Wen Wan received a phone call saying that she had just finished class and returned to the dormitory when she was going to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow.

　　"Little Wan, remember, at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, you must arrive on time."

　　A passionate and earnest voice came from the other end of the line. Wen Wan's hand, which had been packing up his bag, paused for a moment. Then, he lifted his eyelids and said flatly, "I understand..."

　　The person opposite her paused for a moment as if he wanted to say something else. However, Wen Wan interrupted her in time. "Mom, I've got something else to do. I'll hang up first."

　　"Wait, Little Wan!" Bai Yulan hurriedly stopped him, and her voice was unconcealable sadness. "Do you blame me and your father for making the decision on your own?"

　　Resentment?

　　Wen Wan lowered his head, his clear eyes landing on the diary that had been torn in half on the tabletop. She was still complaining about her parents a day ago, but now, there was nothing left of her.

　　"Mom, don't think too much. I'm willing to marry her."

　　As soon as he hung up the phone, Wen Wan felt a weight on his neck and a clear and beautiful female voice rang out beside his ear. "Ya, Xiaolang, what's wrong? What's wrong with you? You look unhappy."

　　Wen Wan did not shake him off. He pursed his lips and said, "Youran, tomorrow... I have something on, so I can't accompany you to the library. I'm sorry."

　　Le Youran didn't show much of a reaction after listening to her explanation. He only tried to soothe Wen Wan's hair and said, "I understand that you're in a bad mood. If it were me, I would've buried that pair of b*stards and b*tch last night!"

　　Wen Wan knew that Le You Ran was complaining for him, but she no longer had the habit of recalling the past, especially a scandal like being kicked in the leg by her boyfriend. "Youran, let's not talk about it anymore. Senior Ren and I are completely over."

　　"Little Wan! Why are you still calling him Senior Brother Ren?" Le was born with rough lines. Even though he knew that it was a thorn, he still kept saying words that hurt Wen Wan's heart.

　　"Last night, when he was rolling on the bed with that little bitch, did you consider how she felt?"

　　Le Youran's eyes widened as he stared at the teardrop that Wen Wan had smashed onto the back of his hand. He had not seen a single tear fall from Wen Wan's eyes in his dormitory over the past two years.

　　In Le You Ran's impression, Wen Wan's image was well-mannered and well-mannered, and it matched perfectly with her name "Wen Wan". Even the men and women who ran into each other last night at the hotel could calmly break up.

　　But now...

　　It turned out that it wasn't that Wen Wan didn't care, but that she was stubborn and refused to lower her head, trying her best not to vent her anger.

　　The blame that lingered at the tip of her lips transformed into pity. Le Youran took advantage of his height and pressed his head down against her own shoulders.

　　The next day, at 8:30 p.m.

　　She was still a short distance away from working hours of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and Wen Wan was waiting at the door. She did not have the habit of waiting for others, and she would usually arrive earlier if they had an important date.

　　This was also a point that Le Bufan often scolded her for being a love-brained woman who did not know how to act like a queen. That was why Ren Muliang treated everything as a matter of fact.

　　Shaking his head, Ren Muliang's warm and gentle face disappeared from Ren Muliang's mind. Wen Wan's gaze swept across a card that had been driven to her side. The license plate number was 5 to 8 and if nothing went wrong, her future husband would have appeared.

　　The carriage was a good one and when it stopped in front of everyone's sight, many people who were waiting at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, just like Wen Wan, turned to look in her direction.

　　The man was still a little calm, but when he heard that his sweetheart asked him to buy a Cayenne in the future, he felt bad.

　　But the men's green hair was still on the back.

　　When the door opened, a handsome man's face was revealed first, followed by a low-key and luxurious Jamp tailored suit. The most eye-catching thing about it was the man's cold and introverted eyes, as well as his powerful aura.

　　Just by casually standing there, he gave off an imposing manner that could not be ignored. In an instant, he transferred everyone's gaze from the private car to his body.

　　He looked up with a poker face and looked around the crowd. Those women who were still in a hurry to get their marriage certificate were immediately unable to move their legs. "What a great man! Whose daughter is so lucky that she can hook up with such a rich and beautiful man?"

　　When the man's deep gaze swept toward Wen Wan, she suddenly felt a little nervous. She felt as though she couldn't breathe due to the fact that the superior's aura emanated from him was too powerful.

　　"Wen Wan?"

　　The man's calm voice was very pleasant to listen to, and also very pleasant to listen to...

　　Wen Wan was in a trance for a second, but she quickly snapped back to reality. A hint of unease appeared in her clear eyes. "It's me." After a pause, she said, "Hello, Mr. Huo."

　　Huo Qiaonan's eyes were devoid of any emotion, and he didn't respond to Wen Wan addressing him as "Mr. Huo". He merely nodded his head as a greeting.

　　At this moment, the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau opened and Wen Wan subconsciously raised his wristwatch to look at the time. It was exactly nine o'clock.

　　When she looked up again, Huo Qiaonan was already in front of her. He was very tall, and the heavy shadow immediately replaced the shallow halo on her body.

　　"You're not late. That's great." Wen Wan realized that Huo Qiaonan had also arrived ahead of time when he heard Ye Qingyu's words.

　　"Mr. Huo, you..." Wen Wan's pink lips parted slightly. For a moment, she had impulsively wanted to consult him. How could a big shot living in a courtyard like him agree to marry her?

　　Huo Qiaonan swept a glance across Wen Wan's slightly anxious eyes and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

　　"It's nothing." Wen Wan bit his lip. "The staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau is on duty. Let's hurry up and enter."

　　"Are you in a hurry?" Huo Qiaoan narrowed her eyes. At this moment, he suddenly became a bit elusive.

　　No, it was right to say that men who could climb to such a high position today were not simple at all.

　　Wen Wan was taken aback by his question. He felt as if a primary school student in his office was being questioned by his teacher about whether they were doing homework or not, but she didn't mean it at all. Thus, she told him the truth. "I'm not in a hurry. I just don't want to waste Mr. Huo's precious time."

　　She thought that this answer would make Huo Qiaonan quiet down, but he still held her tightly. "There's no rush? It seems that you're not very satisfied with this marriage."

　　"..." Wen Wan was speechless.

　　Huo Qiaonan spoke in a declarative tone and was very calm. Wen Wan couldn't figure out whether he was truly angry or he was just joking with her.

　　Huo Qiaonan rolled her eyes at the nervous Wen Wan. She didn't make things difficult for Wen Wan, but simply said, "Go in and register."

　　At this moment, however, Wen Wan was unable to move his legs.

　　Ever since Huo Qiaonan appeared, she had felt suspicious, lost, and had a sense of distance...

　　All sorts of negative emotions occupied Wen Wan's heart, and the reason for his uneasiness was due to regret.

　　This was the first time she had met Huo Qiaonan.

　　A day ago, they were like two parallel lines that would never cross. No one knew who they were.

　　As for Huo Qiaonan, she was a man who was even more unapproachable in the report than she was on television. Wen Wan thought to himself that she really did not have the confidence to keep up with the flow.

　　Huo Qiaonan, who was walking ahead of them, didn't see Wen Wan following behind her. Her handsome brows creased slightly as she turned her head. "Are you not planning on collecting your marriage certificate?"

　　Huo Qiaonan's voice brought Wen Wan's thoughts back. He raised his head and looked at the man who was about to spend his entire life with her. His every gesture and gesture was imbued with a unique masculine charm. His hormones made the women around him feel as if they were floating in the air.

　　Unbeknownst to him, Wen Wan caught up to him and smiled with curved brows. "I'll have to thank you for your pointers in the future, Mister Huo."