After filling out the paperwork, the two of them received two copies of the marriage certificate.
Ying Sisi held the certificate in her hands, her heart filled with unease about the future.
Suddenly, the document was taken from her grip.
Qin Yanci pulled away the marriage certificates. “I’ll keep them. You go wait outside first.”
Ying Sisi obediently nodded. “Okay.”
Li Yuwei rolled her eyes and walked over to Ying Sisi, leaning in to whisper, “Sister, marriage certificates should be kept by yourself. Otherwise, if you want a divorce later, it won’t be possible. There’s something I must remind you—I’ve heard Qin Yanci has mental problems and especially likes to fight people. Now that you’re legally married, if he hits you, it counts as a domestic issue. Outsiders can only advise—they can’t interfere. You need to be careful he doesn’t take out his frustration on you when he can’t vent outside.”
Ying Sisi had already been somewhat prepared for this.
But hearing it from Li Yuwei changed the nature of things completely.
She even began to suspect that Li’s father also knew about it.
When she was born, her mother died from childbirth complications.
Her grandparents raised her until she was fifteen, then both passed away.
Her uncle and aunt took the house left to her and planned to marry her off to an old bachelor in exchange for benefits.
At that time, her father suddenly appeared.
She thought she would finally have a stable life—but he only came to use her to climb higher socially.
She was furious.
“If you already knew, why are you only telling me now? Do you just want to see me scared?”
Li Yuwei’s intention was exposed, and she flew into a rage out of embarrassment. “Sister, I was kindly reminding you. How can you twist my words? No wonder Mom says you’re ungrateful—she wasn’t wrong about you at all. Just wait and see—you’ll get beaten sooner or later.”
With that, she turned and left.
After thinking it through, she concluded that the reason things were different in this life was because the fiancé had changed.
What she was seeing now was all his disguise.
When no one was around, his true nature would eventually show.
Ying Sisi, still angry, pressed her lips together and clenched her fists.
A young man’s voice sounded behind her.
“Wife, did Li Yuwei bully you?”
Ying Sisi snapped back to reality, her face turning red. She still wasn’t used to being called that.
They had only known each other for less than three days.
Yet he said it so naturally, as if he had been calling her that for years.
She first denied it, then complained, “She said now that we’ve registered our marriage, I should live at your house. But we haven’t had a wedding yet—wouldn’t that sound bad if people heard about it? Don’t you think so?”
Qin Yanci froze for a moment. He had assumed that once they registered their marriage, they were already legally husband and wife, and she could stay with him that night. Since she wasn’t willing, he didn’t mind waiting.
“Mm. Should we go for a walk, or go home first?”
“Let’s go home,” Ying Sisi said, already eager to see how much money was in the red envelopes.
As they walked, Ying Sisi began to feel something was off.
“Ah Ci… didn’t you say we were going home first?” This road didn’t seem to lead home, nor back to the courtyard house.
A sudden fear rose in her heart.
Was he really, as Li Yuwei described, someone violent who planned to take her somewhere secluded and hurt her?
Her voice trembled. “Ah Ci… where are you taking me?”
“You’ll know when we get there.”
Qin Yanci removed his scarf and wrapped it around her neck. “Put this on. Your voice is so cold it’s changed.”
The scarf still carried his warmth.
Her neck suddenly felt warm, and his gentle gesture—carefully tying it for her, even brushing her hair behind her ear—calmed her fear instantly.
After calming down, she even found herself laughing at her own thoughts.
She was utterly stupid to have believed Li Yuwei.
Could someone who had worked in farm labor under military-style management for ten years really have mental problems?