8: C8 I'm Not Going to Collect My Certificate

C8 I'm Not Going to Collect My Certificate

She subconsciously tilted her head in the man's direction. "Mr. Huo, I can't see."

"Yes." It was the man's deep voice with a hint of arrogance.

"I am Qiao An." Qiao An said another sentence. She wanted to guide the man to say a few more words to judge her speculation.

"Yes."

The man was still the same word. The corner of his eye landed on Qiao An's face again. The palm print got clearer and clearer. As for the origin of the palm print...

Huo Chengzhou narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Who caused the injury on the face?"

Qiao An was stunned for a moment. She subconsciously touched it with her hand. The back of her hand, which was red from the heat, fell clearly into Huo Chengzhou's eyes again.

The man raised his hand to grab her hand and tried to pull it in front of him, but Qiao An pulled back her hand as if she was frightened. "Mr. Huo..."

Huo Chengzhou's eyes turned cold. "My hand is also injured."

Qiao An lowered her eyes to cover her palm print and hid her hand in her sleeve. "Nothing."

Huo Chengzhou suddenly felt a little irritated. He thought that Qiao family must have used "private punishment" to make her agree to marry him.

Was he that bad?

Feeling slightly stifled in his heart, Huo Chengzhou coldly said, "Today I will not go and collect the certificate."

Huo Feng, who was in front of him, was stunned. "Mr Cheng?"

"Let's go back to Bamboo Listening Pavilion."

Huo Feng subconsciously looked at Qiao An. "That Miss Qiao..."

Before Huo Chengzhou could answer, Qiao An, who later realized that this matter had something to do with her. "Mr. Huo, why don't you go and get the certificate?"

If she did not get the certificate, how could she get what her biological parents left for her?

If she did not get the certificate, then her palm and the burn on the back of her hand would be in vain!

Huo Chengzhou glanced at her and said indifferently, "I'm not in a good mood today."

Qiao An's face was full of question marks. She had an indescribable feeling in her heart. There was relief and strong unwillingness.

For a moment, she did not know whether to be happy or sad.

Also, if the man said that he would not go to collect the certificate today, then would he go another day or change his mind after seeing her?

No matter what, she had to ask clearly.

Qiao An mustered up her courage and asked, "Mr. Huo, can I ask what you mean?"

Huo Chengzhou's tone was indifferent. "First, tell me what happened to the wound on your face and hand. I will answer your question."

Qiao An was stunned for a moment, and the embarrassment on her face disappeared in a flash, "It was an accident..."

"Accident?" Huo Chengzhou sneered, "The burns on your hands can be accidental, and the palm print on your face can also be careless?"

Qiao An opened her mouth and said, "Mr. Huo, actually the process is not important. The most important result is that as long as we get the marriage certificate today..."

She did not continue, because there were many problems waiting for her to digest.

A marriage certificate was different from a piano pass. A marriage certificate meant a family, and the man beside her would become her legal husband.1

So much information rushed up to her, and she was a little indigestible for a moment.

Huo Chengzhou's eyes swept across her face, and his tone could not tell whether she was happy or angry. "I never force people, not to mention getting married is such a big thing."

Qiao An was stunned. "I did it voluntarily!"

"Do you think I am blind?" It was the man's cold voice.

Lowering her eyes, she said softly, "I'm blind... If it was because of this reason, then I would like to ask Mr. Huo to come back to Qiao residence with me and explain it clearly. "

Huo Chengzhou felt irritated and aggrieved.

He looked at Huo Feng and said, "Go to Qiao residence."

Qiao An suddenly let out a sigh of relief. There was no need to marry because men did not like her.

She could not describe the feeling.

She hoped that Qiao Minghui and Zhou Yun could reason with her. At least she could return the things that her biological parents left her.

She leaned against the back of the chair, and there was a hint of relief on her face. When this action landed in Huo Chengzhou's eyes, the man's eyebrows slightly raised.

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