My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Zheng Lun did not explain much. She just said a few words of "Happy Newly Married" blessings, and then hung up the phone.

She and Zheng Jing's play is over and she can go home now.

Zhao Anan can marry Mu Qing, even if she is not busy.

Zhao Anan listened to Zheng Lun not talking to her much, and thought Zheng Lun was still angry with her. In fact, Zheng Lun was so guilty that she was afraid to say too much and arouse her doubts.

Zhao Anan was sitting on the bed, holding her cell phone a little stunned.

She always felt that there seemed to be something wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Mu Qing took the phone in her hand, then sat down next to her, and said softly: "An An, don't worry, Lun Lun must know she misunderstood you."

Zhao Anan looked back, looked at Mu Qing’s handsome and handsome face, and suddenly lowered his head to take his marriage certificate out of his chest dress, and then opened it. Looking at the words and photos above, he was somewhat uncertain: "Are we getting married too quickly?"

Mu Qing nodded: "Yes. Have you regretted it?"

This is what he is most worried about.

Zhao Anan shook his head: "Not yet."

The two of them got married and she pulled Mu Qing to get the certificate. Although she was also forced, Mu Qing was the most innocent.

Marriage has always been a thing that Zhao Anan wanted to do in her dreams.

She just didn't dare to get married.

"temporarily?"

Mu Qing frowned, did not mean for the time being, would he repent in the future?

Zhao Anan suddenly hugged Mu Qing, buried his head in his arms, and expressed the fear that had always been deep in his heart.

"I often have a dream, dreaming that my own condition has relapsed, and then there is no cure for death. I think this is really what will happen, and in the dream, I should be about the same age as I am now. So it won’t be too long, and my illness will recur. I think, since I’m going to die, don’t drag you down anymore, marrying you won’t do you any good.”

Her voice was calm, as if she had already accepted this reality.

Mu Qing's heart hurt like a knife.

He hugged Zhao An'an and pressed her face to his heart, letting her listen to his heartbeat and letting her know that he was in pain.

"An An, don't think about it, you believe me, the anti-cancer drugs I have developed are the latest and most effective, you can be all right. Also, I never think you are dragging me down. This life, this life, you are My wife, even if you are not married, you are my wife. You have been pregnant with my child, An An."

Zhao Anan subconsciously gently stroked his lower abdomen and whispered: "If I had given birth to him, then he should be ten years old now!"

"It's okay, we are just reborn. You were only 17 years old at that time, and your body was not fully developed. How can you let you take the risk of having a baby, I don't regret it. Otherwise, if you have a child but you are not What is the use?"

Mu Qing did not say anything about cultivating embryos. This matter may not be successful, and she will tell Zhao Anan when it is successful, so even if she opposes it is useless.

In Zhao Anan's heart, Mu Qing always put her first, even if people around the world do not believe him, and he will believe her.

Zhao An'an didn't get too tangled about children.

She was already mentally prepared for the infertility, so it wouldn't be too sad to say this time.

The most important thing now is that she must survive first.

Mu Qing still wears his white coat, and there is a hint of Chinese herbal medicine on his body, which makes Zhao Anan feel very safe.

She struggled for a day yesterday and did not sleep well last night. She was pulled by Zheng Jing early this morning to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register for marriage. Later, she went to the hospital to toss. She was so tired.

Now finally relaxed, she slept in Mu Qing's arms.

After sleeping in the evening, Zhao Anan woke up.

And beside her is the man she missed, Mu Qing.

One of his arms served as a pillow for her, and the other arm around her waist, holding her in her arms.

This is the moment when Zhao Anan has always felt the happiest.

The red and bright little book was still stuffed in her own clothes because this little book, the man holding her, was no longer a boyfriend.

This is her husband, her husband!

Zhao Anan is very happy!

She is married!

I can finally get rid of the **** of Zheng Jing. She is now a married woman, and no one comes to confess to her!

It’s really good, let’s go to see Li Feidao, Wen Kang and the like, as well as Zheng Jing!

She is married, she has a husband!

This kind of feeling of joy, until now, Zhao Anan deeply realized that in the first few hours of receiving the certificate, I didn’t feel anything at all, it was so strange!

She was so happy that she couldn't even hate Zheng Jing.

If it were not him, maybe she would not marry Mu Qing until she died.

Originally, Zhao An'an felt that in the future, Zheng Zheng must be properly rectified, but now she decided to let him go.

Zhao An'an didn't wake up Mu Qing who was asleep. She carefully pulled out her marriage certificate again. She looked at it carefully from beginning to end, and then put it back into her chest like a treasure.

Mu Qing opened his eyes to see this scene, and he couldn't help but lift up layers and layers of ripples.

Zhao An'an's marriage certificate, such a baby, shows that she is also eager to marry him.

Fortunately, before they got married, he proposed, otherwise it would leave a lot of regret in the lives of both of them.

He whispered: "An An, do you like this marriage certificate so much?"

"Are you awake?" Zhao Anan looked up at his eyes, and there was an unabashed smile on his lips: "That's of course, marrying you is my biggest wish!"

Anyway, the marriage is over, and even the divorce can't make up for it.

Zhao Anan simply admits his emotions.

Anyway, she likes Muqing, no one does not know.

Mu Qing laughed happily.

Zhao An'an is that good. She is not a tweeter. As long as she really wants to open it, she will admit it generously and do not know how to hide it.

The two quickly got up, and after washing, they went to the living room downstairs to eat.

Aunt Dou had prepared all the dinner long ago. When they saw the two go downstairs, they were busy with serving porridge.

At the end of the meal, there seemed to be no difference between Mu Qing and Zhao An'an, but there seemed to be something different.

There is an emotional difference between marrying and not marrying.

From today on, the two of them formally own each other, which is recognized by the law and is also bound and protected by the law.