Your Highness, your wife doesn't want you anymore!

We can't delay any longer. We've finally managed to coax them to the door; how can we turn back now?

Assistant Zhang, standing beside him, quickly stepped forward, whispered a few words to the staff members who were about to leave their posts, and handed them relevant explanations.

The staff exchanged a glance, immediately halted their departure, and politely stepped aside to invite Jin Si Nian and Nan Zhi into the service hall.

Nan Zhi froze, her wrist gripped by the man. She forced herself to walk towards the window, her heart pounding with anxiety and trepidation. She stammered softly, trying to dissuade him, "Should we...should we...reconsider..."

Getting the marriage certificate so hastily was too hasty; she had absolutely no confidence in it.

Will she be scammed? ૮₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა

"Should we...should we get to know each other a little more?"

Jin Si Nian wrapped his arms around her slender waist, gently placing his palm on her pregnant belly. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, his voice low and intimate, only the two of them able to hear: "We've been together day and night for three years, sharing the same bed."

"Now that she's carrying my child, don't we know each other well enough?"

Nan Zhi's cheeks flushed instantly. Embarrassed, she bit her lower lip and stubbornly shook her head: "No, it's different."

"Jinsian, getting married must be a serious matter..."

"Yes, I'm careful enough." The man gently pinched the soft flesh on her side with his fingertips, his eyes filled with a triumphant and tender smile. He raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "I thought about it for a second and made up my mind. I have to marry you in this lifetime."

Okay, that was too hasty.

If she really needs to think about it for a long time...

Nan Zhi hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and urgently reminded him, "Didn't we agree that it was only for registering the child's birth?"

Having a household registration is actually very important; at least in S City, having a S City household registration means access to the best educational resources.

"Yes, you could say that," Jin Si Nian replied calmly, his voice deep and tender, his eyes revealing a long-held obsession and deep affection.

He just wanted to get the certificate done first.

I don't want to continue being unofficial.

We've been waiting for this day for a long time.

He waited for three whole years for this marriage certificate, for a legal status; he waited far too long.

Registering the child's household registration was just to appease Zhizhi, a trivial reason.

Reaching the service window, Nan Zhi gripped the hem of Jin Si Nian's suit jacket tightly with her fingertips, which turned slightly white. She struggled internally, unwilling to step forward, and stammered, "Should we...should we think about it some more..."

"We can wait until we've thought things through completely before coming over."

Jin Si Nian lowered his gaze to her evasive and timid eyes, seeing through her every scheme in an instant. His voice was low and gentle, yet every word pierced her heart: "After you've thought it through, Zhi Zhi, will you still be willing to come with me to get our marriage certificate?"

Are you conflicted and hesitant, or are you genuinely regretting it and have no intention of marrying me at all?

"If you go back on your word, your two babies will be born without a legal father. Have you thought that through?"

He knows her too well. Right now, she's only half-heartedly going along with it, but once she gets a chance to back off and calm down, she'll definitely back down completely, run away with the child, and never give him a proper title again in this lifetime.

Nan Zhi was speechless after hearing his words; her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Before she could argue further, Jin Si Nian finalized everything, his tone firm and unwavering: "No need to think about it anymore, we must get the marriage certificate today."

He pushed both of their ID cards and passport photos in front of the staff, and the procedures were completed quickly.

A red-background photo of the couple was taken, a frame captured, and two gold-embossed marriage certificates were quickly printed and steadily handed to the couple.

Stepping out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, a cool evening breeze was blowing.

Jin Si Nian: I finally got my marriage certificate! I've been waiting for this for so long!

Nan Zhi: I actually got my marriage certificate, I'm hopeless...

Nan Zhi was completely dazed. From the moment the red background photo was taken, she was in a daze, her eyes were empty, and she was in a state of blankness and confusion.

Holding the warm, thick red marriage certificate between her fingertips, she lowered her eyes in a daze, with only one thought in her mind.

She actually got married.

It's still with Kings, this big spender.

She felt she had been misled by Jin Nian, but she had no evidence.

Nan Zhi stared down at the couple's photo on the marriage certificate, her face downcast, filled with regret and dissatisfaction with her clothes.

She was dressed too casually.

While taking the photos, the man kept one arm around her slender waist, his palm gently resting on her pregnant belly. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Zhizhi, other people get their marriage certificates with just two people, but we're different. We're four!"

Nan Zhi clutched her own red booklet in her fingertips, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

I still can't believe I actually got my marriage certificate. It was too hasty!

The next second, her wrist went empty as Jin Si Nian snatched the marriage certificate from her hand.

Her hands were empty. She looked up, her eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment, and stammered, "You...don't you...don't you have a copy too?"

Why did you have to steal her book?

One book isn't enough for him!

Jin Si Nian lowered his eyes, his fingertips tracing the bright red cover. He carefully folded the two marriage certificates together, stuffed them neatly into the inside pocket of his suit, and buttoned the pocket. His voice was lazy and gentle: "I'll keep them for Zhi Zhi, so you don't lose them carelessly."

"No, it won't get lost." Nan Zhi raised her small hand to try to grab it, but he gently shielded her, preventing her from touching the pocket at all. "I put all my things in the cloth bag, and they're all kept safe."

"Good girl." Jin Si Nian picked her up and carried her slowly to the car parked by the roadside. His tone was gentle and unyielding. "It's safest for you here with me."

He harbored unspoken selfish motives, which were merely self-comfort.

He kept the marriage certificate firmly by his side, so that if she insisted on leaving or wanted a divorce in the future, she would have to go to great lengths to find the marriage certificate.

As long as he has the marriage certificate, she cannot easily leave, and he will lock it away.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Nan Zhi leaned wearily against his broad, warm shoulder, her whole body aching and weak.

Kings gently took her soft, delicate hand in his, his cheek brushing against the top of her soft hair. His voice was deep and gentle as he asked softly, "Child, are the two babies in your belly being good? Are they making any noise?"

"You had morning sickness before, right?"

"It happened right in front of me. I thought you were disgusted by the smell of alcohol on me."

Nan Zhi's nose twitched slightly, her straightforward and soft voice revealing the truth without any euphemism: "You, you really, really smelled bad back then."

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with a faint smell of tobacco was pungent and unpleasant. She was already nauseous and sensitive during her pregnancy, and the smell made her feel physically uncomfortable.

He still wanted to stick close to me; it was already a favor that I didn't throw up on him...