Mr. He, your sweet wife has signed for it

Chapter 52 The Rights I Give You
Qin Shuang scanned the living room, and asked Special Assistant Jin, "Where is He Zhiyao?"

"Mr. He is in the study."

As soon as Special Assistant Jin finished speaking, the door of the study was pushed open, and He Zhiyao came out.

He was still wearing the same clothes as in the morning, with his coat off and only a white shirt on.

Seeing Qin Shuang, he pointed to the second bedroom: "Go and change."

Qin Shuang: ... She really wanted to ask him what he was so busy doing?
Forget it, Qin Shuang didn't bother to break up with He Zhiyao, otherwise she would suffer in the end.

Qin Shuang put down her bag and went to the second bedroom.

Then froze again.

The stylist is instructing the assistant to place the tools, while a set of pure white wedding dresses is quietly placed on the open space beside her.

The off-the-shoulder wedding dress has layers of overlapping ribbons on the back, and the skirt is very large, covered with fine diamonds, shining under the light, as dazzling as starlight.

Every woman should have imagination and longing for her wedding dress when she gets married.

The set presented to Qin Shuang was more beautiful than any set she had imagined before.

like a dream.

In her limited life imagination, she never imagined that she would be able to wear such a beautiful wedding dress one day.

But she was about to put it on, and neither the wedding dress nor the marriage belonged to her.

For a moment, Qin Shuang couldn't help but want to shrink back and run away.

Escape from here, escape from everything that makes her feel at a loss.

But before she could turn around, He Zhiyao's voice came from behind: "Hurry up."

Upon hearing the order, the stylist immediately stepped forward to hold Qin Shuang, and together with a few assistants quickly helped Qin Shuang change her clothes. The time was a bit tight, so she only put on light makeup, but the girl in the mirror was still beautiful amazing.

Qin Shuang was in a daze throughout the whole process, until the door of the second bedroom opened again, and He Zhiyao, who had already changed his clothes, came in and extended his hand towards her.

Qin Shuang couldn't recover.

He Zhiyao probably disliked her ink marks, so he grabbed her hand and pulled her up. The stylist assistant behind him helped her pull the skirt, and they went out together.

Leaving the apartment and getting into the car.

Only then did Qin Shuang wake up suddenly, and asked He Zhiyao beside him, "Where are we going?"

They were just a fake marriage, where did this whole thing come from?
He Zhiyao replied flatly: "You will know when you arrive."

Fortunately, the car arrived at its destination soon.

It is a very quiet building.

Qin Shuang had heard of this place, it was an old church.

Qin Shuang couldn't help turning his head to look at He Zhiyao.

He Zhiyao didn't speak, took her hand and walked towards the church.

The quiet church was empty, surrounded by lit white candles, there were no guests on the seats on both sides of the aisle, only an old foreign priest with silver hair stood on the platform at the end.

There was no sound in the whole church.

It wasn't until the two stood in front of the priest that the priest raised his glasses and solemnly read the oath for the two of them.

Qin Shuang felt that she couldn't hear the priest's voice, but could only hear her frantic heartbeat.

She said "I do" almost mechanically.

Then he waited for He Zhiyao to lift her wrist and put on the ring.

The priest had already left, leaving only He Zhiyao and Qin Shuang in the church.

The two stood facing each other, quietly like a still photo.

He Zhiyao leaned slightly, lifted the white gauze that fell behind Qin Shuang's hair, covered her face, then lowered his head, and through the thin layer of gauze, his cool lips fell on her lips.

Touched lightly.

One touch to open.

The clearness seemed to be just Qin Shuang's illusion.

But Qin Shuang didn't know what was wrong with him, he even had the illusion that this was the first time He Zhiyao kissed her.

She felt that she was probably confused by He Zhiyao.

It's obviously a fake marriage, but there's still such a so-called sense of ritual in the mood.

It made her feel like she was in a dream.

It seems that since she came home in the afternoon and walked in the door, until now, she has not been real for a second.

No, it might be earlier, when she woke up this morning, He Zhiyao took her to collect the certificate.

It's fake.

Very fake.

Qin Shuang blinked, hoping that the dream would pass quickly.

Because it's a bit beautiful, but also a bit cruel.

"Qin Shuang," He Zhiyao looked down at Qin Shuang's eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, and said, "You can be more willful in the future."

Qin Shuang said "Huh?" in a daze.

He Zhiyao raised her hand and kissed lightly on the finger that put the ring on her,
"I give you the right."

...

Back at the apartment, the stylist who came back with her thoughtfully helped her remove her makeup.

Then ask: "Do you need us to change your clothes?"

Just as Qin Shuang nodded, she heard He Zhiyao say, "Come out for dinner first."

Qin Shuang: ...

The stylist was sent away immediately, and Qin Shuang walked cautiously to the living room, dragging her skirt that could drag the floor.

It was just the two of them in the apartment, with a room full of pink balloons.

The dining table is also full of flowers and candles, with red wine glasses, which is full of ritual.

When Qin Shuang was cutting the steak, she couldn't help but think, I really didn't realize that He Zhiyao is still a very ceremonial person.

Sure enough, no matter how ruthless and domineering he pretends to be on the surface, he is still a princess in his heart.

Ha ha.

Qin Shuang slandered He Zhiyao for a while, and finally felt much calmer.

The two quietly ate a ceremonial dinner, and Qin Shuang thought that she could finally take off the luxurious wedding dress she was wearing.

However, before Qin Shuang could do anything, He Zhiyao stood beside her, picked her up with her wedding dress, and went into the bedroom.

The bedding in the bedroom was also changed to red at some point, and the light was not turned on, but it was filled with small red round lights.

The entire bedroom was illuminated red.

He Zhiyao put Qin Shuang on the bed, walked around behind her, and landed his fingers on the ribbon behind her.

His fingertips were still a little cold, but when they touched the skin on her back, Qin Shuang stiffened slightly.

"What are you doing?" Qin Shuang couldn't help but make a sound.

He Zhiyao lowered his head and kissed lightly on the butterfly bone on her back, the kiss with his breath fell on her earlobe little by little,
"You know what I was thinking when I saw this wedding dress?"

"I want you to put it on, and then untie the ribbons one by one from the back. It must be very cool."

(End of this chapter)