The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy Chapter 1710 - The Same Birthmark (Part Seven)

Chapter 1710: The Same Birthmark (Part Seven)

Qian Yikun glanced to their back and answered, “Let me ask you. What do you need for a household registration nowadays?”

“What, your wife’s pregnant? Is she about to give birth?” The department head smiled like a little pervert but it was the kind that looked kind of cute. “I told you! You’ve been keeping a mistress in your house all this time. It must be because she’s about to give birth soon!”

“What give birth?” Qian Yikun leaned against the wall and looked at the department head. “My fiancée was kidnapped and sold when she was young. She doesn’t have a household registration, so can you register her again?”

“An unregistered child?” The department head stopped smiling and asked with a serious face.

Qian Yikun, “…”

That question put Qian Yikun in an awkward place.

“You have to show proof of how she grew up, like her adoptive parents after she was kidnapped, or something. She couldn’t have grown up begging on the streets and wasted her life, could she? Ol’ Qian, what kind of taste in women is this?”

“No, she didn’t.” Qian Yikun gritted his teeth and growled. If Mo Fei heard this, he would not be able to rescue this man from her.

“In any case, due to various reasons, she hasn’t had a household registration and there’s no witness,” Qian Yikun said straightforwardly.

“This, Ol ‘Qian, there’s nothing I can do about this. Let me tell you something. One, you can find her biological parents. When the child is born, she must have a birth certificate. That will do. If you can’t find her biological parents, just find her G.o.dparents. I can’t let you do anything illegal, but there’s nothing else I can offer.”

Even if the department head did not tell Qian Yikun that, Qian Yikun understood. The only reason he took the department head out was to ask him if there were any solutions. He would not want to pull any strings if he could.

However, Mo Fei’s ident.i.ty was indeed too special. None of her ident.i.ty cards could be used in the country.

The department head turned around to leave, but he suddenly thought of something. Then, he turned around and looked at Qian Yikun. “Ol’ Qian, are you sure about this little wife of yours? I hope she won’t give you trouble.”

Oh, he was sure about her ident.i.ty alright. She was ranked at the top of the international wanted list.

“Yes, I’m sure she’s an upstanding citizen,” Qian Yikun said without a hint of embarra.s.sment.

The department head nodded. “Then, hurry up. You need the household registration when you’re about to receive your marriage certificate.”

Qian Yikun watched as the department head left. He turned around and placed his hands on the railing. Where could he find a G.o.dfather and G.o.dmother for Mo Fei?

Gu Juexi’s parents?

This would not do. Too unreliable.

“Captain Dui, we’ve extracted the person. Do you want to see him now?”

Qian Yikun collected his thoughts. He nodded and walked over.

In the bedroom of the Qian family, Mo Fei nearly twisted her hands one hundred and eighty degrees, with her fingers pressed tightly against her wrists. Qian Yikun, that b*stard, had moved the keyhole of the handcuffs to the other side. It took her a lot of effort to pry them away.

Mo Fei removed the handcuffs on her hands. Then, she only needed to throw away the blanket and removed the handcuffs on her feet. Then, this entire ordeal would be over. Thus, she nimbly removed the handcuffs on her feet. Just as she threw the cuffs on the bed, the door was pushed open.

Mo Fei suddenly reached out and stuffed all the handcuffs under the blanket. She then covered herself with the blanket and pretended to be asleep.

Qian Yikun’s mother came in, followed by a servant carrying food.

“She hasn’t woken up yet,” she said. She sat down on the bed and reached out to touch Mo Fei’s forehead. “It’s not hot anymore.”

“It’s good that her fever has subsided. I’ve never seen Young Master treasure someone so much,” the servant said with a smile. She placed the food on the table and looked down at Mo Fei, who was lying in bed. “Madam, don’t you think this Young Mistress looks rather familiar?”