The marriage is rippling, and the billionaire president is ruthless and domineering

What did he do in the Civil Affairs Bureau?

Miao Shuang stood blankly at the door, what Lu Jingchen said yesterday suddenly flashed in her mind: I lack a wife.

He really wants to marry her?

At this time, Lu Jingchen turned his head, his voice was cold, "What are you still doing, come here."

The tone is strong.

Miao Shuang rolled her long eyelashes, and walked over with a complicated mood, "Young Master Lu, are you sure?"

"Could it be fake?" Lu Jingchen leaned towards her.

"But..."

"I only have half an hour." His voice was neither soft nor heavy, "There are still a lot of people queuing up behind, do you want them not to get their certificates today?"

Subconsciously, she looked to the side, and sure enough, many people were waiting.

The words that came to his mouth suddenly froze, and he couldn't say anything.

Glancing at her, Lu Jingchen strode towards the registration office.

Biting her lip, Miao Shuang also followed.

When taking pictures, she looked stiff.

When she got her marriage certificate, Miao Shuang secretly lamented that God was unfair. A certain person looked expressionless, but she was quite photogenic, and she, with makeup on, didn't look good no matter what.

"That, Young Master Lu..."

"You're still called Young Master Lu?" Jing Chen looked at her dissatisfied, "It's time to change the title."

Husband?

She can't call out.

"Understood." Miao Shuang replied perfunctorily.

Then, the place cooled down.

When getting into the car, Young Master Lu said, "What kind of ring do you want?"

Miao Shuang couldn't react and looked at her blankly.

"Why, are you so happy to marry me?" Lu Jingchen suddenly smiled faintly, his voice magnetic.

"That's right." Miao Shuangpi smiled.

What he gave was such a 'surprise' that she felt as if she was dreaming.

He pinched his thigh fiercely and it hurt very much. It turned out that it was true.

Nian Miaoshuang, who has been working hard and suffering for many years, felt a little dizzy from the pie.

While she was in a daze and her thoughts were wandering, the car had already arrived at the Lu residence.

"Where is this?"

"Lu residence."

what?

Nian Miaoshuang felt that her brain was not enough, and she was dumbfounded.

"The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her parents-in-law." Lu Jingchen chuckled, and led Nian Miaoshuang, who was stunned, into the room.

"Hey, why did you come back like this today..."

When Qiao Nian saw Nian Miaoshuang behind Lu Jingchen, she swallowed the rest of her words. Lu Shao didn't say anything to his mother, and threw two marriage certificates over.

"I'm flying to England in an hour, you can play with Mom these days."

After leaving the words, Lu Jingchen left.

Miao Shuang was stupid again.

On the first day of the wedding, the husband will go abroad, what's the situation?

Qiao Nian fumbled for the marriage certificate, and looked at her daughter-in-law kindly, "Jing Chen, who usually keeps quiet, suddenly brought such a beautiful daughter-in-law back, I'm a little confused."

Looking at the kind Mrs. Lu, Miao Shuang recovered.

"Madam Lu..." She smiled a little stiffly.

"You child, you have already received the certificate, why do you still call it the same as others?"

mom?

She couldn't scream.

Qiao Nian didn't force her, she took Miao Shuang's hand to familiarize her with the environment, and chatted about some household chores. Gradually, Miao Shuang became less restrained and began to actively find topics to talk about.

In the evening, everyone in the Lu family gathered except Lu Jingchen.

When Jing Yuan saw Nian Miaoshuang, he secretly rolled his eyes. Some people are just stubborn. No, did they slap them in the face?

After dinner, Qiao Nian took Miao Shuang for a walk in the yard, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law returned home very late.

At night, Miao Shuang was lying in Jingchen's room, feeling confused and irritable.

What does Lu Jingchen mean?

After getting the certificate, I ran away. Is this to use myself as a display?