C11

A black Audi stopped at the entrance and a man with a briefcase stepped out.

When the servant brought him a cup of coffee, he knew he was a guest.

Glancing at her indifferently, Mu Ling Feng pointed to the blue colored file on the tea table, "What you need to do now, is sign your name on it."

"It's the only thing that you can take back with you, the blue amber."

"If I sign it, will you let me go even if the blue amber is mine?"

Mu Ling Feng very gently nodded her head.

Tang Xia flipped open the document, the dense letters made her head spin, she found the location of the B side, and quickly signed her name, the pen was placed on the marble table, with a 'pa' sound, she looked at him arrogantly, "This time, I took the recording pen, you don't want to speak without believing in front of the entire media, right?"

She learned to be smart.

"My wife, you don't trust me that much? From now on, not only will the blue amber be yours, my villa, luxury cars, and the fifteen percent of the Empire Group's shares will all be yours. "

Wow... How could there be so many?

Tang Xia laughed sinisterly, "Mr. Mu, you are too generous. I just want my things back, and the rest … Of course, if you insist on giving it to me, I'll have to refuse. "

"Yeah, including me, it's yours as well."

"..." This sentence could be taken back, "Sorry, I have a boyfriend."

After she finished speaking, she took the wooden box and swaggered towards the door, humming a small tune. However, this time, the bodyguards did not stop her.

"That's good. Mr. Mu, wait until I print out the marriage certificate, I will personally deliver it to you."

"Stop …"

Tang Xia suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned around and suspiciously looked at the man who was packing the briefcase, a bad premonition surfaced in her heart, "Wait, what was that thing you made me sign just now, it was all in English?"

"Young Grandmother, that is … French. "

The man unhurriedly locked the briefcase, "This is the marriage agreement between you and mister. It's in triplicate, Chinese, English, French and Chinese at the bottom."

Marry. Agreement?

Tang Xia suddenly felt that her brain was stuck.

This gay, she actually made her sign a marriage contract?

She walked back to Mu Ling Feng in disbelief and stood in front of him. Her long fingers held onto his chin, as she carefully sized up his feminine face, "Are you joking with me?"

"Your father has already received my reward and betrothal gift, and also sent over your Tang Clan's household register." Mu Ling Feng reached out and grabbed the hand that was raising his chin, then lightly kissed the back of her hand.

"Your name will soon appear on my account sheet."

She retracted her hand in disgust, "I don't believe it. Take it out and I'll take a look."

It was one thing for the wedding ceremony to ask someone to mess around, but getting a marriage certificate was a very serious matter, so how could anyone find a stranger?

She and Mu Ling Feng had only met yesterday. Even though she had gulped down his wine, she was still a stranger.