Han Luoli carefully spread out the little booklet, holding it up before the girl's eyes.
"The marriage certificate you want is right here."
Gu Xiaoer lay on the bed, her eyes wide open, staring intently at the unfamiliar booklet.
The embossed stamp was deep, the printed words on it were clear, everything about it was declaring their legal and legitimate intimate relationship.
As for the joint photo, she didn't even know when it was taken.
Han Luoli slowly leaned down, and Gu Xiaoer, frightened, trembled again.
The man narrowed his eyes, and his thin lips parted lightly, "Baby, I'm showing you this to remind you that you're mine, and don't ever think about escaping from me."
His clear voice lingered as the man carefully put away the marriage certificate again.
With long strides, he walked away, this time, never to return.
"Bastard..."
In the room, only the girl's helpless and weak sobbing remained.
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