Three days later, when the red book was received, the girl was still dizzy. She looked at Shen Yuzhou's handsome face on the marriage certificate, then touched her own, and suddenly realized - she seemed to have been kept captive by the "Flower of the High Mountains" that everyone in the military region respected, with a meal and an identity.
Shen Yuzhou stuffed the red notebook into his briefcase. He turned around and saw the girl stealing beef jerky in his office again. He walked over and rubbed her hair, as if he had done it a thousand times before: "Follow me home next week to meet my parents."
The girl chewed beef jerky and asked vaguely: "What are you doing?"
"To deal with seven aunts and eight aunts." Shen Yuzhou looked at her bulging cheeks, and there was a warmth in his eyes that he didn't even notice. "By the way, let me tell you about those uncles and uncles. They are really thinking about the girl they want to introduce to me, and none of them like my little wild cat."
