Chapter 668: Getting the Certificate

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

Not bad, not bad.

Jiang Muye was still quite satisfied with the result.

"Let's go wash our hands. After all, we just got back from the hospital, so there are germs," Leng Ruoli reminded Jiang Muye.

"Then why don't we just take a shower?" Jiang Muye chuckled and leaned in close, right by Leng Ruoli's ear as he spoke.

As a result, Leng Ruoli's ears turned red to the extreme. She instinctively pushed at Jiang Muye, deliberately softening her voice. "Mom and Dad are still here, so watch yourself."

Jiang Muye said with relish, "I didn't say anything! I was being serious, okay!"

Leng Ruoli followed Jiang Muye and could not help but start laughing.

Jiang Muye brought Leng Ruoli to wash her hands. After they finished, he lowered his head and gave her palm a careful sniff. "So fragrant."

"It's just the smell of hand soap, okay." Leng Ruoli playfully began to flick the water droplets from her hands, splashing them all over Jiang Muye's face.

"Alright, you've learned to be bad, starting a sneak attack now?" Jiang Muye also started splashing water at Leng Ruoli, but he couldn't bear to splash much—just a tiny bit onto her face.

Leng Ruoli laughed and dodged away.

While the two were laughing and playing, Mother Jiang's reminder came from outside.

"Son, be careful in there, it's slippery. Don't let her fall!"

Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli exchanged a look and could not help but smile at each other.

Jiang Muye hollered toward the outside, "Okay, Mom, I got it."

He then said to Leng Ruoli, "See, Darling? I can't bear to let you fall, so how about I carry you out in a bit?"

"You just got over a serious illness, carry what? Save your strength and focus on recovering," Leng Ruoli glared at Jiang Muye.

Jiang Muye flashed a grin, his mood better than ever. "Save my strength? To use on what?"

Jiang Muye instinctively leaned his face against Leng Ruoli's shoulder.

Leng Ruoli's little face was burning hot, and her voice was tiny. "Who knows what you'd use it on."

Looking at her flushed, pretty face, Jiang Muye found her utterly adorable.

He pinched her little bun-like face and said to her, "Darling, do you have time tomorrow?"

"Yes, why?" Leng Ruoli asked.

Jiang Muye grinned broadly. "Tomorrow let's go get our marriage certificate."

When Jiang Muye made the announcement, Leng Ruoli's heart trembled.

She even suspected she was hallucinating, that she had misheard. "Huh?"

"Hahaha, still dazed? I'm saying we should go get our marriage certificate tomorrow. What's wrong, having second thoughts?"

Jiang Muye affectionately stroked Leng Ruoli's hair. Leng Ruoli thoroughly enjoyed his tender care, but her whole being felt like it was soaking in a honey jar—sweet, and she still couldn't quite react.

"That soon?"

"I actually think it's slow. If nothing unexpected had happened, we should have already gotten the certificate. Isn't it just that the Civil Affairs Bureau is closed on Saturdays and Sundays? I was eager to make them go to work, but I felt that was a bit of a violation of human rights, so I let it go."

Jiang Muye paused. "Then didn't I get assassinated afterward, so this whole thing got delayed? Look, I've already been discharged from the hospital now, so the Civil Affairs Bureau has definitely got to issue us that certificate!"

Leng Ruoli instantly grew excited. She threw herself into Jiang Muye's arms, her hands around his neck, nodding vigorously. "That's right."

"I want you to call me hubby properly and legitimately." Jiang Muye rubbed Leng Ruoli's head. "Let's get the certificate tomorrow, so as to avoid any more delays?"

Leng Ruoli nodded, touched. "Okay."

Jiang Muye's lips curved upward as he breathed in her pleasant fragrance.

The next day arrived.

The day they had agreed to get their certificate had also arrived.

"Ah, I'm late!" Jiang Muye was still dreaming when he was startled awake by the voice beside him.

He woke up to see Leng Ruoli looking shocked, frantically about to lift the covers.

"We still have to go get our certificate today!" Leng Ruoli said anxiously.

Jiang Muye checked the time.

Good heavens, it was only just past six.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Darling, you need to rest a bit more. It's only just six, the Civil Affairs Bureau isn't even open yet."

"Oh, it's only six, I thought it was already late." Leng Ruoli pressed a hand to her chest. "I'm just so nervous."

"You're putting too much pressure on yourself. It's just getting a certificate, don't be nervous, I set an alarm, we won't be late." Jiang Muye soothed Leng Ruoli's emotions.

Leng Ruoli was still a bit nervous. Jiang Muye touched her palm and felt it was cold as ice.

He couldn't blame her—after all, she cared so much.

Jiang Muye gently pulled her into his embrace.

"Sleep another hour or so, I'll wake you up in a bit, okay? It's fine, we'll go get our certificate as soon as we wake up."

Leng Ruoli nodded shyly.

Jiang Muye kissed Leng Ruoli's little face.

But after he lay back down, he found that the little thing in his arms wasn't sleeping.

She was clearly still anxious.

"Muye, shouldn't we go earlier? That way we won't have to wait in line."

Jiang Muye let out a quiet laugh. "As long as we go and get in line, they'll definitely process us. It's just a matter of sooner or later."

Leng Ruoli nodded bashfully. "Alright then."

"Get some more sleep. After you wake up, we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our certificate. Baby, don't be too anxious, don't forget you're still pregnant." Jiang Muye still wanted Leng Ruoli to maintain a relatively good mindset.

Caring was good, but she shouldn't get all worked up over it.

Leng Ruoli nodded and buried herself deeper into Jiang Muye's chest. She held him tightly. "I'm just so happy."

Jiang Muye looked down at her.

Her lips were curved upward.

On her tender, fair little face, as soft as jelly, happiness was impossible to conceal.

This also lifted Jiang Muye's mood.

"Just thinking about us getting our little red book, I'm happy too."

Jiang Muye gently stroked the back of Leng Ruoli's head and coaxed her. "Alright, go to sleep."

Leng Ruoli forced herself to sleep.

Slowly, breathing in Jiang Muye's scent, she finally drifted into her dreams.

But Jiang Muye couldn't sleep.

After all, the opening time of the Civil Affairs Bureau was getting closer and closer, and that thrilling yet blissful feeling was especially strong.

Looking at his beautiful Darling in his arms, it was even harder to fall asleep.

But Jiang Muye pretended to sleep and didn't disturb Leng Ruoli.

Just feeling Leng Ruoli's peaceful sleeping breath in his arms made him feel grounded.

Holding on like that, Jiang Muye didn't open his eyes until the alarm rang.

Jiang Muye immediately pressed the alarm, afraid that it would be too loud and wake Leng Ruoli.

But he found that Leng Ruoli was sleeping soundly, deeply.

Looking at her pure and harmless face, Jiang Muye suddenly couldn't bear it.

His Darling was sleeping so soundly—wouldn't waking her up make him a beast?

Maybe change it to the afternoon?

But if he didn't say anything, she'd probably get angry.

While Jiang Muye was agonizing, he found that the alarm rang again.

This time the sound was especially loud, and Jiang Muye didn't press it in time.