It was just a card but I thought it was very heavy.
Ming smiled at me and turned to sign the contract.
The salesgirl and the staff in charge of the contract took about six contracts. They put them on the table and explained them to us.
After that, we began to sign according to their request.
I watched Ming sign. When he signed the last contract, I found that he had been signing my name!
“You signed it wrong!” At that moment, of course, I knew what he was going to do.
I grabbed his hand.
He looked up at me and was a little confused. “I didn’t. I just want to sign your name.”
The salesgirl looked very envious.
“No, I don’t need it. Sign your name.” After that, I took all the contracts he had signed and handed them to the staff. I asked, “excuse me. We want to change our name. Can you change them?”
“Then...”
The staff looked embarrassed at once.
In fact, all contracts were printed. They could reprint them.
Ming put his hand on my arm and frowned slightly. “We won’t get divorced anyway. I can sign your name, can’t I?”
“But...”
“You’re not going to divorce me before you marry me, are you?”
As soon as I wanted to speak, Ming interrupted me.
I had to say Ming was really smart.
His tone was gentle and his words were not lethal, but he unconsciously drove me to a dead end.
I couldn’t seem to regret it.
Even if anything happened, I may have to go on.
I looked at him and smiled and shook my head. “No. I just don’t think it’s good that I don’t pay but you sign my name.”
Ming lowered his head and continued to sign my name. He said, “No. The Internet says I can give my wife a sense of security by doing so. I just want to give you enough security.”
“Thank you...”
In fact, I had money and didn’t need his money and house to get a sense of security.
But I didn’t know how to turn him down.
Ming signed the last contract and stood up. He looked at me and suddenly approached me and kissed my lips.
I was stunned.
He smiled and said, “if you thank me next time, you owe me a kiss. So I don’t mind if you say it more in the future.”
My face was a little hot.
Ming followed the staff to go through the formalities. I stood there. The salesgirl said, “Miss Jones, you’re so happy. I’ve been selling for many years, but I’ve never met such a good man as Mr. Jessop.”
“He is good.”
I looked at the salesgirl and smiled.
“He is more than good. It’s always the wife crying to add her name. It’s really rare for a husband to pay like him and sign your name and be considerate.” The salesgirl paused and continued, “but I don't think you’re very happy. Do you really think our community is so poor that the villa can’t be sold after so long?”
I was stunned when the salesgirl finished speaking. “What do you mean?”
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