When Madison and Jaxon received their marriage certificates, she was a junior.
On Xia Chu Jiangren’s birthday, they drove to get the certificate.
The marriage certificate was placed on his chest, a red book worth a few dollars. He said: “I keep this.”
Jiang couldn’t bear to be photographed, he himself was more handsome than the picture.
His photo was fierce. Meng took a look at it and put it in his pocket: “It’s done, Mrs. Jiang, sit down, what’s so nice about the marriage certificate?”
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