After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

Chapter 198 Wen Jin and I got our marriage certificate

Sign the marriage certificate and divorce agreement together?

There was a subtle change in Shen Xunzhou's expression, but it was hidden for only a moment.

The shock and struggle in my heart are nothing compared to my current situation.

"Okay," he nodded solemnly.

"Okay? Mr. Shen, are you sure you really accept it and are not playing any tricks?" There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. The longer Wen Jin spends time with Shen Xunzhou, the more cautious he becomes.

Shen Xunzhou said in a normal tone: "Of course, everything will be done according to your ideas."

Wen Jin looked at him with a slightly unfriendly look.

Shen Xunzhou sat on the footstool and slowly placed the crumpled tissue in his palm on the coffee table.

"It's better to do it today than to wait for a day. Is your household registration book at home?"

"The Civil Affairs Bureau closes at 11 o'clock at night," Wen Jin reminded him.

"It's okay, let them come back and work overtime," Shen Xunzhou said, taking out his cell phone and making a call.

When Zhou Jin received the call, he had just finished taking a shower and was about to go to bed.

"Understood, I'll arrange it," he propped himself up and finished the call.

He glanced at his wife, who was not angry at all. Instead, she spread her hands and touched his lower back, and asked him softly, "Can the series be updated?"

Zhou Jin had no choice but to put on his bathrobe and said four words: "I need to get the certificate."

"If this were put into an ancient Chinese novel, wouldn't the emperor be so happy that he would grant amnesty to the whole country for a few days? Are you, Mr. Shen, going on a honeymoon with your wife? Bali? Switzerland? Or Spain? It's all right! How romantic! A romance novel would have to be written with millions of words here! Husband!"

"Ah, husband........."

She was responded by the sound of a door closing mercilessly.

............

"Walk."

Shen Xunzhou took Wen Jin's hand and prepared to go out.

Wen Jin sat motionless on the sofa.

Some hesitation.

The man tugged at his trouser legs and bent slightly: "Are you scared?"

"You're a coward. You're afraid of death," Wen Jin said meaningfully.

The man raised the corners of his lips and said leisurely: "Xiao Jin, you should know that there are people in this world who are more afraid of your death than you are."

"Wen Mo said I was crazy. I admit that if you die again, I will still make the same choice as in my last life and send all those who hurt you to be buried with you. Then... I will go down to find you."

"It is said in the Imperial Strategy that only those in power who are not trapped by love can rule the world. To me, you are an existence that goes against the will of heaven."

Shen Xunzhou stood in front of him and stretched out his hand towards Wen Jin: "Let's give each other another chance! If it doesn't work, I'll die with my eyes closed."

Wen Jin didn't know how he put his hand in his palm.

I had no idea how I ended up following him into the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The confusion in her heart pushed her forward step by step.

It was as if all her struggles turned to ashes at this moment.

"Signatures, both of you."

Shen Xunzhou took the document and wrote down the three characters in a flamboyant style that almost penetrated the paper.

Wen Jin held the pen but couldn't start writing.

What was repeating in her mind were scenes from her previous life, constantly changing, like a revolving lantern, replaying the entire process from her marriage to her death endlessly.

Shen Xunzhou sat aside, looking at her quietly, his eyes calm, without any clues to be seen.

In fact, the fingertips on the knees pressed tighter and tighter, and became whiter and whiter.

Behind the white shirt were waves of hot sweat caused by nervousness.

But even so, he could still calmly reach out and take the pen from Wen Jin's hand: "It's okay, we still have time."

"Miss Wen, do you feel that today is a bad day? Why don't you wait another ten minutes? It will be the 1st, a good day for the whole country to celebrate," the staff member pretended to be confused and advised.

Wen Jin made up his mind, took the pen from Shen Xunzhou, and quickly wrote down his name.

When he finished writing and handed it to the staff, Shen Xunzhou's back slowly relaxed a little.

The heart that was lifted up gradually calmed down.

Fortunately! I got what I wanted!

Coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the two of them each held their own documents.

Shen Xunzhou walked to the car, opened the door with his backhand, and looked at Wen Jin with a leisurely smile. His posture was as elegant as ever, and he looked very proud and proud: "Happy wedding, Mrs. Shen."

Wen Jin walked towards Shen Xunzhou and stretched out his hand: "Mr. Shen, your ID."

The man was puzzled.

"In order to prevent any unnecessary accidents from happening in two years, it would be more appropriate for me to take charge."

Shen Xunzhou understood. Be on guard against him?

"Okay," he reached out, took out his ID and handed it to Wen Jin.

...............

At one o'clock in the morning, Shen Xunzhou sent Wen Jin back to Qiufeng Garden.

Turned around and went back to the Shen family manor.

On National Day, the Shen family gathered together, and Shen Mang's parents and the old lady all returned to the main house.

While the group was eating at the table, Shen Xunzhou spoke calmly, "Wen Jin and I got our marriage certificate."

"What???"

“Okay, okay!!!!”

Song Jinzhi couldn't hold back his urge to ask more questions, and just as he was about to open his mouth, Shen Changze pressed the back of his hand and patted it, stopping him from speaking.

Shen Changze looked at Shen Xunzhou: "What are the arrangements for the wedding?"

"Not ready yet."

The old lady pressed on, "Is it your idea or Xiaojin's? What girl wouldn't want to have a wedding? Don't let her down."

"We mean to discuss it together."

"When will you move back?" Shen Changze asked.

"Not moving for now,"

"You're separated right after getting your marriage certificate? Did you think carefully before getting married?" Second uncle Shen Zhengling asked.

"I'll live with Wen Jin. It's close to the company and convenient."

Song Jinzhi's gaze suddenly fell on Shen Xunzhou, with surprise and astonishment rising in turn.

My mind was filled with Wen Jin's words: "I have plenty of ways to get him to marry into my family."

For a moment, he was so angry that he fainted.

In an instant, the Shen family manor was in chaos......

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"How did you come?"

During the National Day holiday, Zhou Shan opened a medical beauty salon in the center of Nanyang City, where every inch of land is valuable.

Opening today.

There were so many luxury cars at the door that they stretched for several kilometers.

The road in front of the door was completely blocked.

Wen Jin turned sideways, and Zhou Shan saw Jiang Ge behind him.

Holding the flower basket in his hand, Zhou Shan walked over curiously and took a look at the contents of the card.

"Sent by Shen Xunzhou of Kaiyuan Real Estate and Wen Jin of Qiyun Equipment?"

"Change it!" Zhou Shan put the card down with some disdain: "If I could write that it was sent by Mr. and Mrs. Shen, I would definitely be on the front page today."

"The front page headline of Gossip Daily?" Wen Jin followed up her question.

Zhou Shan snorted: "A pornographic article is a piece of literature, but the headline of a gossip newspaper is not a headline?"

"Have you found a partner for consumables?" Wen Jin came, but it was not in vain.

It's obvious that he doesn't want to let Zhou Shan go.

"I'm so small, you're going to do it?"

“No matter how small an ant is, it is still meat.”

Zhou Shan led her to the VIP room: "If you are willing to do it, I will definitely do it for you."

"I have to ask someone to put your flower baskets in the most conspicuous place."