Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

The next day, Song Qingtian got up early in the morning to pack up, and when she went to look for her household registration book, she discovered that Shen Xiangzhi hadn't returned her household registration book to her since it was taken away by Shen Xiangzhi last time at the police station.

She stood in front of the bookcase in a daze for a while, and didn't come back to herself until the phone rang.

Shen Xiangzhi's name was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone. She hesitated and dared not press the answer button.

She knew that if she answered the call, she would start another life.

But she pressed the answer button after all.She has already felt Shen Xiangzhi's resolute action, and she dare not sing against him again.

She figured it out, if he insisted on marrying, then she would marry. Having a tall, handsome, rich man with good skills in bed as a husband should be the dream of many women, right?

In fact, she actually earned it.She could only comfort herself like this.

However, marrying Shen Xiangzhi means that she has to bid farewell to her youth.

She answered Shen Xiangzhi's call and told him to go downstairs in 3 minutes.

Then, I clicked on the phone contacts, entered a letter "W" in the input box, and a name popped up on the screen: My Youth.

She looked at the god whose name had been wandering for a long time, and finally clicked the delete button as if she had made up her mind.

Deleting Su Zimo's contact information was something Song Qingtian thought about for a long time but failed to do.Now that I have finally achieved it, apart from the slight pain in my heart, it is more of a feeling of relief.

From then on, Song Qingtian's mobile phone no longer had this special title.

From then on, there was no such person as Su Zimo in Song Qingtian's life.He is just a memory in her youth.

After finishing this, Song Qingtian took her bag and went downstairs.

Shen Xiangzhi's car was parked under Song Qingtian's apartment building, and she saw him as soon as she got downstairs.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Shen Xiangzhi was on the phone, when he heard the voice, he raised his eyes and glanced at Song Qingtian, and then gestured for her to get in the car.

Song Qingtian didn't hesitate, got into the co-pilot by herself, and put on her seat belt in a proper manner.

On the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Shen Xiangzhi kept on the phone.Probably something about work, Song Qingtian couldn't understand it at all.

However, she didn't like to listen to it either, so she just stared at the scenery outside and suddenly felt that this was also a good way to pass the time.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and Shen Xiangzhi hung up the phone at this time.

Song Qingtian suddenly felt very nervous, so nervous that his whole body became stiff.

Through the car window, she saw couples of newlyweds coming to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get married. They were all smiles, and everyone's face was full of sweetness.

It should be a very happy thing to be able to marry the person you like, right?However, not everyone in this world has such a blessing.

After getting the marriage certificate, Song Qingtian couldn't help but open it and take a look.

The names of Song Qingtian and Shen Xiangzhi, and the photos of their marriage certificates.They were obviously a new couple, but they couldn't capture any sense of happiness on their faces at all.

Song Qingtian suddenly wanted to cry, but also wanted to laugh.

So, why do two people who don't love each other have to be together?Just a wedding photo is already so reluctant, how reluctant will it be to live together in the future?

Song Qingtian stared at the photo for a long time.She thinks that this photo will probably remind herself all the time that her marriage has nothing to do with happiness.