Lan Xinhui was always the one who ran errands diligently, she reached out to take the ID from Wang Zichen.

"I'll go," Wang Zichen said, "The copier has radiation, so don't go near it."

Lan Xinhui was stunned, and then realized why she couldn't get close to the radiation copier.She obediently handed over the documents to Wang Zichen, and seeing him striding away, her heart felt a soft wave: Is he caring about her?

"Girl, are you pregnant?" The staff member was a kind-looking sister, she smiled and said, "You have good eyesight, and your husband is handsome and considerate!"

"Thank you!" Lan Xinhui thanked politely, she still couldn't get used to calling her husband.

The elder sister saw that she was not used to it, and said with a smile: "He will become your husband soon! Come on, here are two documents, please register... This one is yours."

Lan Xinhui took it over and saw that it was the "Declaration of Application for Marriage Registration". She picked up the pen on the desktop and began to fill it out.

Her name, nationality, ethnicity, date of birth, ID card, occupation... She filled it out one by one.However, when filling out the other party's information, she was stumped. After writing Wang Zichen's name, she couldn't write down.She didn't even know if he was of Chinese nationality.

Just at this time Wang Zichen came back with the certificate and the photocopy, Lan Xinhui pushed the form on his hand to him, wanting him to fill in his information by himself.

The staff stopped her and said that she needed to fill out the form by herself. The elder sister joked with a smile: "He is about to get married. Is there any other information about him that you don't know?"

Lan Xinhui took back her watch in embarrassment, thinking: I don't know much about him.

Wang Zichen sat down, picked up a pen and began to fill in, but when filling in Lan Xinhui's information, he also encountered difficulties.

Looking sideways at Lan Xinhui, she happened to be looking at him too, they exchanged glances, suddenly in a tacit understanding, Lan Xinhui handed him the form in her hand, he took it, and followed the information on the form fill in.

After filling it out, he handed Lan Xinhui's form and his own form to Lan Xinhui, and asked her to fill in the information about him against his form.