Chapter 57 - Getting Their Marriage Certificate (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Household registration and identification Card?!

Ning Qing’s heart skipped a beat. “Where…Where to?”

“To the Bureau of Civil Affairs, before 5 p.m.” Lu Shaoming answered naturally, this girl was as slow as a crawling tortoise. If he did not stimulate her, she would always be running in place. “Ning Qing, I have a flight to London after 5 o’clock. If you don’t come, I won’t come back to T city. That’s it, bye-bye…”

The man hung up the phone?

He’d actually hung up the phone just like that!

Ning Qing looked at her cell phone and stamped her feet with hate. Was he forcing her to marry him? How could someone force her into marriage like that?

After putting her phone away, Ning Qing sat back on the bed with her pink lips pouted. He can leave if he wanted to, they were not familiar with each other to begin with. Since he didn’t want her to return the money, she’d just keep it with ease.

Although this was what she was thinking in her head, Ning Qing felt as if her heart was being fried in a frying pan, bubbling anxiously and torturously.

She stood up suddenly and decided not to think about it. She went out of the ward to get a breath of fresh air.

…

When she went to the hospital service desk, she saw several little nurses chatting happily there.

“Xiao Fang, I heard that you had a lightning marriage two days ago. You’d met your husband through blind dates right, getting married so fast after only meeting a few times? You’re so bold.”

“Bold?” You’ve been dating your boyfriend for four years but why don’t you dare to marry him? Because you’re afraid. In fact, marriage for a woman is just a gamble. It has nothing to do with time. I believe in my sixth sense, there’s a voice in my heart telling me, yes, it’s him. I’m afraid of losing him, so I got married.

Ning Qing was listening as Zhu Rui went behind her and asked, “Miss Ning, why aren’t you resting in bed?”

Ning Qing turned around and her beautiful eyes rippled like pools of honey as they sparkled like scattered stars, s.h.i.+ning brightly. Her lips curled up as she smiled sweetly. “Secretary Zhu, I was about to go find you. Can you take me somewhere?”

…

Zhu Rui brought Ning Qing to the lobby of her dormitory. She ran upstairs, opened the door and took out her household registration from the drawer.

She placed her household registration and ID card in her bag. She looked at herself and saw that she was still wearing the hospital gown, so she changed her clothes.

When she was back in the BMW again, she said to Zhu Rui, “Take me to President Lu.”

…

Ning Qing stood in front of the Guang Qing Company. Guang Qing was located in the most prosperous area of the city. It was six administrative buildings linked together. Looking at the s.h.i.+ny golden “Guang Qing” plaque that was 66-stories high, Ning Qing could hardly open her eyes due to the blinding light.

She was starting to feel shy and timid then.

But Zhu Rui had already opened the door. “Miss Ning, after you.” He made the “after you” gesture.

Ning Qing held her sling bag tightly in her small hands, set her heart, and bravely stepped out and entered.

She walked into the hall, which was decked in blue, white and black, concise and generous, the hall was heated, but the temperature was a little cold, the air was very fresh, a bonsai could be seen every five steps, the place was filled with a rigorous and solemn atmosphere.

In the past three years, Ning Qing’s life had been just circulating around the entertainment industry, school, and hospital. These places were all quite noisy, and upon suddenly coming here, the visual shock was quite absolute.

Along the way, employees wearing professional suits pa.s.sed by, “Secretary Zhu…” Employees bowed their heads as they greeted him.

Receiving everyone’s curious gazes, Ning Qing straightened up her slim back, looking natural and poised while politely and gently returning their gazes, her att.i.tude open and honest.

The employees felt a little embarra.s.sed then.

Zhu Rui escorted Ning Qing to the elevator. At that moment, the door of the elevator opened with a “ding”.

Ning Qing watched as a group of people came out.

Lu Shaoming was right at the front. He was wearing a white s.h.i.+rt, a dark blue striped tie with a black handmade suit, the cla.s.sic match made him look handsome and elegant.

The sharp knife-like cutting of the trousers wrapped around his long, straight legs, black leather shoes gave off a cold and powerful aura against the clean, reflective marble floor.

He eyes were downcast as he looked at the papers in the hands of the person beside him, and he spoke in a low voice.

His expression was serious, with a slight frown of his jet black brows, his chiseled and handsome face immersed in cold perseverance.

This was Ning Qing’s first time seeing him at work. This was the charm of a mature 30-year-old man. His elegant bowed head while discussing matters exuded pride and control.

“President…” Zhu Rui called out while Ning Qing was still in a daze.

So Ning Qing looked up as the men in suits all turned to look at her.

Ning Qing was a little afraid to look back at them. This was a serious work office. She’d dressed casually and looked like an alien intruder, which was embarra.s.sing.

If she’d known. She would’ve just stayed in the car just now and called him to ask him to come down and meet her.

However, this embarra.s.sment only lasted for mere seconds, because Lu Shaoming strode towards with his long legs, his broad body blocking her sight, which happened to block others from looking at her.

Ning Qing’s heart was warm and happy. This man was smart and thoughtful. He would care about every tiny feeling of hers when she was with him.

“You’re here?” Lu Shaoming stopped in front of her and his seriousness before faded away. He raised his sharp brows and looked like he was in a good mood.