The three-sided mirror in the bathroom turned into a foggy surface under the steaming heat. My slender five fingers scratched at the mirror surface indiscriminately, as if they couldn't get close to the shore, they slid down again and again, leaving a few mottled water marks, faintly showing the delicate snow white.
Xu Qiao knew that she would get angry, but she didn't expect the fire to be so big. If she hadn't secretly hidden the last small box and didn't let Cheng Lang see it, it might end up.
In the end, exhausted, she was carried to the bed in the rest room by him, crying and accusing him of being wasteful.
Originally, it was good to wait for him to come out of the shower, but he insisted on exercising the right to look at the gift in advance, but after seeing it, he couldn't leave, so he coaxed her into the bathroom with him.
She didn't feel the joy of being solemnly unpacked with her carefully prepared outfit, so she rushed to the frontline battlefield simply and rudely.
Cheng Lang sat by the bed and apologized to her.
I haven't seen each other for a week, and being emotionally stimulated by her deliberately preparing surprises, the process is inevitably rough.
"Honey, put it on again another day, can I take my time?" Cheng Lang leaned over and kissed her forehead.
"I won't wear it anymore! I won't wear it for the rest of my life!" Xu Qiao pushed him, "Hurry up and clean up the corpses and traces!"
Cheng Lang touched her forehead: "Then you rest first, we will sleep here at night."
Xu Qiao stared at him away, curled up on the bed like a dead shrimp.
It's not that the two have tried it in the office before. Since Xu Qiao's studio moved to the Central Business District, the two occasionally met during their lunch break. Of course, because Cheng Lang was too busy to take time off, and the studio's hardware conditions were not as good as the group's, Xu Qiao came here most of the time. .
This is also the reason why she was able to go straight to the 62nd floor tonight without going through Cheng Lang. Everyone in the group knew her well, and Cheng Lang Jinkou got her, and everyone from the security guard to the front desk looked at her face and let her go.
The more times I come, some taboos will always be broken.
Although Cheng Lang considered that the two of them had not yet obtained a marriage certificate, he had always been restrained in this respect, even if he was at home, the frequency was only every other day at most, and he would not "bring family matters to the office", but the more taboo the atmosphere , On the contrary, it is easier to breed feelings.
After a few experiences, Xu Qiao is already familiar with all kinds of bad things in Cheng Lang's office - the glass walls are changed to one-way light transmission, the French windows are lowered with venetian blinds, and a do not disturb reminder lock is added to the door, etc. etc.
However, this was the first time for the two of them to be unscrupulous here in the middle of the night, when the building was empty.
Not only Cheng Lang was on top, she was also a little crazy, but after she was crazy, she was sore and limp, and regretted that she had come to this glamorous "send away from thousands of miles".
When Cheng Lang cleaned up the wet clothes in the bathroom, Xu Qiao was already so tired that she fell asleep. She felt that the soft bed around her had sunk into a piece. She knew in a daze that it was Cheng Lang who had come up. She consciously went over and added a sentence What I didn't have time to say at that time: "Husband, happy birthday..."
Cursing at him, thinking about him again, Cheng Lang had a thought, pulled her into his arms, and asked her before turning off the lights: "Honey, can I go get the certificate with me tomorrow morning? I'll send someone to bring the household registration book. "
"Ah..." Xu Qiao couldn't open her eyes, her head was still turning, "Tomorrow morning, have you asked the lawyer to prepare the agreement?"
Cheng Lang hesitated slightly: "What agreement?"
Xu Qiao continued to struggle on the verge of falling asleep, and muttered, "A prenuptial agreement."
Cheng Lang fell silent.
Xu Qiao was not awakened by his words, but opened her eyes because of his silence: "Huh? What's the matter?"
"Do you think we need to sign a prenuptial agreement?" Cheng Lang confirmed slowly.
Xu Qiao was taken aback: "What do you mean, don't you plan to sign?"
Cheng Lang said calmly, "I have no such plan."
Xu Qiao was completely awake, looked at the ceiling and blinked, feeling that she couldn't lie down on the 62nd floor, which was so high and cold, so she sat up on her elbows.
Cheng Lang got up and lifted the quilt up for her to cover it.
"If you don't sign a prenuptial agreement," Xu Qiao pointed to the floor, meaning the group, "from now on, it will be joint property, just in case..."
"There is no such event," Cheng Lang shook his head solemnly, "Do you think there will be an event?"
"No..." Because of surprise, Xu Qiao was stunned for a moment, and she didn't know how to express it.
Not signing a prenuptial agreement meant that if the two of them divorced in the future, she would receive immeasurable property from the Cheng family. Considering the excessively unequal property status of the Cheng family and the Xu family, and the black history of the Xu family's debts and bankruptcy, she never thought about the possibility of missing this link at all.
Signing a prenuptial agreement is a very common phenomenon among wealthy people in the West. For a westernized family like the Cheng family, which has such a wealth of property, it is normal to stipulate the distribution of property in advance.
It wasn't that she was contemplating a divorce, it was just that she acquiesced that his family would do it.
"I think this should be the meaning of your family. Just like you said before, Lanchen is not yours alone, but also the hard work of your family and many shareholders. We can think that we will not have that eventuality, but your family Don’t necessarily trust me like that, trust us!”
"Let's talk about the most realistic question," Xu Qiaozai reasoned with him carefully, "You haven't fully inherited the group yet, if you don't sign this agreement, how can your grandfather hand over the group to you in the future? He will definitely feel that Marriage and career are very child's play. Signing an agreement means nothing to me. Anyway, I know you won't bully me, but if you don't sign it, it will affect your career and your relationship with your family. Then we are a community, so I will suffer heavy losses with you, so why not sign?"
"Since I say no to signing, I have the ability and grasp to balance the issues you mentioned." Cheng Lang frowned, "If I pass the risks behind to my wife because I can't solve these problems, I don't think so. In this way, I am a qualified husband.”
"But if I sign, you can work less hard, so why not do it?" Xu Qiao pursed her mouth, "If you do this, although I have no risk, but it will be very stressful..."
Cheng Lang's frown relaxed, he was silent for a while, nodded and said: "I understand, I didn't think it through."
"Really?" Xu Qiao suggested, "Just draw up an agreement that can be passed by your grandfather, and stipulate that in case of any accident, I can't touch the Lanchen Group for a single cent, but don't be too naive. It’s such a miserable family…”
"I know what you mean, I'll ask the lawyer to prepare a suitable agreement." Cheng Lang rarely interrupted her, "Let's not say these bad things, okay?"
Xu Qiao was just talking about the matter, but she didn't actually substitute herself and Cheng Lang, and touched his face with a smile: "Oh, let's not talk about it, Xiao Cheng is always good."
"Call her husband." Cheng Lang smiled and held her hand in his palm.
"I've given you the right to exercise for so long in advance, and now I won't bark until I get the certificate!" Xu Qiao moaned.
Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows: "Then it looks like someone won't be able to sleep tonight."
Xu Qiao hugged herself: "Come again?"
Cheng Lang laughed: "It's not you, it's my lawyer."
Three days later, Xu Qiao, who had received a thick stack of prenuptial agreements, finally understood that Cheng Lang's lawyer had been heartbroken day and night for the boss to obtain the certificate as soon as possible.
Fortunately, the Cheng family had prepared an agreement template earlier, and the property under Xu Qiao's name was wiped out, and the property under Cheng Lang's name had clear details.
On Xu Qiao's side, Cheng Lang hired another lawyer for her to confirm the content of the agreement together, and took her to the notary office for related work that day.
Lawyers from both parties carefully confirmed the terms of the agreement. During this period, Xu Qiao impatiently wanted to sign several times, but was persuaded by Cheng Lang, "Be good, and take a closer look."
After the notarization was over, the two officially got married on November 22nd, which happened to be the first snow day in Beicheng this year.
Xu Qiao took a photo of the marriage certificate and uploaded it to Moments, but the content of the copy was empty.
Because her mood seems to be beyond description.
Cheng Lang, who hadn't posted original Moments for thousands of years, rarely stole Xu Qiao's picture, and also posted a Moments, also tacitly did not edit the copy.
This silent silence, like the first snow falling in Beicheng this day, is quiet and moving.
The phones of the two vibrated all night, and there were congratulations coming from all directions.
When Xu Qiao was talking on the phone with her father in Southeast Asia in the bedroom, Cheng Lang avoided the balcony and answered a call from a lawyer.
On the other end of the phone, the lawyer asked: "Mr. Cheng, the loopholes have been fixed in advance. In fact, even if the agreement is not annulled, most of the binding clauses on Mrs. Cheng will not take effect. Are you sure to annul the agreement completely?"
"Yes," Cheng Lang stood in front of the window, smiling at the white night, "I'm sure."
"After the group is stable, I will notify you to draw up a new agreement." Cheng Lang said.
Of course, the lawyer understood what kind of "eccentric" agreement he was going to sign, and said with a smile, "I have never seen a client like you."
The author has something to say: As expected of Mr. Lang, woo woo woo.