[Comprehensive] First Lady

They looked at each other in silence.

"Fake...marriage?" Holly asked.His expression was dull.

"You can say that." Steve shrugged. "I'm up to you. I don't care if you want to get married."

Holly was even more dumbfounded.Holly was stunned.

Steve pursed his lips. "This will solve the problem," he said, staring at Holly, obviously apprehensive.

Holly hasn't recovered yet. "I don't think... I don't think that was a proposal just now." She murmured, dazedly, "Is this really going to work? Will something happen? What will happen if you catch it? We're not even dating?"

Steve raised an eyebrow. "It hurts. I thought we'd been out so many times."

That's not dating!Holly answered in her heart.She was too shocked to say much.She could only stare at Steve, with a embarrassed face, staring at Steve.

"Are you serious?!"

"I am." Steve nodded.

"No, I don't think you are." Holly shook her head vigorously, "Steve! This is getting married! Not buying pencils from me!"

Steve paused for a second, almost laughing.He curled his lips, "Okay, then I'll say it again. Holly, we're getting married."

Holly opened her eyes wide, opened her mouth slightly, maintained a dumbfounded expression, and looked at Steve for another three seconds.

Then Holly stood up abruptly.

"God, do you really understand what I'm saying? Come on, you open the online dictionary and look up the meaning of this word. This is marriage, marriage?"

Steve followed Holly's movements and straightened his back. "Of course I know." He said, "I know the various definitions of husband and wife in terms of law, social morality, traditional concepts, and Christianity."

Holly stopped talking.She looked at Steve suspiciously and in astonishment.

"Still don't believe me?" Steve raised his eyebrows, looking helpless, "Please, Holly, I'm not crazy, I'm not out of my mind, I'm just trying to help you."

The corners of Holly's mouth curved downward, and she shook her head slowly. "I still don't think you quite know what you're dealing with. Look, Steve, first of all, it's illegal, you know."

"Why is our marriage illegal?"

"That's why..." She always felt that Steve was not in the situation!Holly shouted in her heart, sighed, and continued, "Forget it. The point is, if we get married, the immigration agency will arrest us for an interview and ask us so many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, very detailed questions, then You have to know each other very, very, very well to answer that, and you're very bad at lying."

Steve nodded. "I know that. Then?"

"And then we'll be out!" Holly said emphatically, feeling a bit devastated, "Steve, you don't even know my full name! How is this marriage going to end? We're like strangers. Once found out, I'd still have to be deported, and you'd be fined. It's not going to work."

"It works," Steve replied flatly, watching Holly fidget up and down the stairs. "Steve Rogers, my full name. 95 years old, born in Brooklyn. Your name is Shuhe, 26 years old , from China, born in the Vatican."

Holly stopped and stared at Steve again in shock.

"How do you know this?!"

"I went to ask your boss." Steve didn't change his face.

"Did I tell them?" Holly murmured suspiciously.

"That's not the point," Steve said. "The point is, we only have a few hours left to deal with this. Decide, Holly. Let me help you."

At this time, Holly's cell phone rang again.

"Let me take a look." Holly lowered her head, took out her mobile phone, and displayed it on the screen, confirming that the caller was Hayden International again.This time she didn't answer.

Staring at the string of numbers on the screen, Holly hesitated.Now she has two paths.One, choose Hayden International, they should plan to apply for a work visa for her.Second, choose Steve and immediately go to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a fake marriage.

Either option is dubious.Neither option is legal.

Fake marriage to a man who has not known each other for half a year, although he has met many times, but never knows the other person's work and family background, is this... really okay?

In just a few seconds, many possibilities flashed through Holly's mind.In any case, Steve is more reliable than a company he doesn't know, but getting married is also more risky than signing a one-year work contract.

Work can be for a while, but marriage has to be for a lifetime.Even if she likes Steve, just because she likes Steve, she feels that this fake marriage is terrible.

Holly stopped, glanced at Steve, sat down on the steps, and glanced at Steve again.

"Oh my god my god." She held her head in disbelief, "Are you sure we're going to do this?"

"Exactly," Steve replied.He lowered his head and looked at Holly seriously.

Holly pursed her lips hard.

"Okay. Should we go to the Immigration Department first, or the Civil Affairs Bureau?"

Getting married in the United States is not just about getting a certificate.It has more than one complicated procedure, especially in their case, Holly thought, it will definitely be delayed by the immigration department, and all kinds of methods will be used to force their fake marriage to show up.

Standing in front of the immigration office building, Holly once again doubted that she had made the worst wrong decision of all the wrong decisions in her life.

"Steve."

"how?"

"...Are you sure we really want to do this?"

Holly asked, staring at the steel stand that marked USCIS in front of the building, and taking a deep breath.

"Of course." Steve replied, looking around.He seemed to be confirming something, texting non-stop.

Holly doesn't pay much attention to what Steve is doing.She's preoccupied with what she'll do with immigration officials later.

"This way." Steve grabbed Holly's hand, wrapping his palm around Holly's wrist.He took Holly into the building and saw a long line of people waiting in front of the service counter.

Holly moves closer to Steve as naturally as possible.The height gap puts her just right against Steve's chest.

Steve lowered his head in surprise.

"Are you nervous?" he asked.

"Nonsense." Holly gripped the shoulder strap of her bag with the other hand, watching the others anxiously.

"I can feel it." Steve raised his eyebrows and asked again, "What are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for companions, other people who want to jump on the signal like us." Holly replied, unable to hold back Steve's hand, "God, I'm so nervous that I want to throw up."

Steve hesitated for two seconds, then slowly took Holly's hand.They interlocked their fingers.

"Relax," Steve said, pausing to run his free hand through Holly's hair. "It's going to work out. I promise."

Holly had no idea where Steve's guarantee was coming from.I've never heard of anyone marrying a black household.

"...Forget it." Holly held her forehead and sighed, "If you get caught later, I will tell the other party that you don't know that I am a criminal. This is all a scam. That's it. Don't have a second sentence Words. I am grateful for your willingness to help me."

Steve glanced at Holly, noncommittal. "We'll see," he said, finding a seat for Holly first. "You wait here for me. I'll get my number plate."

Holly watched Steve go to get the number, her head still could not calm down.She sat in a chair and watched Steve walk towards her while talking on the phone.

"...Thank you, Corson. You have been a great help to us."

Before hanging up the phone, Steve said.Holly only heard this sentence.

"Who?" Holly asked subconsciously.

"What?" Steve didn't listen carefully.

At this time, a clerk came out from behind the counter and shouted to them, "Mr. Rogers, Miss Shu, please come with us."

Holly suspected that her face was a little green.

"What does he want? What does he want us to do? Did we tell?" she stared at Steve, murmuring.

Steve raised his eyebrows and held out his hand to Holly, "Don't worry. I'm here."

The clerk led them into a small office.There they wait.During the process, Steve continued to use the phone non-stop, and seemed to be talking to someone, or some people.

Holly couldn't help but eye Steve suspiciously. "are you busy?"

"No." Steve immediately put away the phone.

The door of the office was opened.Another senior-looking executive came in.

"Hello. My name is Gerson, and I'm the supervisor here."

The supervisor introduced himself first.Holly noticed that he lingered on Steve for a few extra seconds.

Gerson sat down at the desk first and opened the file.That was apparently the application they sent.Holly stared at the application form, feeling uneasy.Steve glanced at Holly, and gently placed his palm on the back of her hand.

"Mr. Rogers, and Miss Shu."

"Yes."

Gerson raised his eyes, glanced at Holly and Steve, lowered his head, covered the document, and then gave them a formulaic smile.

"So, the two of you are here today to go through the marriage formalities." Gesun asked.

Holly looks at Steve.

"Yes." Steve replied.

"Okay." Gerson nodded, clasping his hands on the table. "Let me start by explaining our business process. First, regular interviews. I'll put you in a small room and I'll ask you little questions that real couples know and understand about each other."

Holly looked at Steve again.

"I know." Steve nodded.

Then Steve and Gerson look at Holly at the same time.

"Oh." Holly came back to her senses and nodded quickly, "Yes, it makes sense."

Gerson continued. "Then, I'll check your contact records. I'll talk to your neighbors, colleagues, and relatives to make sure of it. As long as there's one link that's wrong..."

Holly took a deep breath.

"You, Holly Shu, will be banned forever. And you, Mr. Rogers, will be sentenced to a felony, a $25 fine and five years in prison."

After Gerson finished speaking, he paused for a moment.

"Now. Is there any of you who would like to talk to me about this?"

Holly looked at Steve again.

"We're getting married," and Steve said.Certainly and calmly.

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