In front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the man with facial paralysis opened the door for Jiang Beihan and Song Wenxin.

Song Wenxin waved at him with a marriage certificate. "I don't need you to send me, I'll just go home." Song Wenxin said with a smile. As soon as things at home were resolved, she felt that the whole person was relaxed.

Her voice dropped, Jiang Beihan stopped beside the car, frowned, and turned to look at her.

"go back?"

"Yeah, I'll just take a taxi and go home by myself. Thank you very much today!" She smiled with innocence.

"Which home is this?" He raised her eyebrows and asked her.

This question has made Song Wenxin a bit stunned. Which one? She has only one home ...

"Of course it's my home!"

"The Song family?"

"Yes!"

"Song Wenxin, first of all, I want to remind you that we are husbands and wives, do you understand what this husband and wife say?" He asked with patience, marrying him, and not going home with him?

"What do you mean?" Song Wen looked at him puzzledly, unable to understand what he meant.

Are n’t they nominal husbands and wives, what do you want her to do?

"From now on, live in my house!" When she didn't understand, he explained to her in horror.

Song Wenxin opened his eyes wide, they still want to live together?

"But I have to go home every night, otherwise ... my parents would be worried ..." She opened her mouth and explained.

"That has nothing to do with me, get in the car!" He stopped saying more, but glanced at the back seat of the sports car.

Song Wenxin hesitated for a moment, and finally got in the car.

Who asked the other person to do her a favor? She had to obey.

After she got in the car, Jiang Beihan followed in and sat beside her.

The door was closed, and the sports car slowly left the Civil Affairs Bureau and drove all the way back to Mid-level Villa.

On the way, he didn't say a word. He leaned back in his seat and narrowed his eyes for a rest.

While Song Wenxin could only sit honestly, he thought about how he would explain to his parents why he would not go back to live.

…………

When returning to Jiangbeihan's villa, it was already dark.

After getting out of the car, Song Wenxin followed him into the villa.

It's already night, but the lights in the villa are slightly dim.

In addition, the maids in the villa are also very strange, and they are all surprisingly quiet. Every time unless Jiang Beihan comes back to say hello, or if he is in trouble, the maids will basically not walk in the villa.

This made Song Wenxin feel weird, but Jiang Beihan was already weird enough, and it seemed normal for him to live in a strange place.

After Jiang Beihan returned to the villa, he went to the restaurant and sat at the table to start his office.

It seems that he is very busy.

"Sir, dinner is ready." At this time, a servant suddenly came over and whispered.

After speaking, he looked at Song Wenxin with a surprised look.

This makes Song Wenxin strange.

Jiangbeihan nodded.

"Can you lend me a call and use it, I want to make a call at home." Song Wenxin finally couldn't help but speak.

It's very late now, and she won't call back anymore, the family will really be anxious.

Jiang Beihan glanced at him, then suddenly said, "Shangguan!"

After a while, the man with facial paralysis appeared in the restaurant.

Under Jiang Beihan's eyes, he instantly understood and took out his mobile phone to Song Wenxin.

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