That night, Jiang Fuyue and her parents all stayed at the Han family home.
Since the two little ones needed looking after, Xie Dingyuan stayed as well.
In the middle of the night, Han Yunru was awakened by Suisui’s crying. She glanced at Jiang Da, who was sleeping like a log, put on a coat, and went out to check.
As soon as she reached the doorway, she saw Xie Dingyuan skillfully preparing formula for Suisui, testing the temperature, and then feeding it to the little girl.
The moment milk touched her lips, the little girl, whose problems could all be solved with food, immediately stopped crying and focused on drinking.
Meanwhile, on the other crib, Niannian had not woken up at all and was sleeping soundly.
Even so, while his daughter was drinking, Xie Dingyuan still took the opportunity to check his son’s diaper. It was clean and dry.
After tucking the blanket around Niannian, Xie Dingyuan finally noticed Han Yunru standing at the door.
“Auntie? Why are you up? Did Suisui wake you?”
Han Yunru walked in. She first looked at the peacefully sleeping Niannian, then at Suisui, who was quietly drinking milk while happily kicking her little feet.
“I heard the noise and came out to take a look. Why are you the one taking care of the children? Where’s Yueyue?”
“She’s sleeping.”
“Yueyue told me you’ve been the one doing most of the childcare since the babies were born?”
“Yueyue has it hard. She has to breastfeed both babies, and Suisui is especially restless… I can’t help much with that, so I can only do more in other areas.”
Han Yunru fell silent for a moment.
“…Originally, I didn’t approve of Yueyue having children out of wedlock. Society is far too harsh on women. Even with everything she’s achieved and the position she’s reached today, people still point fingers and gossip. Maybe Yueyue doesn’t care, but as her mother, I can’t help worrying about her.”
Xie Dingyuan lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse.
“It’s my fault. I’m sorry…”
“However,” Han Yunru changed the subject, “seeing how much effort you’re putting into Yueyue and the children now, I’ve let it go. As long as Yueyue is happy, why should we care what outsiders think? They’re nothing more than jealous people.”
…
Early the next morning, Jiang Fuyue was woken up by Xie Dingyuan.
“…What time is it?”
“Seven in the morning.”
“What for? Is there a meeting?”
But if she remembered correctly, the presentation meeting wasn’t until the day after tomorrow.
Xie Dingyuan replied, “Something important.”
Jiang Fuyue: “?”
Still half-asleep, she changed into the white blouse the man had prepared in advance. The doll-style collar featured embroidered details and was decorated with a beautiful tassel trim, simple, yet far from plain.
Paired with a lake-blue embroidered skirt, the outfit suited her perfectly.
A pair of high heels further accentuated her figure, making her appear tall and slender.
Even after Xie Dingyuan led her into the car, Jiang Fuyue still had no idea what was going on.
“Where are we going? What are we doing?”
The man kept his eyes on the road ahead.
“You’ll know when we get there.”
“…”
Twenty minutes later, when the black Mercedes stopped in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Jiang Fuyue still hadn’t fully processed it.
“We’re here.”
“For what?”
Xie Dingyuan unfastened his seatbelt and turned toward her.
“What do people do at the Civil Affairs Bureau?”
“I… didn’t bring my household registration booklet.”
As if performing a magic trick, the man produced it.
Jiang Fuyue stared in surprise. “Where did that come from?”
“I stole it.”
“…My dad is going to break your legs. Believe it or not?”
He grinned.
“It’s fine. Your mom’s protecting me.”
Only then did Jiang Fuyue realize.
“My mom gave it to you?”
“Mm.”
“When?”
“Last night.”
“How come I didn’t know?”
He coughed lightly.
“Secret.”
Xie Dingyuan placed the household registration booklet into her hands, his expression solemn.
“Yueyue, I’m giving you the choice. Are you willing to marry me and let my household registration page and yours be placed in the same household registration book?”
A ripple passed through Jiang Fuyue’s eyes.
“What if I say no?”
“Then I’ll… just have to remain an unofficial member of the family and take care of you and the children. Don’t worry, I can endure hardship, work diligently, give selflessly, and expect nothing in return!”
He looked utterly aggrieved.
Pitiful and pathetic.
Jiang Fuyue couldn’t help laughing.
“A male nanny?”
Xie Dingyuan’s eyes lit up.
“No problem! But it has to be a live-in position!”
“…Professor Xie, a man of your stature, becoming a nanny, where would you put your dignity?”
“I don’t care.”
What was dignity worth?
It wasn’t nearly as important as his wife and children!
“No matter whether there’s that piece of paper or not,” Xie Dingyuan declared, “I’m sticking to you for the rest of my life!”
Holding the household registration booklet, Jiang Fuyue smiled faintly.
“Let’s go.”
“…Huh?”
“Aren’t we getting the marriage certificate? Hurry up. If we’re late, we’ll have to wait in line.”
Xie Dingyuan: “!”
Twenty minutes later, the two emerged from the building with two little red booklets in hand.
Jiang Fuyue said, “Professor Xie, please take care of me for the rest of our lives.”
Xie Dingyuan replied, “Professor Jiang, in all the years to come, please bear with me.”
The two exchanged a smile.
…
At the Han residence.
After learning that the two had registered their marriage that day, the old master happily mobilized the entire family into action.
Han Shen had a bad feeling about this.
“Dad, what are you planning?”
“Hehe~”
…
When Jiang Fuyue and Xie Dingyuan pushed open the door, Little Mang, wearing a festive giant red flower on top of his head, came running toward them, wagging his tail.
“Woof! Woof! Woof!”
At the same time, the three uncles suddenly appeared.
They unfurled a pair of wedding couplets:
Upper line: Red plum blossoms release their fragrance, celebrating the union of two hearts.
Lower line: Green willows smile as one couple binds their hearts forever.
Horizontal banner: A perfect union beneath a full moon.
Next, Jiang Chenxing and Han Ting, the two half-grown young men, appeared carrying bouquets of red roses.
One bouquet was presented to big sister.
The other to brother-in-law.
Xie Dingyuan and Jiang Fuyue stood frozen in place, equally dumbfounded.
Only after the roses had been stuffed into their hands did they exchange a helpless glance.
Jiang Fuyue: Your arrangement?
Xie Dingyuan: Absolutely not!
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