Chen Jing placed her hands on Xu Cheng’an’s shoulders, pushing him away slightly, and was stunned when her gaze swept over his swollen eyes: “Were you… crying this whole time?”
Xu Cheng’an embarrassedly burrowed into her embrace, burying his face in her shoulder, taking a deep breath: “Is what Shen Yuan said true?”
“Of course not,” Chen Jing quickly explained: “It’s just something the parents discussed. At most, they’re just joking. As long as I don’t agree, it doesn’t count.”
Xu Cheng’an didn’t believe her: “Are you just playing with me, like Shen Yuan said?”
This sentence seemed to drain all strength from Xu Cheng’an, pain twisting his entire being.
“How could that be?” Chen Jing felt wronged, forcefully pushing him away: “Is that how you see me?”
Xu Cheng’an, with his swollen eyes, came closer, grabbing her hand: “I’m just scared. Yan-jie, can you call uncle and auntie right now and tell them to stop talking nonsense?”
He was truly upset.
Chen Jing naturally agreed, but when she called, Shen’s mother answered and immediately hung up after hearing Shen Ran’s voice.
Chen Jing looked helplessly at Xu Cheng’an: “Now you see? My relationship with the Shen family is terrible. Even if they verbally agreed to some marriage, as long as I don’t agree, it means nothing.”
Where’s your household register?” Xu Chengan suddenly said. “Are you thinking of getting married again?” Chen Jing hesitated: “The household register is with me. If you really want to get married…” Xu Chengan stood up and walked directly to her bedroom, saying downstairs without explanation: “I’ll find it, I’m going to the civil affairs bureau right now.” “…It’s in the bedside drawer.” Chen Jing sighed almost imperceptibly. Go ahead, go ahead. Didn’t that electronic voice say that the plot’s direction depends entirely on her? So her getting a marriage certificate with Xu Chengan doesn’t really matter, right?
Chapter 9: Little Crybaby 9 Xu Chengan sat on the sofa, head tilted back. Shen Ran placed a towel on his eyes, glancing down at the two booklets he was tightly gripping in his hand, and couldn’t help but laugh. “Are you really that sure I’ll go to register with you?” Chen Jing estimated that he had probably been carrying this household register since the college reunion, hiding it carefully. Xu Chengan turned his head, kissing her hand, his voice tender and laughing: “If you don’t agree once, I’ll ask twice. If twice doesn’t work, I’ll ask three times, four times. As long as I don’t give up, after asking a few more times, you’ll eventually agree.” “And, you’ve already agreed to me, haven’t you?”
As he spoke, his face was full of gentleness, the smile at the corner of his lips hadn’t stopped since he got the two household registers, completely different from his previous aggrieved and jealous appearance. Xu Chengan felt the soft touch on his face, heard her laugh, and felt like his heart was being gently scratched by a feather, both itchy and rippling: “Ran-jie…” Xu Chengan grabbed her hand, removed the towel, his eyes moist from the hot towel and full of expectation: “I think my eyes aren’t swollen anymore. Can we go now?” Chen Jing looked carefully and confirmed it wasn’t swollen. Seeing his eager little appearance, she couldn’t help but laugh: “What’s the rush? I’ve already promised you. I’m not going to run away.” Xu Chengan leaned over, hugging her waist, resting his head on her lap, frowning worriedly: “Until I get the marriage certificate, I’ll feel uneasy.” “Okay.” Chen Jing fixed his hair, lowered her head to kiss his forehead lightly, and said with a smile: “Let’s go, I’ll do as you wish.” Xu Chengan suddenly sat up straight, giving her a loud kiss on the lips, his eyes bright as if she had sprinkled stars in them: “Ran-jie, I love you.” “I love you too.”
“Chen Jing pinched his slightly reddened cheek, laughing as she pulled him up, and Xu Cheng’an obediently followed her.
He was so anxious, it was obviously Xu Cheng’an.
Chen Jing awkwardly apologized: “Sorry, he’s been waiting for a long time and is a bit anxious.”
“It’s fine, being anxious is a good thing.” The staff member laughed casually.
However, most people are excited when getting married, but after a couple of years, their love is consumed, and they end up quarreling and running to the divorce window next door. The staff member sighed inwardly, hoping this couple could remain in love forever.
Xu Cheng’an touched the marriage certificate with their joint photo, his mouth curving upward, smiling like a fool at this moment.
Chen Jing pinched a corner of the marriage certificate and tugged, but he immediately pulled it back, treasuring it and putting it in his suit’s inner pocket, fastening the button to ensure she couldn’t take it. Only then did he look up and smile shyly: “Ran Jie.”
Chen Jing didn’t try to take it back, just smiled and led him to the car.
As soon as they sat in the car, Xu Cheng’an leaned over to fasten her seatbelt, his eyes full of joy, suggesting: “Today is a good day.”
Shall we book a private room and have a candlelight dinner?”
He was so happy, his mind full of romantic married life, especially thinking about keeping the marriage certificate close to him, his happiness almost overflowing.
Lowering his gaze to her beautiful exposed collarbone, he couldn’t help but lean down and lick it.
But business was important. She pulled his head away and asked: “Cheng’an, how do you feel right now?”
Xu Cheng’an’s eyes were slightly red, his gaze somewhat blurry. When he heard her question, he answered without hesitation: “Happy.”
“Are you happy?” Chen Jing caressed his face, subtly guiding him.
“Happy.” Xu Cheng’an smiled at this, holding her hand on his face and affectionately rubbing it: “Ran Jie, being with you makes me especially, especially happy.”
“Really?” Chen Jing was skeptical.
“Cheng’an, honestly tell me, do you really feel happy?” Chen Jing frowned and asked again.
“Of course it’s true.” Xu Cheng’an was startled by her serious expression: “What’s wrong?”
Influenced by her, his expression also became serious, but his eyes still sparkled, showing no signs of sadness or pretense.
He was truly happy.
Chen Jing bit her lip, perhaps the electronic voice was malfunctioning?
The more she thought about it, the more possible it seemed. The electronic voice found her serious demeanor extremely amusing but held back until it finally spoke.
[Happiness value changes every 10%, no need to rush.]
Chen Jing’s expression relaxed: “So it means Xu Cheng’an is indeed happy, just that the happiness value isn’t rising high, not reaching 10%, so I didn’t see it?”
[Male lead’s current happiness value is 9%. Keep trying, you’ll break 10 soon.]
The electronic voice finished speaking and went silent, following its instructions: Guide Chen Jing in, explain the basic rules, and then remain silent unless absolutely necessary.
Chen Jing quickly smiled after getting a definitive answer. Seeing Xu Cheng’an looking somewhat nervous, she immediately stroked his head and leaned in to kiss him, saying: “Nothing, I just didn’t want you to be unhappy.”
Xu Cheng’an, unexpectedly touched by her concern, blushed and passionately kissed her back, using actions to show just how happy he was!
[Ding! Male lead’s current happiness value: 15%]
Chapter 10: Little Crybaby 10
The temperature in the sealed car continued to rise with their heavy breathing. Chen Jing tilted her head back, breathing rapidly, her fingertips gripping Xu Cheng’an’s hair, alternating between tight and loose. Her mind was blank; she could think of nothing except happiness.
Xu Cheng’an closed his eyes, his handsome face flushed red, equally intoxicated…
After a while, he sat up, leaning on her chest, finding her lips and kissing them almost reverently.
