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Chapter 337 What are you going to the Civil Affairs Bureau for?
Mo Sang looked at An Zhiruo who hadn't reacted for a long time with hatred, was she in a hurry?

She was worried that she would feel uncomfortable when she saw others wearing wedding dresses, but she couldn't react for a long time.

An Zhiruo walked up to Mosang dully, "Sangsang, do you have something to say to me?"

Mo Sang twitched the corners of his mouth lightly, and shook his head, "As the saying goes, it takes three years to conceive a fool, and it seems to be true. My clever Ruoruo has disappeared."

An Zhiruo didn't react in a daze, followed Mosang into the car, and put on his seat belt.

Mo Sang started the engine, "Does Gu Yiye want to attend the wedding with you?"

"probably."

An Zhiruo wasn't sure either, he said so, or he might have participated separately.

Mo Sang looked at the time on his wrist, "Sit down."

An Zhiruo asked strangely, "Are you in a hurry?"

"Well, if it exceeds one point, the money will be deducted." Mo Sang raised her pink lips depressedly. I have never seen such a ruthless person, hum!For the sake of her lack of money, otherwise she would not bother with him.

An Zhiruo didn't know that there was a surprise waiting for her.

An Zhiruo was born in Yuncheng and grew up in Yuncheng. She is very familiar with the way Mosang went. "Sangsang, why did you take this way."

"Go, you will know."

Mo Sang sold a pass.

An Zhiruo didn't think about anything else, after all, the Civil Affairs Bureau might be a place she would never set foot in her life.

Half an hour's drive away, there was some congestion, and Mosang was also a little anxious, which made An Zhiruo a little dizzy, and looked at Mosang with a painful face, "Sangsang, please let me go!"

Mo Sang looked at the time, "It will be here soon."

An Zhiruo looked at the tall building ahead through the windshield uncomfortablely, and she couldn't help but grasp the door handle, Civil Affairs Bureau!Are you really going to the Civil Affairs Bureau?
How can it be?

By the time he got off the car, An Zhiruo hadn't recovered from his surprise.

Mo Sang dragged her up the stairs, "Let's go, don't dawdle!"

An Zhiruo immediately pushed away Mosang's hand, "Stop making trouble! Sangsang, what are we doing here?"

"Of course it's a certificate!"

"Are we two?"

An Zhiruo gave Mo Sang a blank look, this prank was too much!
"Whoever gets the certificate from you is too narcissistic. Of course, someone wants to get the certificate from you." An Zhiruo refused to go in, grabbing the handle of the door.

That is Yue Tingyan!

Why didn't this guy understand her words.

If she wants to get the certificate with him now, Gu Yiye will probably chop him into pieces tomorrow.

She simply did not dare the consequences.

Mo Sang looked at An Zhiruo who refused to enter the gate, patted his forehead and asked without tears, "Who do you want to get the certificate with, and who do you want inside?"

An Zhiruo looked blankly, "I don't understand what you're talking about, I don't want to get married now, so I haven't thought about getting a certificate with anyone."

"If it's Gu Yiye inside, would you like to go?"

Mo Sang said, pulling her hand.

Gu Yiye!
How could it be Gu Yiye!
The old man Gu tried his best not to let her enter the Gu family's door. If he got the certificate from her in private, wouldn't that turn the world upside down?
Seeing that An Zhiruo was already stupid, Mo Sang broke off her fingers and dragged her into the hall abruptly, "Gu Yiye! I brought her here. How do you persuade her to get the certificate with you? That's up to you. Money give it to me."

Gu Yiye!
Is it really Gu Yiye?

Not Yue Tingyan?
And it wasn't Mozan's prank?
An Zhiruo stood there in a daze, watching Gu Yiye come out of the director's office with his own eyes, wearing a custom-made suit, with a tall and straight figure, so handsome and charming that he was invincible.

Gu Yiye gracefully took out a check and handed it to Mosang, and said softly, "Save it, I'm not your money pocket."

(End of this chapter)