Xia Wan'er, who knew nothing about this, followed Qiao Mingye into a room.
Afterwards, under Nanfeng's malicious gaze, she followed the staff's instructions, took out her ID card from her bag, filled out the information, signed, took a photo, and then followed Qiao Mingye to sit on the sofa inside and wait.
The original owner had never held any press conferences, and Si Min had never done that for her before, so Xia Wan'er was not clear about the procedures.
Anyway, she had promised to follow Qiao Mingye's arrangements, so naturally she would do whatever he asked her to do.
She was just a little curious, why did a press conference require two people to take photos together? And they had to smile and get very close to each other.
For Xia Wan'er herself, there was nothing wrong with taking photos with a smile, but she felt that doing so was not very friendly to the victim, Qiao Mingye.
Just when Xia Wan'er felt a little guilty for Qiao Mingye, Nanfeng, who had just gone out with the staff, walked in.
When she looked up, she saw the wooden plate in the other person's hand.
"Is it done?" Qiao Mingye asked.
Nanfeng glared at Xia Wan'er fiercely and reluctantly handed the wooden plate to Qiao Mingye.
Xia Wan'er was already accustomed to his expression, so she automatically ignored him and looked curiously at the two red books in the wooden tray.
"Wait, this is, a marriage certificate??"
Xia Wan'er's eyes widened in shock when she finally saw the three big words clearly.
Qiao Mingye curled the corners of his lips, stood up, slowly stretched out his slender fingers to pick up one of the notebooks, opened it, took a look, and then casually put it into the inner pocket of his suit.
"Did we make a mistake? Aren't we here today to hold an apology press conference?" Xia Wan'er had the original owner's memories, so she naturally knew what a marriage certificate meant in this world. After thinking this through, she immediately stood up, grabbed Qiao Mingye's sleeve, and asked.
Nan Feng couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked her directly, "Ms. Xia, you've come all the way here, and you've completed all the formalities. Why are you still pretending that you don't know how to get a marriage certificate? Your acting is really too poor!"
"I..." Xia Wan'er was speechless. Thinking back to the documents she signed earlier, she didn't seem to have read them carefully. But the problem was, how could she know that Qiao Mingye would bring her to get the marriage certificate? !
"Nanfeng," Qiao Mingye casually handed the remaining little red book to Xia Wan'er beside him, and looked at Nanfeng indifferently with a hint of warning in his eyes, "It's Mrs. Qiao."
Nanfeng originally saw Xia Wan'er's innocent expression, and had millions of words in his heart that he wanted to say to Xia Wan'er. But when Qiao Mingye said this, all the words got stuck in his throat, unable to move up or down, and he felt choked.
He snorted coldly, glared at Xia Wan'er, then put away the wooden box and walked out.
In fact, Xia Wan'er could understand Nanfeng's hostility towards her. After all, Qiao Mingye was such an outstanding man. If it were Xia Wan'er herself, she would also feel that the original owner was not worthy of Qiao Mingye.
However, thinking this way was of no use, as she now became Mrs. Qiao in Qiao Mingye's mouth.
She wanted to compensate Qiao Mingye to make up for the original owner's previous mistakes, but she didn't want to get herself involved!
Seeing Qiao Mingye walking out, Xia Wan'er quickly chased after him, approached him and asked, "Mr. Qiao, there must be some misunderstanding here. How about we go and cancel this certificate?"
"Hmm?" Qiao Mingye stopped and looked at her condescendingly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, "Mrs. Qiao, do you mean that because of a misunderstanding of yours, I have to become a divorcee?"
(End of this chapter)