2609: Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (127)

Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (127)

She looked like she was immersed in the happiness of marriage while Feng Yunan looked like an outsider.1

If she had known earlier, she would not have grinned so widely.

Before the marriage certificate could warm up in her hands, Feng Yunan took the book away. "I'll keep it first. I'll show it to Grandpa tomorrow."

"Okay." Qiao Ruoxi nodded.

On the way back, Feng Yunan suddenly asked, "What do you want?"

Qiao Ruoxi looked at him like an idiot and shook her head. "I don't want anything."

"We've already gotten the certificate. We have to do something."

When Feng Yunan said this, he had a weird expression on his face. It sounded like two robbers were discussing whether to rob a bank or a gold shop.

In fact, he did not know how to play the romantic tricks of coaxing girls. He did not have a lot of experience in dating, and his mouth was not good at coaxing. Otherwise, he would definitely have proposed to Wen Ke'er long ago.

"It's just a marriage certificate. We can do nothing."

Qiao Ruoxi had been tired for the whole day. Right now, she wanted to lie on her bed and have a good sleep.

The conversation was a little awkward. Coincidentally, Feng Yunan's phone suddenly rang, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Feng Yunan picked up the call through the car's system display. Mr. Feng's voice came from inside, or rather from all directions, because there were several speakers on both sides of the car.

It was a three-dimensional sound.

"Yunan, where are you now? Have you and Ruoxi gone to register your marriage?"

Feng Yunan did not answer directly. Instead, he said simply, "Grandpa, I'm busy. There's no hurry to register our marriage."

Mr. Feng was displeased. "How could you not be concerned about getting the marriage certificate? Listen up, Yunan. If you're in a meeting right now, you have to leave immediately and go get the certificate."

The old man was a little out of breath. "My heart can't take it anymore. Oh my, bring my medicine…"

Feng Yunan panicked and quickly explained, "Grandpa, I was just joking. We've already gotten the certificate."

Old Mr. Feng said, "Oh my… It's good that you got it. Remember to bring it to me tomorrow when you come home for lunch."

"Okay."

In order to prove it, he asked, "Are you with Ruoxi now? Is she here?"

Qiao Ruoxi said into the air, "Grandpa, I'm here."

Old Master Feng was at ease. "Okay, okay. You two can celebrate after getting your marriage certificate. You can go to a movie or dinner. I won't bother you anymore. Bye."

The old man did not wait for them to say goodbye and ended the call.

It had to be said that Grandpa's call was too timely. It was like sending charcoal in the snow.

He had no idea what he was going to do next. His grandfather had already thought of it for him.

A movie, a meal. Yeah, that was a good idea.

Feng Yunan turned to look at Qiao Ruoxi and said, "Let's go watch a movie. This is Grandpa's order."

Qiao Ruoxi was speechless.

Feng Yunan made a call. When they arrived at the Yun City cinema, tickets, popcorn, and coke were all prepared.

There were only the two of them in the huge theater. The atmosphere was a little weird.

"What movie do you want to watch?" Feng Yunan asked.

Qiao Ruoxi said nonchalantly, "Whatever."

Feng Yunan ended up choosing a romance film, "Goodbye My Ex."

Feng Yunan actually chose this film? I heard it's a lousy film.

But what the f*ck?

'Goodbye my ex?'

She suddenly thought of Qin Xuming.

He had specially picked it so that he could disgust her.

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