“We’re getting the marriage certificate tomorrow?!” He was shocked:
“I completely forgot!”
“You should be ashamed of yourself.” Mo Hanzhou gently tapped his forehead, his tone affectionate:
“Now that you know, will you go to bed early tonight?”
“Or do you think you can go take our wedding photos tomorrow without anyone noticing?”
He playfully tilted his head, mimicking Lu Qiao’s gesture.
“Mhm!” Lu Qiao nodded repeatedly, saying loudly:
“I’ll be good and sleep early!”
Mo Hanzhou chuckled: “Then go to bed now.”
Lu Qiao climbed off Mo Hanzhou with a dazed, dreamlike expression and walked to the door in a trance, still not fully awake even as the bedroom door closed behind him.
This wasn’t an act Lu Qiao was genuinely stunned.
Poor him, having been single for who knows how many years in his past life, and now, just two months after transmigrating, he was already marrying himself off!
Am I just that amazing?
Lu Qiao was so shaken that even his usual good sleep after transmigrating was disrupted. That night, he tossed and turned for nearly an hour before finally falling asleep. The next morning, he woke up unusually early.
Mo Hanzhou was already downstairs having breakfast.
The same scene felt entirely different now, thanks to the shift in his mindset.
That day, Lu Qiao remembered staring at Mo Hanzhou at the dining table, his mind filled with thoughts of how to seduce him into becoming his husband. Now, having successfully secured his position, his thoughts were:
I need to act more dignified today after all, we’re getting the marriage certificate.
Seeing Lu Qiao’s eyes darting around, his face clearly plotting mischief, Mo Hanzhou couldn’t help but find it amusing.
“Come here, eat.”
Lu Qiao walked over with proper posture and sat down.
“Ahem, sir, what should I wear today?”
“Anything is fine. You look good in everything.”
Perfect, perfect! This is the perfect husband!
“Then I’ll wear that white suit, the one I had specially made for the photo. Ah, but it’s at home.”
Though he usually seemed a bit slow and dazed, today he looked even more so.
Mo Hanzhou patiently explained: “You were going home anyway. You need your ID card and household register to get the marriage certificate.”
“So I’ll go home first, then we’ll get the certificate?”
“Mhm, no rush. I’ve already made an appointment. I’ll send someone to pick you up when it’s time.”
Breakfast that morning was exceptionally delicious the best meal Lu Qiao had had since being dragged into the infinite world. Afterward, Mo Hanzhou walked him to the door.
“We only need to be there by 1:30 p.m. Don’t rush. Take your time to prepare.”
The car gradually carried Lu Qiao away. The butler stepped forward from behind.
“Congratulations, young master. You’ve finally reached the day of starting a family.”
A faint smile flickered in Mo Hanzhou’s eyes as he turned and walked back into the house.
The car took Lu Qiao home. While Lu Qiao himself had no idea, the rest of the Lu family had been keeping track. In fact, Lu Guoan had messaged Lu Qiao the night before, asking where he was and reminding him about the marriage certificate the next day Lu Qiao had just ignored him and forgotten about it.
When Lu Qiao arrived home, the entire Lu family was present. Under Lu Guoan’s meaningful gaze, Yu Muqing awkwardly smiled and approached Lu Qiao:
“Ah Qiao, you’re getting the marriage certificate today. Have you discussed it with Hanzhou?”
“Yes, he’s already made an appointment. He’ll pick me up this afternoon.”
“That’s good, that’s good.”
Lu Qiao went upstairs to his room and ran into Yu Jiadong in the hallway.
Ever since Lu Qiao successfully brought Mo Hanzhou back last time, Yu Jiadong had come to understand that Lu Qiao truly had the skills. Now that Lu Qiao was “at the peak of his power,” Yu Jiadong knew he was no match for him, and whenever he saw Lu Qiao, he became as docile as a quail.
Yu Jiadong forced a smile and said obsequiously, “You’re back.”
Lu Qiao’s expression was subtle.
Given his former influence, Yu Jiadong could be considered the most low-level of his subordinates, often needing to be disciplined with his fists. But even if he was a low-level subordinate, he was still Lu Qiao’s only subordinate now.
Thinking of this, a wave of tolerance and peace suddenly surged in Lu Qiao’s heart. He smiled and looked at the person before him, saying affectionately:
“Come, hold out your hand.”
Yu Jiadong was baffled by his strange gaze and tentatively extended his hand. With a clatter, a handful of candies scattered into his palm.
“To bring you some good luck. From now on, work hard.” He patted Yu Jiadong on the shoulder.
“…”
Yu Jiadong watched in a daze as Lu Qiao entered the room.
Lu Qiao felt a rare trace of nervousness. While he was happy about being able to live off someone else’s wealth, marriage was, after all, a once-in-a-lifetime event or at least the first time in one’s life and deserved to be taken seriously.
He took out his beloved white suit and, unusually, tidied himself up. After half an hour of frantic preparation, the mirror reflected a handsome and radiant young man.
Lu Qiao was still young, his face not yet free of childishness. In fact, since he had recently changed his “shell,” he had been carefree and eating well, his face glowing with a healthy, rosy hue. His skin was fair and tender, and he seemed to radiate the word “happiness” from head to toe.
He looked like someone you couldn’t help but want to bless.
Lu Qiao’s seriousness about getting the marriage certificate was also evident in the fact that he ate one less bowl of rice at lunch. Usually, he would eat two bowls, but today he settled for just one. Shortly after changing his clothes, the car arranged by Mo Hanzhou arrived. Without any mishaps, Lu Qiao arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau at the scheduled time.
When he got out of the car, Mo Hanzhou was waiting for him at the entrance.
Mo Hanzhou looked slightly different today compared to when Lu Qiao had seen him in the morning. Usually, he appeared sharp and polished, as if he could grace the financial news at any moment. Today, however, his hair was slightly looser, the material and color of his suit seemed softer, and even his watch had been swapped from a minimalist business style to a white-gold multifunctional one.
Mo Hanzhou exuded a gentle, spring-like warmth. He looked Lu Qiao up and down and smiled, saying, “The white suit really suits you.”
Lu Qiao replied sweetly, “You too. You look especially handsome today.”
After exchanging some polite compliments, the two of them walked hand in hand into the Civil Affairs Bureau. For Lu Qiao, everything that followed felt like walking on clouds. He was led around in a daze, and from the moment they entered to the moment they received their certificate and walked out, he felt an unreal sensation.
Mo Hanzhou had arranged every step in advance, and they received their certificate in less than half an hour. In that short span of time, Lu Qiao felt like he had emerged as a brand-new person.
He was now a married man.
Seeing Lu Qiao’s deep, thoughtful expression, Mo Hanzhou smiled and asked, “Are you happy?”
“Happy,” Lu Qiao nodded blankly, then turned his head and said:
“Mr. Mo, from now on, I am your legal spouse.”
Mo Hanzhou laughed, “Hello, Mrs. Mo.”
“Hello, Mrs. Lu.”
Mo Hanzhou smiled and patted his head:
“I still have work today. Go home and rest well. We’ll hold the wedding on Saturday.”
“Mhm, mhm.” Lu Qiao nodded repeatedly.
After the dreamlike journey ended, on the way back, Lu Qiao kept looking at the certificate over and over. What a pity he couldn’t share it with his other friends. A slight sense of regret welled up in his heart.
Once home, Lu Guoan was overjoyed, flipping through the booklet repeatedly. If he weren’t afraid of angering Mo Hanzhou, he probably would have taken photos and posted them online to show off.
For a man who was, after all, a big boss, to be so happy because his son had married another man was this a decline in morality or a distortion of human nature?
After Lu Qiao went upstairs, his phone was instantly flooded with countless congratulatory messages. It turned out that photos of him and Mo Hanzhou at the entrance of the civil affairs bureau had been spreading everywhere. People weren’t foolish they had long known about the marriage alliance between the two families, and some had even received wedding invitations. Now that Lu Qiao’s status had risen, they naturally flocked to flatter him.
Lu Qiao looked at the candid photo, feeling extremely pleased. He and his husband truly were a perfect match both talented and handsome. He generously sent red envelopes in the group chat. Occasionally, some sour remarks popped up, but Lu Qiao magnanimously ignored them.
Wasn’t this a cause for universal celebration, a grand amnesty for all?