After hanging up Jio, Xiong Miao called Song Mingzhe again.

The first thing she said was: "Bring your household registration book and ID card and meet me at the Civil Affairs Bureau."

"What's the situation?" Song Mingzhe on the other side of the phone looked confused and didn't understand why.

"Marry me!" Xiong Miao said firmly: "I figured it out, since Zhan Yeling is ruthless, I don't have to insist on him. Song Mingzhe, if you like me, you will treat me well, right?"

Xiong Miao squeezed the phone tightly.

She didn't want to say these words at first, nor was she thinking in her heart, but for Yueyue, for her poor child to return to her mother as soon as possible, she had to say it.

"Meow, is Jio forcing you again? I'll go find him right away!" Song Mingzhe knows Xiong Miao very well, she is not a woman who easily compromises.

Unless, there are more important things and people that need her to protect.

"No!" Xiong Miao said resolutely: "Song Mingzhe, you can help me, I really want to marry you."

Song Mingzhe is not Jio's opponent, Xiong Miao knows this very well. Otherwise, why has Jio been able to play Song Mingzhe so well for so many years?

It is because Jio's ability to disguise is many times stronger than Song Mingzhe.

Moreover, he can still win Aunt Song's favor and pity, and Aunt Song will stand on Jio's side unconditionally.

Song Mingzhe couldn't beat him.

Xiong Miao's words stopped Song Mingzhe's footsteps, and he was both happy and worried. Xiong Miao was wronged: "Is what you said true?"

After all, Song Mingzhe also saw how unfeeling Zhan Yeling did to Xiong Miao.

Zhan Yeling not only found other women, but also condoned other women to kill Xiongmiao!

Such cruelty makes Xiong Miao so sad.

"Of course it is true. If you really want to marry me, take your household registration book and ID card and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. I will wait for you there." Xiong Miao said coldly.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Song Mingzhe agreed.

After hanging up the phone, he hurriedly looked for the account book.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Song Enzhu asked, "Mingzhe, what are you looking for?"

"The household registration book, where is our household registration book?" Song Mingzhe asked anxiously.

"It's in the drawer, I'll get it for you." Song Enzhu glanced at him, found the household registration book in the drawer, and handed it to him.

Song Mingzhe got his household registration and went out.

"Where are you going?" Song Enzhu asked after his back.

Song Mingzhe didn't have time to answer her, so he slammed the door and went out.

"This child is always so frizzy." Song Enzhu sighed.

"Mom, don't worry about brother, he is such a big man, he will arrange his own affairs." Jio came out of the room with the Persian cat in his arms, and said to Song Enzhu.

"That's right, he's almost thirty. Hey, it would be nice to find a woman to marry earlier." Song Enzhu sighed. As a parent, I worry about my children the most.

"Mom, don't worry, brother will definitely not let you down." Jio showed that beautiful smile, said to Song Enzhu, and went to the bathroom.

Song Mingzhe didn't buy a car yet, so he took a taxi and rushed to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

On the other side, Xiong Miao was also sitting in a taxi, on his way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, holding his household registration book and ID card in his hand.

The air in the taxi was so stuffy that Xiong Miao couldn't breathe.

She opened the car window and looked out, letting the wind blow on her face and ruffle her hair.

In the chaotic mind, it was as heavy as a thousand gold stones, and even breathing hurt.

A letter ruined her life.

Why on earth had her mother left such a letter?

She was confused and helpless.