Chapter 152: Getting the Marriage Certificate (Bonus Chapter for Mo Xiyan)

I didn't understand for a moment. He hugged me, saying, "Don't worry. You and the baby are the greatest gifts I've ever received in this lifetime."

A sudden thought popped into my head, "When we go back after the New Year, let's go get our marriage license, okay?"

"What? So impatient to marry me?"

I punched him twice. "Take it or leave it."

He embraced me as I tried to walk away. "Of course I'll take it. Don't even think about running away in this lifetime. On my birthday, we'll go to the embassy to register."

"But they'll be on holiday."

He chuckled. "Don't worry, I have my ways."

I thought he was just joking, but the moment the New Year's Eve bell chimed, Luo Ange dragged me out of our warm bed and took me straight to the embassy.

The person who received us was dressed in a sharp suit and looked full of energy. I was beyond sleepy and deeply confused: Do people at the embassy really work overtime?

The paperwork was completed very quickly. Luo Ange shook hands with the staff member in appreciation and led me outside.

The night wind blew coldly. He wrapped me in his coat and held up two little red booklets for me to see.

Drowsy and ready to take them to keep safe myself, he carefully tucked them into the inside pocket of his coat and kissed my forehead. "Wuyou, from now on, you're my wife."

Hanging onto him like a koala, I gave a cold snort. "You didn't even propose, and yet I've blindly married you."

It seemed he only just realized this. He scratched his head. "That's true. I didn't propose, and we haven't taken wedding photos either. Don't worry, don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

I couldn't help laughing. What a fool.

He swept me up into his arms, spun me around twice, and shouted happily, "I have a wife! I'm going to be a dad!"

Waking up in the middle of the night to drink some water, I was startled by the sight of someone sitting by the bed, foolishly smiling while clutching the red marriage booklets. Annoyed, I gave him a kick. "Luo Ange, are you out of your mind? Is getting a certificate really that exciting?"

He poured a glass of water and handed it to me. "Of course I'm happy. If we were in ancient times, you'd have to be called Lady Luo from now on."

I teased him, "Ancient men all had three wives and four concubines. Do you want that too?"

He raised his wrist to make a vow, "Wife, I have no such thoughts. Having you is enough."

I intentionally brushed the tip of my foot against a certain part of him and threatened fiercely, "If you dare, I'll castrate you."

He lunged forward and pinned me beneath him. But I wasn't afraid of him at all; he wouldn't dare do anything to me now, even if his life depended on it.

In the end, he gave me a lingering, passionate kiss, then scrambled up, panting, and went off to take a cold shower.

Early the next morning, we had a video call with my grandfather and the others. Back on their end, they were actually already eating New Year's Eve dinner and watching the Spring Festival Gala. In the video, my dad looked slightly tipsy, leaning against the sofa to watch TV.

Luo Ange leaned in close. "Happy New Year, Grandpa, Dad, Mom."

My grandfather was startled, and even my dad jerked upright from the sofa. "What are you shouting for? What are you shouting for?"

Luo Ange repeated the greetings a few times, pulled out the two red marriage booklets, waved them around, and beamed foolishly.

I never expected him to love showing off so much. People like my grandfather and my dad could be stubbornly terrifying when they set their minds to it. What should we do if they blew their tops and lost their tempers?

Sure enough, my dad slammed his hand down on the table and stood up. "Luo Ange, I spent twenty years raising Wuyou with the utmost care and hardship, and you actually tricked her into going to America to get married?"

Just as I was about to explain, Luo Ange said, "Dad, don't be angry yet. We'll explain everything when we get back. In any case, I promise I will treat Wuyou well for the rest of my life, and I'll treat you all well too."

My dad was far from satisfied. "You brat, do you think you can win my permission to marry my daughter just by saying a few nice words? Keep dreaming."

Hearing this, Luo Ange grew anxious. Unable to watch any longer, I coldly dropped a single sentence: "If you don't agree, I'll go have the baby aborted tomorrow and then get a divorce."

"What baby?" my dad asked. Soon enough, he figured out what I meant and roared at me, "You prodigal daughter, you haven't even graduated from university yet, and you're already getting married and pregnant. Are you trying to anger me to death?"

I coldly dropped another sentence: "Which law states that getting married and pregnant means you can't pursue a master's degree? I'm going to get a Ph.D. as well."

Hearing that I wanted to get a Ph.D., Luo Ange's face chilled. "What Ph.D.? You will stay safely at home and focus on your pregnancy."

Hearing this, my dad completely lost it. "You brat, try shouting at her again and see what happens! Watch if I don't fly over there and beat you to death."

With a straight face, I warned, "If you're not afraid of your grandson hating you, go ahead and hit his father and see what happens!"

My dad was caught in the middle, pleasing neither side. "Yi Lanshan, why are you turning your elbow out?"

My grandfather, who had been drinking tea and originally had no intention of getting involved, added fuel to the fire out of fear that the world wouldn't chaotic enough, "The young couple are a family now. What are you feeling jealous for, Yi Guangshan?"

We were momentarily stunned, and then Luo Ange burst into laughter, hugging me tightly. Even little Xibao nearby was shaking with laughter all over.

Perhaps because I had eaten a bit too much, I suddenly felt nauseous. I pushed Luo Ange away and ran straight to the kitchen.

Then I heard my dad's voice: "Little ancestor, what's wrong with you? You brat, why are you standing there frozen? Go take a look quickly. I'm warning you, if you dare bully her, I'm not finished with you."

I threw up everything I had just eaten, until finally, only some bitter bile came up. Luo Ange stood by my side, gently patting my back, his tone aggrieved, "This little rascal actually dares to disobey me. Just wait until you come out, I'll know how to deal with you."

By this time, I was too exhausted to move and leaned against him. Then I heard my dad's voice asking, "Are you done yet? Come over here so I can look at you."

We walked over. My dad looked me up and down repeatedly, then turned to ask my grandfather, "Did the girl lose weight?"

My grandfather answered irrelevantly, "Mhm, she's getting prettier by the day."

Originally, my mom had already gone to rest, but with all this commotion, she crawled out of bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes. Hearing that I was married and expecting a child, she burst into tears of joy. Shoving my grandfather and my dad aside, she took over the screen and started chatting with me non-stop.

Whether it was because of the pregnancy, or simply the joy of seeing Luo Ange getting better day by day, I had been prone to feeling sleepy lately. As I talked with my mom, I ended up leaning against the sofa and dozing off.

Through a hazy fog, Luo Ange carried me upstairs. He carefully placed me on the bed, tucked the blanket around me, and pressed a kiss to my forehead. "Wuyou, I love you."

My heart felt sweet as honey. Just thinking about how our birthdays and wedding anniversaries would forever fall on the same day, thinking about how we would grow old together, and thinking about how deeply we loved each other filled me with happiness.

That evening, Xibao and I set off fireworks in the courtyard. It reminded me of how Shu Congxuan had also taken me to watch fireworks during the Mid-Autumn Festival. We hadn't seen each other in so long; I wondered how he was doing.

When he answered my call, Shu Congxuan laughed. "What a coincidence, I was just about to call you to wish you a Happy New Year."

A warm feeling spread through my chest. "Why haven't you called me in so long?"

"You're so happy, why should I add troubles to your life? Lanshan, do you understand what I mean?"

I nodded, forced to admit that he was right. Right now, the most suitable distance for the two of us was watching each other from afar.

He asked me about Luo Ange and his sister's situation, and finally said, "I don't even have to ask to know you've probably shrunk down to the size of an African refugee. When you come back, I'll treat you to a meal."

Early the next morning, Zhu Bang arrived. While I was in the kitchen simmering soup, I saw him following A Mu upstairs.

I called out to him, and he gave me a slight bow. "Happy New Year, Miss."

I wished him a Happy New Year back and asked, "Is there something wrong at the company?"

It was the Lunar New Year, yet he had all the way rushed to America.

He smiled. "Nothing's wrong, I just came to check on the Young Master."

A moment later, I carried the bowl of soup upstairs. As I reached the entrance of the study, I heard Luo Ange's voice: "Is it confirmed?"

Zhu Bang replied, "Confirmed. Internal documents have already spread, and the Yuan family has also verified it. The elder of the Yuan family will hold a press conference in a week to announce the news."

"How are the rest of the Yuan family reacting?"

"Yuan Ao doesn't seem to have much reaction. Ningxiang Jewelry exists independently and isn't tied to the Yuan family's main business. On the contrary, the two brothers Yuan Wen and Yuan Yi are panicking and have already privately sought out the old loyalists of the Yuan family. The Young Master's guess was correct, a bitter battle is unavoidable."

Luo Ange let out a cold laugh. "Yuan Wen and Yuan Yi are just making small troubles and won't amount to much, and their three sons are good-for-nothings, with no skills other than living the high life and debauchery. That Yuan Shengqi, however, cannot be underestimated."

"When Yuan Ao split off to establish his own household back then, everyone thought he was just playing it safe to protect himself. Now it seems he was the smartest one of all."

"His so-called independence back then was just a smokescreen to make everyone in the Yuan family lower their guard. In truth, he cast Yuan Shengqi out as a long line very early on, all for the sake of landing the big fish that is the Yuan family."

"Young Master, what do we need to do?"

Luo Ange smiled. "What we want to do, others will naturally do for us. All we need to do is sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight."

I pushed the door open and said with a smile to Zhu Bang, "Come and try the soup I've simmered."

He glanced at Luo Ange. "Thank you, Miss, but I have matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave."

Luo Ange called him back. "My wife wants you to drink it, so you drink it. Are you refusing to show respect?"

How could Zhu Bang dare to resist? He obediently drank the bowl of soup.

Luo Ange pulled me onto his lap, sniffed the scent on me, and asked, "Are you bored? Should I ask Ganie and the others to come over and keep you company?"

He had been sick during this period, and Ganie and his gang had put aside their own matters to stay with him day and night. Now it was the New Year, and asking them to travel across mountains and rivers just to keep me company truly made him sound like a ruthless capitalist.

When I told him there was no need, he bit my ear. "Do you want me to keep you company instead?"

A shiver ran through my entire body. I pulled away from him, stood up, and walked out with a blushing face.

At dinnertime, I received a call from Xia Qi. Her opening line was, "Guess where I am?"

She used to play this game with me often, making me guess her location. Back then, the answer was obvious: she was either already in Jiang Chenghuan's bed or on her way to it.

But now, I really couldn't guess where she was.

She burst into laughter. "Silly, you'll know soon enough."

After dinner, I accompanied Luo Ange for a walk in the courtyard. Under my careful care, he had gained some weight. Although he hadn't fully recovered to how he used to be, I was already very satisfied.

What satisfied me the most was that the frequency of his headaches was decreasing. Even when they occasionally flared up, he could push through them and no longer banged his head against the wall like before.

The sky gradually darkened. I thought Luo Ange's eyes were more beautiful than the stars, and I couldn't help wanting to look at them a little longer.

Suddenly, fireworks burst into bloom across the sky—more and more, growing increasingly gorgeous. Before I even had time to react, I saw Xia Qi running over, dressed like a little princess.