Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

"What are you doing?"

"With such a strong reaction, do you not agree to register our marriage?"

Jiang Mengyun's tone suddenly turned cold, and her beautiful eyes stared straight at Yang Xian.

"No, no! Absolutely not!"

Yang Xian did not refuse, "I... I was just remarking that the Civil Affairs Bureau is actually open on weekends."

In my past life, it was so difficult for civil servants to find anyone on weekends.

Is the civil affairs bureau in this world working harder than a convenience store?

"What's there to be so impressed about?" Jiang Mengyun rolled her eyes at him.

"Do you think we're still living before the catastrophe?"

"To improve the human birth rate, they are now open 24/7, 365 days a year."

"I'm afraid of missing any couple who want to contribute to the continuation of humanity."

As she spoke, she leaned closer again, gently stroking Yang Xian's face, her voice carrying a hint of seduction.

"Therefore, for the great future of humanity..."

"I feel that we should also try harder."

Yang Xian dared not refute and could only nod.

So what if I'm scared?

Why make it sound so high-sounding?

And for the future of humanity?

You just want my body!

Just as Yang Xian was inwardly complaining, Jiang Mengyun snapped her fingers at the bodyguards in the front row.

The bodyguard understood immediately and handed over an elegant suit bag from the passenger seat.

"Change into it, then come with me to get the marriage certificate." Jiang Mengyun's words were concise and to the point, leaving no room for argument.

"What is this?"

Yang Xian took it with a puzzled look. It felt silky smooth to the touch and looked expensive.

It was a well-tailored white suit, simple yet elegant in style.

He could tell at a glance that this suit was a matching set with the black suit skirt that Jiang Mengyun was wearing.

These are clearly carefully designed couple's items!

Goodness, this woman is incredibly well-prepared!

"So...you'll change in the car?"

Yang Xian swallowed hard.

Although the car is spacious, changing clothes in front of such a beautiful woman is still a bit...

"What's wrong? Are you shy?"

Jiang Mengyun chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mockery.

"Don't worry, these car windows are specially made; you can't see anything from the outside."

"Or... do you need some little 'encouragement' from me?"

"How about this, you give me a kiss, and I'll help you put it on, okay?"

"No...no need!" Yang Xian blushed and quickly refused.

"Hehe, just kidding!"

Jiang Mengyun smiled slyly, then pounced on him, pinning him to the seat. "Even if you don't kiss me, I'm going to help you put it on myself today!"

"Don't move!"

"Hey! Your hands! Where are you putting your hands?!"

After a flurry of activity, Yang Xian finally managed to change his clothes.

Of course, Jiang Mengyun also helped a lot... but it was all more trouble than it was worth.

Throughout this process, he felt that Jiang Mengyun's gaze towards him was becoming increasingly strange.

It's as if they're about to devour you completely.

Honestly, she's clearly the young lady of the Jiang family in the South China Sea, so why does she act like she's never seen a man before...?

"Hmm, does it fit?"

Outside the car door, Jiang Mengyun, like a devoted wife, carefully straightened the last wrinkle on Yang Xian's collar, her face beaming with a smile.

She had someone find her overnight to have it custom-made according to Yang Xian's body measurements.

"Hmm, it fits perfectly..."

Looking at the smiling girl in front of him, Yang Xian felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

"No need for thanks." Jiang Mengyun took Yang Xian's arm and pressed her soft, delicate body tightly against him.

"Let's hurry up, or we'll miss our 'business' tonight."

The two walked side by side into the Civil Affairs Bureau.

In that instant, the previously noisy hall fell silent.

All eyes were drawn to the beautiful couple at the door.

The man was tall and handsome, and his white suit made him look exceptionally dashing.

The woman was stunningly beautiful, with long, jet-black hair cascading over her shoulders, and a black suit that accentuated her perfect figure.

Her long, slender legs, encased in black stockings, attracted the attention of all the men in the room.

The two of them standing together were a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

A match made in heaven!

"Holy crap... are they here to get their marriage certificate or to film an idol drama?"

"That guy is so handsome, that girl is so beautiful... I feel like my eyes have been cleansed!"

"Sigh, we're all getting married, so why is there such a huge difference between people?"

"Mommy, are those older brother and sister a prince and princess?"

"I'm so jealous! This guy must have saved the galaxy in his past life to marry a goddess of this caliber!"

"..."

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Jiang Mengyun, arm in arm with Yang Xian, walked to the window for taking photos.

"Hello, can I take your picture?"

The photographer looked up and his eyes lit up.

"Alright, alright! You two, come closer, a little closer, yes, even closer!"

Yang Xian shifted slightly, looking a little awkward.

Just then, he heard Jiang Mengyun's soft, smiling whisper in his ear.

"Smile more, honey."

"If you dare give me the cold shoulder, believe me, tonight I'll show you what the 'rules' of this house are!"

Yang Xian froze, how could he dare to disobey?

The next second, a bright smile immediately appeared on his face.

Oh wait...

When have I ever given anyone a sour look?

"Snap!"

A perfect wedding photo was thus created.

The subsequent processes of filling out forms and affixing fingerprints proceeded exceptionally smoothly under the strong leadership of Jiang Mengyun, an "action-oriented" individual.

When the two brand-new red books were handed to them, Yang Xian still felt a sense of unreality.

He looked down at the marriage certificate in his hand.

So... he's already married?

Red cover with large gold lettering.

Yang Xian flicked his finger and opened the notebook.

My gaze instantly fell on the photo of the two of them.

Jiang Mengyun's smile was just right, possessing both girlish sweetness and a hint of possessiveness.

He does indeed have a very bright smile in the photo...

It seems really good. I wonder how my parents will react when they find out I got my marriage certificate.

"Alright, Mr. Yang."

Jiang Mengyun carefully put away her book, then stood on tiptoe and gave him a loud kiss on the cheek.

She held up the red booklet in her hand, waved it triumphantly at Yang Xian, and smiled.

"From now on, you are my legal husband, Jiang Mengyun's husband."

"Items with a stamp are non-refundable and non-exchangeable!"

"As a husband..."

"You know what obligations you have to fulfill, right?"