Qin Mu couldn’t help but laugh at Xiaoi’s hurried back as she rushed out, thinking to himself, it’s almost ti to finish work and she’s only just returned, what work can she possibly do?
Suddenly, he rembered he hadn’t seen her marriage certificate yet!
"Chen Xiaoi!"
Just as Xiaoi was about to run downstairs, Qin Mu called out to her from the staircase.
"Huh?"
Xiaoi turned back nervously, standing at the bottom of the stairs, anxiously thinking Qin Mu was going to tease her.
"Where’s the marriage certificate?"
"Marriage certificate? Uh, Zhao Huai took it!"
Xiaoi froze for a mont, then awkwardly lowered her head. Zhao Huai said he was afraid she’d lose it, so he took it.
——
anwhile, in Mu Yichen’s office, two bright red registration certificates were placed on the large desk.
Qiao Yi and Mu Yichen were seated across from each other, looking at the certificates that appeared particularly small on the desk, then lifted their eyes to Zhao Huai.
Zhao Huai stood beside them, arms crossed, with a very serious expression watching the two in front of him.
"A brother just wants so blessings, that’s all."
Seeing them both silent, the tension in the room made Zhao Huai’s back feel a bit tense.
"Blessings!"
The two spoke in unison, but both in a low mood.
Even Zhao Huai had gotten married!
Qiao Yi and Mu Yichen were sowhat sentintal, suddenly realizing that perhaps they weren’t young anymore?
Looking at their expressions, Zhao Huai was also confused, wondering why they seed not at all happy.
Mu Yichen had even had lunch with him earlier, seeing the certificate, he ought to be pleased, yet why did his face seem sowhat heavy?
"You two elder brothers, you’re not right!"
Zhao Huai pulled out the chair next to Qiao Yi to sit down, staring intently at their faces.
Old Qiao sighed, slowly leaning back in the chair, his deanor naturally drooping: "What’s wrong? Even you’re married, and the rest of the few guys are also hurriedly discussing marriage, each of you, so young, why are you thinking about marriage?"
Zhao Huai...
"Give Zhiyuan a call, let’s all celebrate together tonight."
Mu Yichen thought for a long ti with lowered eyes before speaking.
"Alright! Without bringing spouses?"
Qiao Yi nodded and looked at Mu Yichen, asking.
"Yes!"
Mu Yichen agreed.
"Since it’s a celebration, why not bring spouses?"
Zhao Huai asked them curiously.
"Just go with it! What’s the point of always bringing spouses?"
Old Qiao seed to hold so pent-up frustration and asked Zhao Huai.
At that mont, Xi ng happened to co to deliver a contract and pushed open the door, and Qiao Yi reflexively stiffened his facial expression upon seeing her.
"Secretary Xi! You didn’t hear us talking just now, did you?"
Zhao Huai instinctively asked.
"No! I don’t really like listening to n talk."
Xi ng smiled and shook her head.
"Oh! That’s good then! That’s good!"
Seeing Xi ng’s calm deanor, Zhao Huai couldn’t help but feel sothing was slightly off.
"Boss, this docunt needs your imdiate signature!"
Secretary Xi stood next to Qiao Yi, formally presenting the docunt to Mu Yichen.
Mu Yichen didn’t lift his gaze and carefully read through the docunt after accepting it, seemingly no longer the man from the previous conversation.
He agreed on the no-spousal dinner as well.
"Zhao Huai, you’ve registered! Congratulations!"
Xi ng looked at the red book on the table, and happily congratulated Zhao Huai.
"Thank you! Thank you! Be sure to co to the wedding banquet!"
Zhao Huai replied, unable to resist a grin. This was the first genuinely heartfelt blessing he’d received, much more sincere than the two elder brothers.
After signing the docunt, Mu Yichen returned it to Xi ng, who turned and left, not even glancing at Qiao Yi, who felt like he’d been sentenced to lingering torture after hearing the door close, raising his hand to slowly wipe his face: "Ah! Agony!"
Getting a wife at the sa company, that’s good! From work to off hours...
But later, he felt drained! His wife’s position was too special, always inadvertently hearing him say so offhand things, wondering what the atmosphere would be like at ho tonight, would it be straightforwardly cold treatnt?
Xi ng doesn’t like arguing, she prefers silent treatnts.
Seeing Qiao Yi’s pained expression, Zhao Huai raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Bro! Don’t worry! Your wife is understanding!"
"Hmph!"
Qiao Yi heard and bitterly laughed.
Thinking indeed, she’s understanding!
Mu Yichen stifled his laughter, glanced at them, then checked the ti: "7:30 PM tonight?"
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