Young Master Quan, You’ll Get Burned

At the Civil Affairs Bureau He slapped the completed form down on the table and coldly said, “Sign it.” The woman lowered her gaze to the form, a mocking smile curling her lips. “Do you think one marriage certificate can really tie me down for life?” The man's lips turned cold as he looked down at her. “Whether it can hold you isn't up to you.” The hand clutching her purse trembled. At last, she pulled out a document and threw it in his face. Seeing his face turn ashen as he read it, she asked, “After all this, are you still going to fool yourself?”