"Are you kidding me?"

Han Muxue fell into a huge shock and stammered when speaking.

Ling Ziyue spoke very seriously. He turned his head and looked into Han Muxue's eyes seriously and seriously.

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Han Muxue became nervous, holding her seat belt tightly in front of her chest with both hands.

"It's already past five o'clock in the afternoon, and all the staff are getting off work."

She was struggling to death. She was still very young. Although Ling Ziyue was good in every possible way, she was still very nervous and scared for her to step into the grave of marriage so early.

Girls whose native families have suffered trauma naturally have some innate fear of marriage and have no sense of security.

"I have already contacted him. He will be waiting for us to go over and get this certificate."

"What about the photos? We didn't take any photos. We don't even have clothes~"

"Everything is ready in the back."

Han Muxue didn't believe it. She turned around and looked at the back seat of the car. Sure enough, two white shirts, one large and one small, were neatly folded and ironed without any wrinkles.

Good guy, come prepared.

She was completely stunned. This guy did it on purpose.

"I have also had a pre-marital examination, including five hepatitis B tests, blood routine, urine routine, AIDS, syphilis, electrocardiogram, kidney function, and liver function. Everything is fine. You can read the report."

He continued to add, very rigorously, and pulled out a document from his side without expression and handed it to Han Muxue, which made Han Muxue dumbfounded.

"Then, I have to do it too. You can't just do this kind of thing."

"No need. You can do it if you want to, but it will be a few days later. It's too late today."

"Then we can't talk about it in a few days?"

As soon as these words came out, the old jeep suddenly braked, and both of them almost hit the car's front windshield.

Han Muxue's little heart was so frightened that she almost vomited it out of her mouth.

"You don't want to marry me, do you?"

Ling Ziyue stared at Han Muxue with a somewhat terrifying look.

Han Muxue shrank her neck and hurriedly defended herself.

"That's not what I meant~"

"Then today. Don't delay anymore."

Without any explanation, he unbuckled his seat belt and jumped out of the car, dragging Han Muxue straight to Han's house to get something.

Han Muxue's household registration was originally kept in her own room alone. It was a bit deserted when she opened the door and she hadn't been there for a long time.

Ling Zi crossed his arms more and waited for her at the door, as if he were guarding a prisoner, for fear that she would regret running away halfway.

Han Muxue rummaged around for a long time. Ling Ziyue walked in with a sneer, opened the dresser drawer that Han Muxue had only flipped through twice, and took out the red one from it.

I held the small hard-cover notebook in my hand and waved it up.

The winning posture seems to be declaring: You can't escape today.

"Hey, you're here. Do you want to go to Han Zhixun's room?"

She suddenly lit up her eyes and suggested.

"Maybe we can find something good."

"It won't take long anyway, don't you think?"

Ling Ziyue pursed her lips, gesturing for her to look up at the surveillance cameras visible.

"Even if you want to see it, it's not now."

"What are you afraid of? All the rooms here have secret doors, so they can communicate with each other."

She dragged Ling Ziyue into the door and quickly locked it.

I opened my closet door with ease and touched around a bit, and soon I found a dark board. I fumbled and moved it away in the darkness, and sure enough, a light came out.

"look!"

Ling Ziyue leaned over and took a look. The size was just right for an adult to come in and out.

"follow me!"

Like two tireless prairie dogs, the two people drilled into several similar rooms one after another with simple furnishings like a hotel. Finally, they stepped into the boundary. From the hole, there were dark cultural bricks and some...

There are wolf skins and tiger heads, several Western oil paintings that look very valuable, and a record player that can be used as an antique. Everything is an old object.

"Wait a moment!"

Ling Ziyue was very cautious. The first thing he did was to take out his mobile phone and open a special software to check whether there was a camera connected to the Internet in the room.

"The quantity remains unchanged, that's right."

Only then did he lead Han Muxue out of the dark cabinet.

The two of them split up. Han Muxue checked the wooden table. Ling Ziyue looked at it for a long time, and his eyes were fixed on the short and compact one placed on the precious sandalwood shelf. The material was very special, black as ink, and black and shiny.

Ling Ziyue couldn't help but pick up the knife and bring it close to his eyes. This knife embodies wild beauty in every aspect. It has an ivory handle and the blade is still extremely sharp even though it is not made of iron.

It seems to be a very rare material, it looks like rare obsidian.

It looks like an ancient relic.

He lightly touched the blade's surface with his fingers. It was cold and chilling to the bone.

Looking at the groove of the cutting knife, it seems that there is something dark red, which has become old dirt.

His heart tightened.

Looking at the various beast heads hanging in Han Zhixun's room, as well as the oil paintings with unknown meanings that seemed to have religious purposes, he always felt uneasy.

"Ling Ziyue, come and see!"

Han Muxue suddenly made a discovery.

The more Ling Zi held it in his hand and looked at it horizontally and vertically, he didn't recognize the tadpole characters. They were connected in a twist and turn, and they looked like characters from country T.

"Is this a contract?"

"Aren't the signatures of both parties A and B both in Pinyin? They are both Chinese. Why should they sign the contract in Chinese characters that they cannot understand?"

"No matter, take it away first, there must be something wrong."

Han Muxue folded the document in half and put it in her arms without thinking. She looked around and found that there was basically nothing except the antique safe that she had coveted for a long time.

"Let's go. If you don't leave, you'll have to think about it again when your shrewd and suspicious stepmother comes back."

"Afraid of what she will do, who is she?"

"It's not that I'm afraid of her, I just don't want to cause trouble. She has been able to suppress her ambitions around Han Zhixun for so many years. She is also a ruthless character."

"A ruthless character? If you don't die in repression, express your stance in repression!"

Han Muxue was very disdainful.

The two immediately went back to Han Muxue's room, tidied up briefly, opened the door and went out, and sure enough, they happened to bump into Hu Lina who was also coming upstairs.

"You're back?"

"If I don't come back, won't the entire Han family be occupied by a vixen like you?"

"Who are you calling a vixen? You uneducated girl!"

Hu Lina raised her hand and was about to hit her, but was slapped hard by Han Muxue.

"Little bitch, do you dare to hit me?"

Hu Lina covered her face and was going crazy.

"What's wrong with hitting you? I'll hit you every time I see you in the future and I will never break my promise."

Han Muxue did not lose the slightest bit. After beating Hu Lina, she walked away.

"Dr. Hu, you also need to understand Xue'er. After all, if it were me, I might not just do it."

Ling Ziyue "explained" more kindly, then put one hand in his trouser pocket and quickly went downstairs.

"Ahhhhh!"
Chapter completed!