One knife, two cuts

  Found a spot at McDonald's, said it was for keeping watch at night, but Jiang Daxiao couldn't bear the thought of leaving his beauty to brave the cold wind alone at night.

  Two people each held a cup of hot cocoa.

  Manman held the household register of the Wen family in her hand, flipping it back and forth. Except for her father's name, the names of her mother Xu Yu'e and sister Wen Huan became increasingly blurred in her eyes.

  My heart has turned cold.

  "Tomorrow, after registration, your household will move in with me. I have a set of rooms myself." Seeing the faint concentration and hesitation between her eyebrows, he reached out to hold her hand, wrapping it up, proudly standing upright, wanting to give her the most reliable support.

  The crescent moon's eyes lingered on the name Wen Shixuan, but in order to cut off Xu Yu'e and Wen Huan's greedy thoughts, her eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Although I'm worried about my dad, I believe he'll understand, and when the time comes, I'll think of a way to help him transfer his household registration to Beijing."

  As for Wen Shi Xuan, Jiang Yan couldn't say whether he liked or disliked him. But one thing was certain: Wen Shi Xuan was the only person in the Wen family who truly cared about him deeply.

  A father-in-law who loves his daughter-in-law, Comrade Jiang Yan cannot say that he was denied by other members of the Wen family.

  "First, after you register tomorrow, move your luggage over. My house is divided, in a big yard, they can't just come in to bother you at will. To be on the safe side, don't go to the gallery for now."

  Register, move over, means

  She's really getting married!

  Something that had already been decided, but since it was the first time in life, suddenly heart beats fast, face feels hot, like a stove in winter.

  She lowered her head even further, thinking she was tired and sleepy. He quickly took off his coat and put it over her shoulders: "If you're sleepy, take a nap. I'll call you when the time comes."

  She raised her eyes and shook her head firmly: "How can this be? It's between two people."

  "It's me who's being considerate, letting you come out and keep me company through the night." He stretched out his slender fingers to gently pull over the military uniform draped over her shoulders, then fastened the top button.

  The indoor lamp shone brightly, enough to outline his handsome face with clear edges and corners. The scent of his clothes wafted up to her nose, rich and sweet like a cup of coffee with milk and vanilla, enveloping her in warmth and tenderness, making tiny beads of sweat appear on the tip of her nose.

  Glasses, warmed by the sudden heat, became blurry and dreamlike. The person opposite him, after taking off the green outer garment and giving it to her, was left with a light green shirt that accentuated his tall and lean physique, reminiscent of a refined gentleman in an ink painting, holding a precious sword with elegance and poise, exuding an aura of majesty and auspiciousness.

  The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve into a small arc as she thought to herself that she had suddenly become infatuated.

  "What's wrong?" Seeing her smile, he raised his eyebrows.

  "I used to think you were a bit childish."

  Childish?

  Jiang Dashao was taken aback for a moment before he burst out laughing.

  At this moment, his smile was no longer filled with the usual pride and arrogance.

  A slightly lowered head, a hint of shyness in his smile, and for an instant, he can conquer all women.

  The buzzing in her head was deafening.

  "Vines." The joints played with the cocoa cup, and Jiang Dashao's low voice was like a violin string. Tonight was about his own marriage, the last step, he didn't dare to be careless anymore, lest she thought he was childish again. No, he had a side that was fun-loving and optimistic, but it didn't mean he was that kind of person.

  "You, speak." Manman fumbled with her fingers, because she was getting married, and felt that he was completely different tonight.

  "I'm a teacher at my workplace, which is what people usually call a teacher or instructor. Later on, you'll not only be able to see my colleagues but also my students."

  The hot cocoa in his hands paused mid-air, the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose almost slipping down: Where was he a teacher? Or was he a devil of a teacher?

  :(

  Her fingertips quietly stretched out, removing the glasses from her nose bridge. The starry eyes close at hand were black and seemed to have a tendency to overwhelm her at any time. The crescent moon's eyes blinked slightly before closing immediately.

  A kiss, from her smooth forehead, to the bridge of her small nose, exploring down to her little mouth, searching...

  "The Wedding Night"

  Wen Yuansweetly slept soundly for a while, and when she woke up, it was already around 8 or 9 o'clock.

  It seems that after giving the household register to Jin Ruowen yesterday, I was in a great mood and slept particularly sweetly.

  Thinking of her sister's worried and unhappy face today, then finally having to admit defeat and bow her head in apology, she couldn't help but laugh with a pleased smile.

  Xu Yujiao, however, did not sleep well that night. Wen Shixuan came back last night and still didn't know about the household registration book incident, only hearing that she and Yuanyuan went to cause trouble for Manman and scolded her all night. Perhaps feeling guilty in her heart towards her eldest daughter's words "I don't have a mother like you", last night, she endured it and didn't retort.

  This morning, I went to my little daughter's room and was about to discuss whether to bring back her household registration book. But when I saw her face full of smiles, I couldn't say a word.

  Come to think of it, what's wrong with Yuanyuan and her? Aren't they all for the good of the family? Manman marrying a rich boss is absolutely better than marrying a poor man.

  After thinking about it repeatedly, Xu Yujiao made up her mind: anyway, she knew that Manman had a temper and was soft-hearted just like Wen Shixuan, and Manman was just saying that with her mouth, she wouldn't really not want her as her mother.

  The phone on the table buzzed and received a text message.

  Wen Yu picked up her phone, thinking it might be Wen Haixue or Wen Mingzhu calling to play with her. But when she saw that it was Manman who had sent the message, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and she first said to Xu Yuer: "Mom, sister wants to apologize to us."

  "Really?" Xǔ Yù'é was surprised, "What did she say?"

  Wen Yuandian opened the message, but it was a special announcement from Jiang Dashao:

  Today is the day of great joy for me and my wife, so I'm specially informing you two that from now on, there's no need to worry about my wife's marriage anymore. Because starting today, my wife will no longer be living under the Wen family household, and we're cutting ties with you all!

  The phone, after rolling around in Wen Huan's trembling fingers for a few times, finally couldn't hold on and fell straight down.

  Seeing something was off, Xu Yujiao hastily picked up her phone and took a look at what was written on it. Her eyes turned black and she fell to the floor with a thud.

  "How is this possible? The household register was clearly in Old Jin's hands!"

  Just as I said that, I received an urgent telegram from Zhang Qiuyan saying that Jin Ruowen was arrested and detained last night for some reason and will be sentenced.

  Who has the ability to frame Jin Ruowen and put him in prison?

  Or it can be said that Baoluohu and Manman's luck was too good, coincidentally bumping into Jin Ruowen who had been framed.

  Xu Yujiao and Wen Huan believed it was the latter.

  "Mom!" Wen Huan grasped her mother's hem, her eyes bulging with ferocity, "Now there's only one last trick left, you don't want me to marry that good-for-nothing who wants us to pay him dowry, do you?"

  Digression

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  Fake marriage, real doing.

  Every time, he asked her to wear a light blue scarf.

  "Do you love me?" She couldn't help but ask at a moment of tender intimacy.

  "It's not love, just like." Yes, liking and loving are different. "How about you?" he asked back.

  "Not love, can't even mention a little bit of liking." The woman replied clearly.

  "Is it?" The man sneered, turning her body over, deepening his plunder, he wanted to punish such a disobedient woman.

  Because it was just a liking, he could give her up. He pushed her to the forefront of the storm, and when he found that his liking had turned into love, everything was already too late...