Qi Zhen really did start to recall very carefully.
Xiao Qimo tensed up for a moment.
"There shouldn't... be any." Qi Zhen replied.
"What about my father?" Xiao Qimo asked urgently.
"Pfft! What, are you hoping that your father and I are hanging by a thread?" Qi Zhen retorted mercilessly.
Xiao Qimo was at a loss for words, now suffering from a psychological shadow.
"So, is there or isn't there?"
"No!" Qi Zhen replied in irritation, his head aching. "I'm saying Qimo, if you can't get a marriage certificate in Wucheng, you and Mianmian can come to Jinjing instead. It's just a day's trip..."
Xiao Qimo let out a deep sigh of relief, not wanting to explain the complicated matters to Qi Zhen. Just then, someone sent a file to his computer, and he said "hanging up" before immediately ending the call.
He set down his phone and sat down.
After clicking to receive the file, he glanced at it and a touch of joy surfaced in his eyes.
——
At noon, Lu Mian took a taxi to MM Ji Restaurant.
