Alan Hoyle said, “People can choose from one year to one hundred years for their marriage. If the time
expires, it is equivalent to an automatic divorce. However, the shorter the time, the more expensive the
marriage. The registration fee for one year is equivalent to RMB 20,000, but for a hundred years is only
about 60 cents. Choosing to get married for one year means the couple does not understand marriage,
so the staff will give the couple a very thick marriage book. But the staff will give a piece of paper to the
people who choose a hundred years of marriage. There is a sentence on the paper: Wish you live to a
ripe old age in conjugal bliss. Mrs. Hoyle, are you ready to be with me forever?"
Olive Steele slapped on his arms. It turned out that he said so much just for the last sentence.
Alan Hoyle grabbed her hand, "Mrs. Hoyle, I’m serious."
Olive Steele leaned her head on his shoulder, "Mr. Hoyle, I am also serious."
Otherwise, she would not come here.
She just needed to get married once in her lifetime. She just wanted to spend her rest life with this
man.
"Thank you, Mrs. Hoyle." Alan Hoyle kissed her, ignoring that there were others next to them.
"Hey, I’m still here." Annie rubbed her nose and walked over shyly.
Annie voice sounded clear, coupled with her dressed like angel. It naturally attracted a lot of attention of
others in the hall.
Olive Steele blushed and even her ears turned red. She reached out to pinch Alan Hoyle's waist.
Alan Hoyle didn’t feel hurt. He smiled, then hugged his daughter to kiss her, "Then I’m going to kiss
you, the little girl."
Annie giggled, and yelled, "Mommy, help, help me. There’s an old man going to kiss me."
Alan Hoyle glared at her, "Call me Dad."
"Old man." Annie used her small hands to pinch his cheeks.
Alan Hoyle pretended to be stern. He even threatened her, "If you don’t call me Dad, I’ll spank your
ass."
But Annie was not afraid at all. She was not afraid of the man in front of her. The one who really make
her scared was actually next to him.
"Have you forgotten? I am Mommy's dear baby. You dare to hit Mommy's dear baby. I won’t let Mommy
marry you." Annie pouted. She threatened him like he threatened her just now. Like father, like
daughter.
But others didn’t think so. They thought Olive had a daughter and it was her second marriage.
Alan Hoyle carried his daughter up, "You are also my dear baby."
People who didn't understand the inside story thought that they had never seen such a man who doted
his stepdaughter so much.
Other young women were a little envious of Olive Steele. Alan Hoyle was good-looking, with
extraordinary temperament. Wherever he stood, he could attract a lot of attention He loved Olive Steele
and her daughter so much. How could it not make others envious? It was other women's dreams that
they could find such a man who spoiled them so much.
Olive Steele did not notice these complicated gazes. Her eyes fixed on two people. One was her
daughter, and the other was about to become her legal husband.
The automatic call machine sent a clear female voice through the loudspeaker to remind Alan and
Olive that it was their turn.
Alan Hoyle had experienced countless big scenes, and even the death. He wasn’t afraid those at all.
But at this moment, he felt a little nervous for no reasons. He held his daughter firmly with one hand,
and held Olive Steele tightly with the other, as if he was afraid that the happiness which he had been
searching for many years would suddenly disappear. He wanted to hold it firmly.
Originally, they could get the marriage certificate through special needs passes, but he knew that Olive
Steele would not like it. After five years of separation, he really wanted to be like an ordinary couple
with her to experience every link of marriage.
For him, getting married was not just getting a marriage certificate or holding a wedding ceremony, but
also a lifelong promise of being together.
The staff was an old lady. Seeing Alan Hoyle holding the child in his arms, she froze, "Are you going to
remarry?"
Because the child was so old.
Annie spoke quickly, grinning sweetly, "Lady, they are not remarried. It’s the first marriage for them."
After the old lady heard this, she felt a little funny, "Little girl, how old are you?"
"Four years old. I’m going to be five years old next year." Annie stretched out five little fingers.
The lady sighed. The children nowadays were so smart and precocious.
Filling out the forms, paying the money, taking pictures, stamping, and finally they got the marriage
certificate. All these were like a dream.
Alan Hoyle had been calm and sensible in his past life. But at this moment, he stared at the two red
certificates and asked, "Mrs. Hoyle, is this true?"
Seeing the lady speechless, Annie rolled her eyes with contempt at Alan. She used her little hands to
took out a lot of candies from Olive Steele’s bag and gave them to the lady, “Lady. Eat candy. Ignore
him, he is over-excited."
The lady was happy when she saw this cute little girl. She amused Annie, "Little girl, who are they
yours?"
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