"I, I'm an adult!" A Jue frowned, as if carefully thinking about how old he was, and finally said very solemnly: "I should be forty years old!"

"puff!"

With such a cute and cute appearance, you say you are forty years old?

Little cutie, you are kidding me!

Su Wan's unhappiness caused by Huo Yichang's escape from marriage was swept away.

She teased him with a smile, "That's fine, you take out your optical brain. If you are twenty, you can help your sister get married. After the crisis is resolved later, you want to leave us again."

Although in Star Empire, divorce is not so easy, but it is better than being randomly married to a man who doesn't know who is tall, short, fat, thin, beautiful or ugly.

The most important thing is that Su Wan is a face control person and cannot stand being ugly. If she marries an ugly husband in the future, she will not be able to eat or sleep!

At the beginning, I was willing to always show that I loved Huo Yichang deeply, and I was willing to marry him because he was not bad looking.

But compared to the ah jue in front of him, Huo Yichang is just a potato!

"Optical brain..." Ah Jue looked around, and then saw the optical brain on his wrist.

But it seemed to be broken, he fiddled with it for a long time before finally clicking on the interface for applying for marriage.

"Sister, is this here?"

Su Wan leaned over to look, it was a black optical computer, I couldn't tell what brand it was, but the texture was good and shiny, so it shouldn't be cheap.

There may be a privacy function, or it may be damaged, so she can't see other things, and the personal information page is a bit garbled, but fortunately, the optical code of the marriage application is clear.

As long as Su Wan pulls out her personal information page, and the two of them scan each other's optical codes, it is considered that they have submitted a marriage application to the empire's general system.

If two people meet the requirements for marriage, the total system will approve it.

And at this moment, footsteps came from behind.

Su Wan turned her head and saw two women approaching.

One is older, wearing a purple cheongsam, looking graceful and luxurious.

The other one was younger and accompanied by the purple cheongsam.

It was Huo Yichang's mother and sister who came.

"Su Wan, my brother hasn't come yet, look, what about the wedding?" Huo Jiaojiao pursed her lips, smiling gloatingly.

She has always disliked Su Wan, a sick child, because in Huo Jiaojiao's view, Su Wan has been pestering her brother smugly.

More importantly, she and Suman are good friends, and they have known each other for seven years.

Mother Huo does not object to this marriage, after all, the relationship between the two families is here.

Moreover, in Huo's mother's view, that Suman is just an adopted daughter of the Su family.

How can she compare to Su Wan, a decent young lady?

She said earnestly, "Xiao Wan, if you wait for Yi Chang, he will definitely come back."

Su Wan lowered her head and looked at the time on her computer, it was now past nine o'clock in the evening.

It was less than three hours before twelve o'clock.

If Huo Yichang really wanted to come back, he should be in the third district by now.

But he didn't.

Su Wan smiled and said, "Auntie, the wedding will be held as usual, you should go back to the banquet hall first."

Huo's mother nodded in satisfaction. Although this Su Wan is not in good health, she has a good family background, well-cultivated, and is obedient and sensible.

Huo Jiaojiao supported her mother, looked back at Su Wan, sneered and said: "I will suffer for my face!"

They walked away, and they didn't see A Jue at the corner from the beginning to the end.

Su Wan squinted her eyes, turned around, and found that Ah Jue was still sitting there, and just now he retracted his big furry tail, afraid of being seen, and now poked it out again.

He was carefully hooking Su Wan's ankle.

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