Chapter 213: Back To Get The Marriage Certificate; Love You But Doesn’t Say It, Just Does It

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The cold wind blew, making the shadows of the trees sway. When the overlapping shadows landed on Yan Wangchuan, he appeared even darker.

Song Fengwan moved slightly toward Fu Chen and lowered her voice. “Third Brother, are you feeling awkward now?”

Fu Chen glanced at her and didn’t say anything. How could I have known that Yan Wangchuan would return so quickly?

Fu Chen had always been good at scheming against people, and he had always been the one plotting against others. But this time, he felt like he had been thrown away after being used, making him extremely unhappy.

“Senior Brother, you went to Nanjiang in the morning. Why are you back so soon?” Qiao Aiyun took out her keys from her bag. Although she was surprised, she felt a little sweetness in her heart.

Yan Wangchuan didn’t say anything and just stepped back to let her open the door, his eyes fixed on Fu Chen.

If I didn’t come back in time, I might not have known that Fu Chen stabbed me in the back.

He’s so sinister and cunning.

“Aunt Yun, since I’ve sent you back, I’ll take my leave first.” Fu Chen wasn’t stupid. Yan Wangchuan’s gaze looked as though it could eat him, so he couldn’t stay here for long.

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“Come in and have some tea.” Qiao Aiyun had already opened the door. “Why are you in such a hurry? It’s still early.”

“Second Sister-in-Law will be going overseas tomorrow morning. She might have some things to tell me before she leaves.” Fu Chen was always able to find reasons that people couldn’t refute.

Before Qiao Aiyun even spoke, Yan Wangchuan suddenly said, “I’ll see you off.”

Song Fengwan looked deeply at Fu Chen, her eyes clearly saying: Take care.

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She had seen Yan Wangchuan beat someone up before. He was really vicious and ruthless.

Fu Chen always had Buddhist prayer beads, and he was gentle and elegant. With his identity, naturally no one dared to have any conflict with him, so it was unknown what he was capable of.

If they really fought, he might be at a disadvantage.

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Yan Wangchuan and Fu Chen walked to the parking lot, neither of them speaking along the way.

“Mr. Yan, wait.” Fu Chen fiddled with his car key.

“Fu Chen…” Yan Wangchuan clenched his fists, and his knuckles turned white. He clenched his fists tight and then loosened them, as if he was hesitating about whether to punch Fu Chen directly.

“Ending the alliance, Mr. Yan, aren’t you kicking me to the curb once I’ve outlived my usefulness too quickly?”

“The foundation of an alliance is non-existent, so it should end,” Yan Wangchuan said seriously.

Fu Chen licked the inside of his cheek with the tip of his tongue. What Yan Wangchuan says is true. The foundation of the alliance was to woo Aunt Yun and Wanwan. Yan Wangchuan has already achieved his goal, so he naturally doesn’t need this alliance anymore.

“Do you really think that everything is settled? You can get a divorce after getting married. Furthermore, there’s still nothing between the two of you.” Fu Chen chuckled softly.

His words made Yan Wangchuan feel extremely uncomfortable.

“We will get married soon,” Yan Wangchuan said very confidently.

Fu Chen smiled. “I’ll wait and see.”

“Wanwan is only seventeen. You have to wait a long time.”

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Fu Chen had just stabbed him with a knife, and his counterattack was a sharp arrow shot through his chest, making Fu Chen’s chest hurt.

Under the night sky, the two of them looked at each other silently as undercurrents surged.

It seemed like whoever looked away first would be the loser.

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Shi Fang and Qian Jiang were following not far behind, quietly waiting for Yan Wangchuan to leave.

Shi Fang yawned. “Why are these two starting this again? They’re looking at each other so affectionately. How long are they planning to look at each other?”

Fu Chen smiled first. “Mr. Yan, it’s getting late. Let’s talk again when we have time.”

Yan Wangchuan watched him get into the car and leave before turning around and walking back.

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When Yan Wangchuan returned to the Qiao residence, Song Fengwan was making honey water while Qiao Aiyun had already changed her clothes and put on an apron.

“Senior Brother, you haven’t eaten yet. Let me make you a bowl of noodles.”

“Okay.” Yan Wangchuan’s gaze softened as he watched her bustle about in the kitchen.

“Why didn’t you call me when you came back? Weren’t you cold waiting at the door?” Qiao Aiyun turned her head to look at him. He was still wearing the same clothes he wore in the morning, so she could tell that he had rushed back.

“It was cold. My phone was out of battery.”

“How long were you in Nanjiang? Why are you back so soon?” Qiao Aiyun asked casually.

But his answer left her dumbfounded once again. “I took my residence booklet and came back to register our marriage.”

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She suddenly exerted force on her fingertips and broke the green onion in her hand.

In the living room, Qiao Wangbei, who was drinking honey water, almost choked to death. He held his chest and kept coughing. He’s usually silent, but now he’s giving a big blow as soon as he makes a move?

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Song Fengwan patted Qiao Wangbei’s back and looked at Yan Wangchuan in astonishment. Isn’t this too fast?

“Senior Brother, I think this is too fast…” Qiao Aiyun stammered while pinching the green onion in her hand. Who said I wanted to register a marriage with him? What’s going on in this person’s mind?

“It’s the weekend tomorrow. We’ll go on Monday, giving you time to prepare. I can wait two days.”

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How can he only give me two days to prepare for such a big thing?

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“I still think it’s too fast.” Qiao Aiyun’s heart was pounding rapidly. She never thought that someone could still make her heart palpitate and tremble wildly at her age.

Although he wasn’t very interesting and was too straightforward, he didn’t lie.

These words sounded far more touching than sweet nothings.

Just as Qiao Wangbei calmed down and took another sip of the honey water to get over the shock, he almost choked to death when he heard what Yan Wangchuan said next.

Yan Wangchuan said very seriously, “I can’t wait any longer.”

Qiao Wangbei patted Song Fengwan’s arm. “Wanwan, I’m a little dizzy. Send me to my room upstairs.” I can’t stay in the living room anymore.

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Song Fengwan knew that her uncle wanted to give them some space, so she helped him walk upstairs. But they didn’t go to the second floor. Instead, they stopped at the corner of the stairs and started to eavesdrop.

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Qiao Aiyun had already cut the ingredients, so she took out the handmade noodles leftover from earlier from the fridge. Her face was slightly red.

Yan Wangchuan’s words were too direct, and she really couldn’t handle it.

“Senior Brother, I still think it’s too early to register marriage.”

“You don’t want me? Do you regret promising me?”

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Qiao Aiyun took a deep breath. “In your world, are things only either black or white? If I say to take it slow, it doesn’t mean that I’m rejecting you or regretting it. I have to think about such a big matter properly.”

“How long do you need?”

Qiao Aiyun wished she could throw the knife in his face. It’s so difficult to talk to him. “Give me some time to think about it first. Let’s not talk about this anymore. How about we change the topic?”

“I want to kiss you.”

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Qiao Aiyun stiffened. How am I supposed to answer this?

“You told me before. If I have any thoughts, just say them. I want to kiss you right now.”

Qiao Aiyun looked slightly awkward. “Actually, you don’t have to say such things…”

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“Don’t say it, just do it?”

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Qiao Aiyun really wanted to smash his head open to see what kind of structure it had inside.

He was just like a wall as he stood at the entrance of the kitchen and waited for her to reply. His expression became increasingly stiff and dark, as if he had been bullied by her. At this moment, Qiao Aiyun felt that he was like a big dog and wanted to go over and smooth his fur.

As a mother, she really couldn’t bear to see such an expression.

She sighed…

Do I have to take the initiative for this kind of thing? I didn’t even reject him. Why is he so slow-witted?

In that case, how are we going to spend our lives together in the future?

Qiao Aiyun walked toward him. The two of them were getting closer, but a certain someone still didn’t move. Qiao Aiyun was hopping mad. This damn blockhead.

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Do I have to take the initiative for everything?

But a certain someone’s breathing was getting heavier, and his gaze was unusually hot.

But he just didn’t move.

After a few seconds, he said in a hoarse voice, “Can I?” His breathing became heavier.

Qiao Aiyun nodded.

The next second, he abruptly hugged her into his embrace. His heart was pounding so hard that it hurt her eardrums. His arms tightened around her, and his eyes were burning…

But Yan Wangchuan only pecked her lips twice, not going too far.

“Actually, you really don’t have to say anything for these kinds of things.” Qiao Aiyun blushed and turned around to continue cooking the noodles for him.

“I’m afraid you’ll reject me or feel uncomfortable.” Yan Wangchuan’s love for her was too deep, so he was too careful.

In this battle of love, Qiao Aiyun had all the initiative. He actually felt very insecure, but he just didn’t say it.

He knew that his personality was flawed and was worried that Qiao Aiyun wouldn’t want him anymore if he did anything wrong.

“I will work hard and treat you well.” Yan Wangchuan really didn’t know how to say sweet nothings, so he could only give her promises.

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Qiao Aiyun felt a little sour in her heart. In her heart, Yan Wangchuan was mighty and serious, and he would never say such words in such a lowly manner. “I will consider the matter of getting the certificate.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Wangchuan suddenly hugged her from behind.

Qiao Aiyun held her breath and didn’t dare to move.

“Am I doing this right?”

Qiao Aiyun was caught between laughter and tears. He’s so quiet, but his practical and comprehension skills are quite good. I dared to say that he didn’t need to speak up for such things, and he really did it directly.

“There are many things I don’t know how to do. You have to teach me slowly, and I’ll learn them by heart.”

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At the corner of the stairs, Qiao Wangbei and Song Fengwan looked at each other as if they had seen a ghost.

To be honest, with Yan Wangchuan being so serious, this contrast was cute and charming.

Later on, Qiao Aiyun found out that some things really couldn’t be taught casually.. After the student learned them, he killed the teacher.

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