He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

Song Zhi hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Fu Lu: "Ninth Brother, how about we go this afternoon..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Lu interrupted him, saying, "No, now."

"But I..."

"No buts, right now."

Before Song Zhi could say anything more, Fu Lu had already parked the car steadily in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

She sighed helplessly.

Fu Lu unbuckled his seatbelt and then got out of the car on his own.

He got out of the car and saw Song Zhi sitting inside. He went around to the passenger side, opened the door for her, and unbuckled her seatbelt.

"Get out of the car and get your marriage certificate."

Song Zhi hesitated for a moment: "You need to make an appointment, but we didn't."

"We made plans."

"Isn't it supposed to be nine o'clock for work? It's not time for work yet."

"We've arrived. Let's go in and begin."

Song Zhi: “…”

This man is really...

Fu Lu frowned as he looked at her hesitantly: "Song Xiaozhi, you're not having second thoughts, are you?"

"Regret what?"

"You regret marrying me."

"No."

She's already come to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Lawyer Fu, how could she possibly regret it?

"Then get off the bus."

As he spoke, he reached out and scooped the person up in his arms.

Although it's not yet time for work, there are already quite a few people outside the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Song Zhi was a little embarrassed and said softly, "Why are you carrying me? I can get down myself."

Fu Lu carried the person out of the car and placed her on the ground, then took her hand and walked inside.

Thanks to the advance appointment, the entire certificate application process went very smoothly.

With a smile, the staff member gently placed a form on the table in front of the couple and said, "Newlyweds, please fill out this form."

Fu Lu stared at the form in front of him, a surge of excitement welling up inside him.

This form is a crucial step for them on their path to marriage.

After filling out this form, he and Song Xiaozhi would be legally married.

Fu Lu was somewhat dazed at this moment.

He seemed to see that petite figure from his memory, always following closely behind him like a little tail, calling him "Ninth Brother" in a childish voice.

That innocent little girl is now going to be his wife.

Fu Lu's thoughts drifted away, and he completely forgot about the form in his hand.

The staff noticed his unusual behavior and smiled as they reminded him, "Sir, would you please fill out this form?"

Song Zhi was focused on filling out her form when she heard the staff member's words and paused slightly.

She looked up and her gaze fell on Fu Lu's form. She was surprised to find that he hadn't filled in a single word, and hadn't even picked up a pen.

A strange feeling suddenly welled up in Song Zhi's heart.

Is Fu Lu regretting it now?

The thought weighed heavily on her mind.

Just as she opened her mouth to call Fu Lu, she saw Fu Lu come back to his senses, quickly pick up a pen, lower his head, and concentrate on filling in the information.

After completing all the forms, the staff smiled and gestured for them to proceed to the photo area.

The two stood side by side, facing the camera, and the photographer enthusiastically directed: "Okay, smile, get a little closer."

With a "click," the photo was taken.

When he turned to look at Song Zhi, he found that her mood seemed a little off.

Her smile seemed somewhat forced, and her eyes were somewhat unfocused.

Fu Lu felt suspicious. He reached out and gently pinched Song Zhi's cheek, asking tenderly, "What are you thinking about?"

Song Zhi was slightly taken aback, then shook her head and said softly, "It's nothing."

Fu Lu clearly didn't believe him, and he continued to press, "Aren't you happy to marry me?"

Song Zhi quickly denied it: "No, I'm very happy."

Although her voice was firm, her eyes still seemed somewhat evasive.

Seeing this, Fu Lu smiled helplessly and teased, "Just smile if you're happy, otherwise people will think I'm forcing you to get married."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi gave an awkward smile, though she was actually a little amused and exasperated.

Thinking of Fu Lu's hesitation before,

Song Zhi mustered her courage and asked, "Ninth Brother, when you were filling out the form just now, did you hesitate a little? Did you... regret it?"

Fu Lu was taken aback by Song Zhi's sudden question. He paused for a moment, then answered without hesitation, "How could that be?"

"When you were filling out the form just now..."

"I was thinking about my childhood and my mind wandered for a moment."

After saying that, he guessed something and reached out to rub Song Zhi's head: "What? You think I regretted it?"

Song Zhi lowered her head and remained silent.

Fu Lu reached out and pulled the person into his arms: "You'll never regret this in your life."

When Song Zhi walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau slowly with her marriage certificate in hand, she felt light as a feather, as if she were walking on clouds.

Her gaze involuntarily fell on the marriage certificate in her hand, its bright red background bearing a photo of her and Fu Lu.

In the photo, they are wearing clean white shirts, their smiles bright and happy.

get married……

Song Zhi murmured softly, a feeling she couldn't quite describe welling up inside her.

She married Fu Lu.

Fu Lu suddenly reached out and swiftly snatched the marriage certificate from Song Zhi's hand.

Song Zhi looked at him with some surprise and asked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Lu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said, "I'll keep it safe."

"why?"

Fu Lu raised an eyebrow and replied matter-of-factly, "As the head of the family, it is only natural that I should be in charge of keeping this important thing."

After saying that, he added, "Song Xiaozhi, you're married to me now, so don't even think about other men anymore."

Hearing this, Song Zhi couldn't help but feel both amused and annoyed. She glared at Fu Lu and said, "You're the one who's wrong! You're a married man now, so you should uphold male virtues, you know?"

Fu Lu nodded quickly and replied, "Yes, my dear wife!"

Then, as if he had thought of something, he picked up his phone and took a picture of the marriage certificate in his hand.

Then, he opened WeChat, entered his group chat with his friends, sent the photo, and added the message: "Brothers, can you help me figure out what this is?"

Not long after, a series of replies came from the group, and everyone posted a question mark.

Fu Lu continued sending messages: "Oh my, this looks like a marriage certificate. I'm married, hahaha..."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Han Zhou: "..."

Gu Chile: "...Ninth Brother, I've noticed you're a bit cheeky."

Zhou Yan: "A loving midday show."

Fu Lu: "Why? Do you think you don't have a marriage certificate?"

Han Zhou suddenly blurted out, "Because we're all going to die sooner or later."

For a moment, the group chat fell silent.

After realizing what was happening, Fu Lu immediately sent a one-minute voice message to the group chat.

I sent several messages to them.

When the last message was sent, a message appeared in the chat box: "You have been removed from the group chat."