Chapter 417: Marrying Into the Family

Jiang Muye dotingly tapped Leng Ruoli on the nose. "You're giving me a hard time."

"What's so hard about it? After all, it's very likely to happen. Tell me~" Leng Ruoli began shaking Jiang Muye's arm.

The corners of Jiang Muye's lips curved into an arc. "Well, it's pretty simple. I insist on giving that pig-headed guy a hard time, telling him that wanting to marry our daughter definitely won't be so easy. At the very least, he has to get past me first, and then past you."

Then Jiang Muye thought of something and said seriously, "And he has to marry into the family!"

"What if he refuses to marry in, and even runs off with our daughter, and the two of them go through some life-and-death drama, or even elope?" Leng Ruoli asked again.

"No way. Her dad treats her so well, and she'd still run? That would break my heart." Jiang Muye sighed. "On second thought, a son would be better."

"Then what if our son wants to marry into some other girl's family?" Leng Ruoli's hands hung around Jiang Muye's neck. "What if he gets taken advantage of too, and ends up liking boys?"

Hearing that, Jiang Muye felt a bit frazzled.

That's right. There were so many potential temptations nowadays, so many boys who liked to pick up soap. What if his son got ruined?

Even if he wasn't ruined, if he got tricked by some little girl into marrying into her family, that would be a huge headache too.

Jiang Muye was deeply troubled. "DINK?"

Leng Ruoli burst out laughing. "Don't tell me you've got a fear of marriage and kids now."

"A bit, yeah. Sigh, I feel like there'll be a lot of worries after having kids." Jiang Muye scratched his hair, then wrapped his arm around Leng Ruoli's waist and nibbled her ear. "How about this? Let's not have kids, and just live in our own little world."

"Aren't you afraid my dad will break your legs, and your parents will object?" Leng Ruoli looked at Jiang Muye.

"Not afraid. I dared to marry you, so what's there to be afraid of?" Jiang Muye said with a grin.

Leng Ruoli had been immersed in the sweetness, but when she subconsciously noticed Jiang Muye's suppressed laughter, it belatedly dawned on her, and she gave a coy huff. "You bad boy, is marrying me really that scary? If that's the case, I won't marry you!"

She pounded Jiang Muye, and he realized the gravity of the situation. He grabbed Leng Ruoli's small hand and kissed it by his lips, soothing her mood. "Just teasing you. Marrying you is something I'd beg for. I'm so eager to register tomorrow."

Leng Ruoli's little face turned bright red. "That's way too fast. The household register isn't even with me."

"It's not with me either. How about we go steal it together?" Jiang Muye suggested.

"Sure, and if we get caught, I'll pin the blame on you." Leng Ruoli leaned on Jiang Muye's shoulder. "You're the mastermind anyway, and my backing."

"Alright, no problem. Then you can collect my ashes for me." Jiang Muye joked, already picturing his in-laws on the way with knives.

Leng Ruoli instantly grew tense and covered Jiang Muye's mouth, saying seriously, "Don't say that! I don't want that!"

Jiang Muye had never imagined a single joke could make Leng Ruoli so nervous.

Thinking about what she'd been through before, he grew serious too. "Don't worry, nothing will happen, and there won't be a day like that."

Only then did Leng Ruoli's clouds part and the sky clear.

She pressed tightly against Jiang Muye, the corners of her lips lifting. "There'll be all kinds of problems in the future, but I think we'll always be happy. If you want kids, I'll have them. If you don't, I won't. As long as the two of us can be together."

Jiang Muye could feel her dependence on him, and enjoyed her presence. He and Leng Ruoli interlocked their fingers. "Whether we have kids or not is up to you, not me. After all, you're the one who has to go through ten months of pregnancy, which is pretty hard."

Jiang Muye only needed to raise the child. The hardship of giving birth was entirely borne by the girl, and every girl giving birth was on the edge of life and death—an extremely dangerous thing.

Jiang Muye wasn't that fond of kids. Of course, if it was hers, he'd love it.

Even if there were no kids, it wouldn't matter. After all, the person he liked most was her.

"I definitely want to have kids, because they're the crystallization of our love. I've heard giving birth is painful and raising kids is hard, but having a kid with you, I feel like so what if it hurts for a while, so what if it's hard. With you, it's worth it." When Leng Ruoli said this, her eyes were full of love.

Hearing that, Jiang Muye couldn't help but grin. He pressed his forehead against Leng Ruoli's and rubbed against her, and after that, Leng Ruoli said a bit shyly as she caught her breath, "Alright, let's watch the New Year's gala~"

With someone you like, you just want to watch things together.

After hearing Leng Ruoli's request, Jiang Muye turned on the TV.

"Mingzhu Channel?" Jiang Muye asked.

Leng Ruoli said, "Isn't West City Channel better?"

Jiang Muye obediently handed the remote to Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli asked with a smile, "Really listening to me?"

"Listening to the wife is definitely right." Jiang Muye nodded. "You won't lose out."

Leng Ruoli gently pinched Jiang Muye's ear. "You really are a soft, pliable ear, easy to pinch. Ears like yours are perfect for listening to your wife."

Jiang Muye shrank back with a tickle and said with a laugh, "Then your ears are soft too. Doesn't that mean you listen to your husband?"

Leng Ruoli held out both hands, and inside her palms was a remote, and she looked at Jiang Muye like a little kitten, beaming. "So please switch it to Mingzhu Channel for me~"

After hearing Leng Ruoli's coy tone, Jiang Muye couldn't help but laugh. "Still listening to you. Let's watch West City Channel."

He stuffed the remote into Leng Ruoli's hand, but she refused and kept handing it back to Jiang Muye. "Mingzhu Channel."

"No, West City Channel."

"Mingzhu Channel!"

The two pushed the remote back and forth, and in the end, neither could win.

Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli looked at each other, exchanging smiles.

Leng Ruoli smiled sweetly and said to Jiang Muye, "At this rate, neither of us will get to watch TV today."

Jiang Muye laughed. "So what should we do?"

"Let's watch Mingzhu Channel for ten minutes first, then West City Channel for ten minutes. That way it's fair and we won't fight." Leng Ruoli looked at Jiang Muye with a smile.

Jiang Muye thought Leng Ruoli's idea was pretty good, so he agreed.

So the two of them watched Mingzhu Channel.

Leaning on each other, after watching for a while, Jiang Muye's eyelids began to fight, and he felt a bit sleepy. He plopped his head onto Leng Ruoli's shoulder.

Leng Ruoli's pretty, fair little hand stroked Jiang Muye's handsome face.

Jiang Muye said boredly, "See, listening to the wife really is the way. Watching this Mingzhu Channel is just too boring."

Leng Ruoli burst out laughing. "Good that you know."

Jiang Muye lifted an eyelid. "Then switch the channel?"