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Nice to Meet You, Please Marry Me

Qi Mei was dumped by a scumbag. Not only did her ex-boyfriend not feel any guilt after cheating on her, but he even humiliated her for being poor and weak on social media. Later, he shamelessly contacted her in private. He asked her to move on and find herself a rich man to marry. Qi Mei was furious about dealing with such a brazen person. Fine. I can be realistic too! After learning that the old couple living in the expensive bungalow next door wanted to find their grandson a wife, Qi Mei created an opportunity for her to 'coincidentally' bump into the young man. She looked at his handsome face. "I heard you're looking for a wife. Instead of looking for someone you don't know, why don't you marry someone you know? We went to the same high school. What do you think of me?" *** During a high school anniversary celebration, Song Bojian received the most attention as the founder of a tech company in recent years. Everyone showered him with compliments. It was a glorious moment. Qi Mei was invited to make up the numbers. She sat with her other ex-classmates and observed while Song Bojian exuded confidence on stage. During the meal, somebody struck up a conversation about crushes during high school. Song Bojian, who had been silent all this while, looked at Qi Mei. Their male friends were all trying to court her. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows. "What about you, Honey?" "..." Qi Mei was speechless. Everyone instantly looked at these two individuals who seemed to have nothing in common. Nobody knew how much effort Song Bojian had to put in and how long he had waited for this moment.

Chirp · Urbano
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40 Chs

Mrs. Song

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Qi Mei just had a bath, but she didn't know what to wear when searching for suitable clothes in her closet since she had no experience with this marriage thing. So, she searched the internet and was surprised to find that people came up with so many new tricks for getting a marriage certificate these days.

There was a photographer who would follow the couple all the way to take photos of the whole process. There was the white veil on girls' heads. They needed to have the identification photo taken in advance. And after the marriage certificate was collected, they needed to post in their WeChat Moments…

Qi Meii imagined her and Song Bojian as the couple who would do those things and instantly felt that she had gone crazy. This was too awkward. These weren't their things.

So she quickly found a white dress in the closet. It was of the classic style and in a color that would never go wrong. After changing her clothes, she put on some simple makeup. She looked at the time and found it was already past ten. She took out her phone and sent a message to Song Bojian.

[I'm ready.]

Song Bojian replied very quickly.

[Come downstairs.]

As soon as she arrived downstairs, she saw Song Bojian standing there. "When did you come?" she asked in surprise.

"Just a little while ago." There was a faint cold fragrance lingering around his body. It seemed that he just took a shower.

When they got into the car, Song Bojian directly told the driver to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The driver gave his usual reply. "Okay." But when he realized where this place was, he looked shocked. Were these two young people going to the Civil Affairs Bureau?

"Eat this." Song Bojian handed over the sandwich that the nanny had made to Qi Mei.

It was until then that Qi Mei remembered she had not eaten anything since she came back from work last night. And she completely forgot to eat breakfast at home maybe because she was too nervous. She took a glance at the sandwich and said, "Forget it. It'll make your car smell." 

"No, it won't. Take it." Song Bojian handed it to her.

Only then did Qi Mei receive it. Perhaps because her empty belly was filled, she wasn't nervous anymore. However, when she reached the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau and saw the sign at the entrance, she blurted, "Are we being too hasty? I just think that when a rich person like you gets married, he will usually ask a lawyer to prepare a pre-marital agreement in advance. I think we should go back first and then think about it carefully…"

Before she could finish speaking, Song Bojian had already grabbed her hand and pulled her into the Civil Affairs Bureau.

At eleven o'clock, Qi Mei received the marriage certificate. When she looked at the red certificate in her hand which had her and Song Bojian's names written on it, it still struck her as absurd.

She was married just like that? With her high school classmate who was standing right beside her and reunited with her not too long ago?

She muttered to herself, holding the certificate, "If my mom knows this, she will probably kill me."

Yun Xiaofang had been teaching and educating people all her life. She probably would never have thought that her obedient daughter would actually do such a deviant thing.

"I'll bear it with you." Song Bojian's clear and deep voice came from the side.

Looking at his handsome face, she was overcome by the absurd feeling again as if she was dreaming. 

He said in a low voice with a smile touching his lips, "Congratulations, Mrs. Song."

The way he called her made her freeze on the spot. From now on, she was not only Qi Mei but also the wife of this man, Mrs. Song.

His eyes were fixed on her as if he was waiting for her reaction.

She finally recovered from shock and gave him a bright smile. "Congratulations."

"Should I send you back first?" he asked.

She nodded. "I'm on leave today anyway. I don't have to go to the office."

He called the driver and asked him to pick them up at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Before the driver arrived, Qi Mei said after much consideration. "We'll talk to the elders in our families about our marriage later. After all, this happened too fast. I'm afraid that they won't be able to accept it…" Because until now, Yun Xiaofang still did not know that she had broken up with Yin Ziyuan, and if she knew her daughter had married Song Bojian… No, just thinking about it was terrifying…

Song Bojian raised his eyes, his expression indifferent. "Okay, it's up to you."

She heaved a sigh of relief.

At this time, the driver also arrived. After the car stopped, Song Bojian walked over and opened the door.

She bent down and got into the car in a hurry. When she was seated, she was still thinking that she would not lose out in this marriage anyway. There was nothing better than marrying a man like Song Bojian.