Chapter 150: Being Tricked 1
Fifteen minutes later, the two people came out of the hall, and they both held a small red notebook in their hands. From this moment on, they will officially become husband and wife and become the closest people to each other.
He Xiyan put the marriage certificate into her bag. It was a light thing, but it felt heavy in her hand. This was not the first time for her to come to this place. She had been here five years ago. At that time, she was only 20 years old. She foolishly thought that getting a marriage certificate meant that they would be together for the rest of their lives.
Who knew it would end like that later.
And this time, she just hoped that they could really make it to the end.
"What are you thinking about?" Ye Hao squeezed her hand hard, turned to look at her, with a faint smile on his lips.
He Xiyan paused for a moment, then raised her lips slightly. She didn't want him to see her worried.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that we are going to Liyuan the day after tomorrow to spend New Year's Eve there." Ye Hao said.
Originally he wasn't planning to go this year. He didn't care about the whole Ye family, but his mother would go. He didn't want his mother to suffer any injustice there or anyone to target them, so he decided to go. .
He Xiyan turned to look at him, hesitating, "Should I go too?" She pointed at herself.
"Well!" Ye Hao hugged her shoulders, "Don't worry, my parents are here too. As for the others, you don't have to worry about it. Just go over and have a meal. We can only go there once a year."
Although they were all blood relatives, he had no feelings for these people as he had not grown up in the Ye family. In this life he only cares about his wife, his mother, and his children.
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An apartment in the city center
Without the hustle and bustle of the past, the apartment was extremely quiet today, with very few people even taking the elevator.
It's already the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Most of the people living in the apartment are young men and women. They bought or rented here for the convenience of going to work. During this time of the year, they all go home.
Mo Yixuan also occasionally lives in this apartment, because he often works overtime, and often gets off work after 11 o'clock in the evening. He is too tired, and it takes thirty or forty minutes to drive back to Mo's villa, so if he gets off work late or He is too busy at work, so he always lives here.
These apartments are small units with one bedroom and one living room, with an area of 40-50 square meters. There are no suites. They are suitable for single living, not suitable for a family to live at home.
Mo Yixuan sat leaning on the sofa, habitually holding a cigarette in his hand, which was already half smoked. New Year's Eve is tomorrow, but he doesn't want to go home. His mother is not at home, and his son is not at home either. His wife was abandoned by him more than a year ago.
So this year, he will spend it alone here. Although he bought this house five years ago, He Xiyan had never stayed here for a night, but Xia Yuwei had been.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a sigh, the cigarette butt in his hand was also twisted in the ashtray, and his entire face became extremely ugly.
Because he occasionally lived here, he met Xia Yuwei, who rented across from her, more than a year ago. At first, he didn't pay attention to her. Although he occasionally met her in the elevator or corridor, he never talked to her. Then one night , while taking the elevator, Xia Yuwei came in carrying two large bags of things and a large barrel of oil. After getting out of the elevator, she took the initiative to ask him for help, and he did not refuse. After all, a girl was not strong enough to carry so many things, so He helped her carry her things to the house where she lived.