On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

The room was quiet, sunlight shone on the swirling dust, a scene of serene tranquility.

Lin Xiwei felt drowsy and didn't want to get up.

Qin Jiamo leaned against her from behind, gently brushing the hair from her temples, lowering his head to kiss her neck, and then kneading her shoulders with his large hands.

Lin Xiwei sensed it all, but she dared not move or respond.

She was terrified that Qin Jiamo would ask her how she was feeling, so she could only close her eyes and pretend to be asleep, burying her head in the sand like an ostrich.

Unexpectedly, Attorney Qin didn't ask that question at the end. Instead, he joked, "How about we skip getting the marriage certificate today and do it another day?"

What?

Lin Xiwei suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look at him.

But when their eyes met, she quickly turned away, her cheeks flushing red again.

"No, I've already taken leave. I have to go today, otherwise I'll have to take leave again and my boss will fire me." She quickly retorted, closed her eyes to gather her strength, and prepared to get up.

Qin Jiamo's smile deepened. "Are you sure? I doubt you can even walk."

"Who said that?" Lin Xiwei asked shyly, not daring to look at him.

"Okay, so you're even more anxious than I am." The man, having eaten his fill, was in a good mood.

Lin Xiwei sat up with her back to him, grabbed her bathrobe, and put it on.

"Hurry up," she urged the man to get up as she went to the dressing room to get dressed.

More than ten minutes later, the two were dressed.

Lin Xiwei immediately recognized that he was wearing the suit she had bought for him.

However, it was cold outside, so he put on a trench coat, which made him look even more tall, handsome, and imposing.

Qin Jiamo noticed her staring at him, smiled, and raised his arm. "What's wrong? Don't you like this outfit?"

Lin Xiwei pursed her lips and said arrogantly, "I bought this, how could it not look good?"

I checked the time; it was almost nine o'clock.

She had to rush to the company in the morning, so she didn't have time to put on makeup.

Fortunately, at this moment, her face was rosy and her eyes were alluring, making her even more charming and beautiful than when she was wearing makeup.

No wonder Chu Qing always said that it's very nourishing for men; so that's what she meant.

On the road, Qin Jiamo was driving, but whenever they stopped at a red light, he would reach out and take her hand.

Lin Xiwei slapped him away several times, saying, "What are you doing? Focus."

He chuckled quietly, his eyes and brows sparkling with spirit, exuding a carefree and exuberant air, like someone riding a horse on a spring breeze, seeing all the flowers of Chang'an in a single day.

While taking photos at the Civil Affairs Bureau, a young couple next to them whispered to each other.

"Wow, that guy is so tall and handsome. His wife is so lucky."

"I think that woman is very beautiful; her husband is lucky."

"Tch, all you ever think about is looking at pretty girls."

"So you only look at handsome guys too."

"I was just appreciating it, it's different from how you look at a beautiful woman."

As the young couple bickered, Lin Xiwei recalled her colleagues' praise of Qin Jiamo and couldn't help but sigh, "So it turns out men can be femme fatales too."

"What do you mean?"

"Last time you picked me up from work, my colleagues saw you. When I came to work on Monday, they all came to ask about it. Just like the young couple just now, they almost started arguing over it."

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

"Yes, they even asked me if you were married yet, and I told them you're getting married soon!"

Qin Jiamo received the registration photos and was very satisfied with the two people's dignified and smiling appearance.

The two returned to the registration desk with the photos. The man turned to look at her and said, "Why do I feel like you're jealous?"

Lin Xiwei pursed her lips and remained silent, but in her heart she thought: There is indeed a bit of that.

It turns out that loving someone can make you so petty, making you want that person to belong only to you.

"Congratulations to you both, wishing you a happy marriage." After stamping the marriage certificate with the official seal, the staff handed it over and offered their blessings.

Lin Xiwei accepted it with a smile, and couldn't help but murmur, "I hope I'll never have to come to this place again."

"What did you say?" Qin Jiamo asked, turning around abruptly.

"It's nothing," she said, not daring to repeat herself.

But Qin Jiamo still stared at her, emphasizing very solemnly, "I've said it before, in my world there is no divorce, only widowhood. Do you understand what that means?"

"I understand..." Lin Xiwei pursed her lips, not daring to refute.

If someone else said this, she would think it was an extreme and obsessive desire for control, the most selfish form of kidnapping of marriage.

But when Qin Jiamo said it, she only felt his sincerity.

He takes marriage extremely seriously, which is why he made such a promise that is almost "threatening".

Thinking of how the Qin family elders, now with gray hair, still love and care for each other, she was filled with anticipation for her marriage with Qin Jiamo.

On the way to Lin Xiwei's company, Qin Jiamo suddenly asked, "How about treating your colleagues to dinner?"

"No." Lin Xiwei refused without hesitation.

"If we don't invite you, what if your colleagues start gossiping when you're pregnant?"

Qin Jiamo actually doesn't like socializing with people she's not familiar with, feeling it's a waste of time.

But in order to protect Lin Xiwei's reputation, he was willing to sacrifice his principles.

"People can say whatever they want, it's my life anyway, as long as I'm happy."

Qin Jiamo nodded and followed up with, "So, are you happy now?"

She paused, then turned to look at the man.

Their eyes met, but she pursed her lips and turned away again, saying, "I won't tell you."

……

When the car arrived at the company building, before Lin Xiwei got out, Qin Jiamo reminded her again, "I'll pick you up after get off work tonight."

"it is good."

Lin Xiwei responded and got out of the car to leave, but Qin Jiamo stared straight at her.

She asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Is there something else?"

Qin Jiamo wanted to say, "Are you just going to leave like this?"

But seeing her utter insensitivity, I felt it would be beneath me to say it myself, so I simply gave her a cold look and said, "It's nothing, you can go."

Lin Xiwei frowned.

Why did you suddenly get angry?

Seeing that he had already started shifting gears and was preparing to start, Lin Xiwei didn't have time to ask any more questions and quickly got out of the car and slammed the door shut.

Standing by the roadside, watching the cars merge into the main road, she suddenly realized something.

"oops!"

Lin Xiwei stamped her foot and quickly took out her phone to call her newlywed husband.

As Qin Jiamo drove away, he saw her call, his expression still icy cold.

"Feed".

Lin Xiwei, still watching the car disappear into the distance, blurted out, "Did you just want me to kiss you?"

Qin Jiamo's lips curled up, but he quickly suppressed it again.

"What did you say?" He pretended to be stupid and asked again on purpose.

Lin Xiwei raised her voice: "I said—did you just now want me to kiss you?"

"no."

"Then look at me as—"

Before Lin Xiwei could finish her question, the other end hung up.

Hearing the beeping sound in her ear, Lin Xiwei stomped her foot in anger: "What kind of person is this! So rude!"

She put away her phone and turned around, her smile still lingering, when she caught sight of someone standing at the entrance of the office building, and her smile instantly froze.

Su Yunfan is here again.

And judging from his expression, he must have heard everything.

Lin Xiwei frowned, her expression indifferent, and pretended not to see him as she walked towards the automatic door.

"Weiwei..."