Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Lin Anxin didn't even know how she sat on the chair, she was holding a pen in her hand. There was a marriage application in front of her. The content of the application was filled out, except for her to sign and fingerprint on it.

The tall and expensive man on the other side had already filled out his share, waiting for her to decide.

Sign it, it's just a piece of paper. A piece of paper this year does not mean anything.

Sign, you don't suffer from such a handsome man.

Signed, I'm afraid of Mao, isn't it just a marriage certificate? It's not a big deal to break up again, and no one knows that you are married. What a big deal, another hero eighteen years later!

The devil in her mind kept tempting her, tempting her...

Lin Anxin's brain was about to be blown up. Before she was completely annoyed to death, she took a deep breath, picked up the brush and signed her name under the application form. I took the ink pad again boldly, and slapped the fingerprint of my thumb on it. It was handed over to the staff who waited quietly for her and dared not urge, "Look, is this all right?"

"Wait a minute." Seeing that she hesitated for so long, the staff were afraid that she would suddenly regret not getting married. As soon as she handed it over, the staff immediately picked it up and checked it again, "Yes, that's it."

He very much said to Lin Anxin and Si Shen, "Chief Secretary, please wait a moment, Miss Lin. We will prepare it for you right away."

What he said immediately is really immediately.

In less than five minutes, two freshly baked bright red books had been delivered to Lin Anxin. Lin Anxin opened the red book and found that the photos of her and Si Chen in it were all prepared by someone in advance.

Last week, he was suddenly nervous about taking a group photo of himself, and now it suddenly became her wedding photo, Lin Anxin could hardly describe this feeling.

I just feel that this man's mind is too deep and too dark.

How much did he prepare?

In case she refused, what he did was not done in vain?

Compared to her feeling nothing special, Si Chen's mood can be described as ecstatic. He solemnly put away the marriage certificate belonging to him from Lin Anxin, and the joy in the eyes of peach blossoms was beyond words, "Lin Anxin, we are married."

"Oh. It's over when it's over."

"Well, it's over when it's over." Si Chen stretched out his hand, took her hand and walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau. The moment he stepped out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, his footsteps suddenly stopped for a second, and he tightened his grip. Holding her hand, "I still have to thank you. Mrs. Secretary, thank you for giving me another chance to love you well."

Lin Anxin was uncomfortable when she was called by Mrs. Si. She glanced around, pretending to be calm and said, "Ahem, no thanks."

She seemed to be particularly afraid of Si Shen's sweet words. Before Si Shen could speak, she quickly changed the topic, "Ah, I'm so hungry. I was dragged out by you in the middle of the night. You have to take care of the meal anyway, Jin Lord Lord."

Si Chen smiled with thin lips, all her star eyes were like her, "What do you want to eat?"

What does she want to eat...

Lin Anxin had a candlelight dinner, French cuisine, smooth music, and an elegant environment in Lin Anxin's mind... Suddenly her eyes lit up, she looked at him excitedly, and enthusiastically suggested, "How about we go for Mala Tang?"

Western food does not exist.

French cuisine is even more non-existent.

She still likes ordinary and ordinary food.