When Pei Qinghuan came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, he still looked like a wandering soul.

She didn't expect that she would go through the procedures of the Civil Affairs Bureau so quickly. She originally thought it was the most important thing in her life, but she didn't expect that it could be done in just five minutes.

There was a drizzling rain.

Pei Qinghuan looked at the profile of the man beside her. Just as she was about to speak, the phone rang. It was Grandpa Gu.

With a smile on her lips, she called out sweetly, "Grandpa Gu."

"Hey, hey, has my brat gone over yet? Ah, did you meet him? He made Grandpa worry about him for a long time."

Pei Qinghuan looked at the red book and said, "He's here, and we've already got the marriage certificate."

Grandpa Gu was overjoyed. "That's good, that's good. I thought that brat was stubborn and unyielding. That's perfect. Let him take you home and strengthen our relationship."

She thought of Grandpa Gu's old car parked in the yard, and her face was a little embarrassed. "No need, Grandpa, I can go back by myself."

As soon as I hung up the phone, I saw the man on the other side looking at me with deep eyes.

"I still have to work, so I'm busy right now. I'll mail the keys to you later. I bought the house a while ago, but I forgot the address. I'll send it back to you later. I can take you home first."

She nodded a little awkwardly. "Where is your workplace? Maybe I can go get your key when you get off work, so I don't have to waste the courier fee."

Gu Jinchen looked at her seriously and said, "I don't want you to come to my workplace to look for me. It will be very troublesome."

She looked a little embarrassed and nodded, "Okay."

"Let me take you there."

She shook her head. "Don't bother. My own shop is nearby. I can go back by myself."

Grandpa Gu drives an old car, and his grandson...seems to be short on money, so she'd better not trouble him.

Gu Jinchen paused and took out a bank card from his pocket, "And this, here you go."

The man gave her a meaningful look and said, "Dowry."

Her face turned red for no reason, feeling half embarrassed and half awkward, but she still accepted it nervously.

"I will manage this family well, and I will definitely pay you back the betrothal money in the future."

Gu Jinchen nodded, and the two added each other's contact information. He seemed to be in a hurry and left in a hurry.

She looked and saw that the direction was the location of the construction site.

Pei Qinghuan was a little annoyed. She shouldn't have said something about going to his workplace after work.

Grandpa Gu is old, and he said that his grandson is not good at studying. If he were an ordinary white-collar worker, it would be impossible for him to sneak out during working hours. He might be a construction worker. What she said just now may have hurt the man's self-esteem.

Pei Qinghuan made up her mind to trouble men less in the future and work hard for her small family, so she turned and walked towards the location of her own shop.

What she didn't see was that Gu Jinchen walked around the corner with a frown on his face.

Parked in the alley at the corner of the street is a custom-made sports car that belongs to either the rich or the noble, and is a limited edition worldwide.

This street is not a commercial area, and a sports car like this parked in the middle of the road is likely to attract onlookers.

He had just gotten into the car when he heard Grandpa Gu's reproach.

"You little bastard! I told you to go on a blind date and get to know the girl first, but you rushed into getting married so quickly? If you scare Qingqing away, I'll make you pay!"

He casually closed the convertible of his sports car. "Blind dates are for marriage, and marriage is for children to inherit the family business."

He concluded slowly, "Since the result is the same, why waste time?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you, a bad boy. Qingqing is a good girl, and you are so straightforward, don't scare her away."

Gu Jinchen responded lightly with the corner of his lips, but did not take Pei Qinghuan to heart.

He would come, but it was because the old man couldn't stand the fact that he was not interested in women, and at his old age he was crying and making a fuss to force him to get married.

"You little brat, even if you're married, stop busying yourself with your crappy job every day and spend more time with Qingqing..."

"knew."

As he frowned and turned off the Bluetooth, several business cards fell out.

It says: President of Haicheng Group.

The men's magazine in the car had just published a hot list: Congratulations to Haicheng Group for its market value exceeding 100 million. The richest president of Haicheng is young, but his net worth is worth trillions, and he is listed on Forbes.