Meng Yuan wanted to go home to rest, or stay and chat with Nuan Nuan.
She looked at He Mingrun and asked doubtfully, "Where are you taking me? I haven't seen Nuan Nuan for a long time. I want to chat with her, and then I want to see Xia Xia and Yun Qing." She really wanted to see little Yun Qing, she was so cute.
He Mingrun said in a gentle voice, "Yuan Yuan, why don't you come with me to a place first? It will be quick. After we come back, we can go see Yun Xia, and then come here for dinner tonight. Can we?"
She could do whatever she wanted, as long as he was with her.
Seeing his persistence, Meng Yuan agreed.
She looked at Jiang Nuan and said with a smile, "Nuan Nuan, I'll come over for dinner then. I want to eat the dumplings you make."
Jiang Nuan pursed her lips and smiled, "Okay! I'll start preparing them in a moment." The children also wanted dumplings.
"Okay!" Meng Yuan then happily left with He Mingrun.
Mu Jiuchen looked at his wife meaningfully, "Wife, your best friend is truly pure."
Jiang Nuan looked at him doubtfully. Seeing his expression as if he knew everything, she asked with a smile, "Husband, do you know where He Mingrun is going?"
Upon hearing the word "husband," Mu Jiuchen's smile deepened.
This cunning little girl would call him "husband" when she needed something, but just "Mu Jiuchen" when she didn't.
Such an ungrateful thing.
He looked at her dotingly, took her hand, and said, "Mingrun is taking Meng Yuan to get their marriage certificate."
Jiang Nuan blinked her eyes. Looking at the smug man, she had something she wanted to say but didn't know if she should.
You men are all the same, wanting to tie women down with a piece of red paper.
"You are all the same."
Mu Jiuchen's smile faltered, and his expression quickly turned grim. His voice was muffled, "No, He Mingrun and I are different."
"Quibbling!" Jiang Nuan looked down at him from her superior position, "Who was it that kept saying they wanted to get their certificate every day?"
"That's because I cared about you and didn't want you to suffer any grievance, so I wanted to take you to get married." Although he had other selfish motives, he would never admit it.
Mu Jiuchen lounged lazily on the sofa, his smile as gentle as before.
"Heh heh..." Jiang Nuan felt it was pointless to bring up the past.
Things had already passed.
"Alright, you go to work. We're having dumplings tonight, and I'll prepare them. Don't disturb Mom's rest, let her rest more. I'll prepare dinner."
Jiang Nuan smiled, lowered her head, and kissed Mu Jiuchen on the forehead, "This is a reward!"
Mu Jiuchen smiled happily at her retreating back. He damn well loved such rewards.
...
The car stopped at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and Meng Yuan realized that He Mingrun's supposed "errand" was actually taking her to get their marriage certificate.
"He Mingrun." Meng Yuan looked at him sideways. Her small face was red from the cold wind, with a neutral expression, but she looked very cute.
When He Mingrun saw her look at him, his expression became somewhat flustered and at a loss.
The more he cared about someone, the more he cared about her emotions.
"Yuan Yuan, don't say you're angry. You're pregnant now too. I want you to go out with me legitimately, and for us to be together legitimately. I don't want anyone to say a single word of gossip about you, nor do I want you to suffer any grievance because we aren't married."
Getting married to her was another way he showed his care, and it was his responsibility, the responsibility of a husband, and the responsibility of a father.
Meng Yuan looked at his flustered eyes with some helplessness. She knew He Mingrun loved her deeply.
This man was truly adorable.
"You didn't say anything before we came. I didn't bring my household registration book." The book was in her suitcase; her parents had mailed it to her when she bought the house.
He Mingrun smiled mysteriously, took out Meng Yuan's household registration book, and waved it in front of her: "I'm sorry, Yuan Yuan. This morning when you were changing, I saw your household registration book in your suitcase, so I brought it along. Now, let's go get the certificate, Yuan Yuan."
What else could Meng Yuan say? He was willing to give her a proper status, so why should she be coy?
"Let's go." Meng Yuan opened the car door, ready to get out.
"Wait, Yuan Yuan."
He Mingrun quickly grabbed her hand, took out a beautiful red velvet box from his bag, and opened it with a smile.
Inside appeared a very large diamond.
He slowly took it out and looked at Meng Yuan.
Her eyes sparkled, and her smile was gentle. "Yuan Yuan, do you mind if I propose to you here? The proposal ceremony must happen."
Meng Yuan looked at his sincere expression and the dove-egg-sized white diamond ring in his hand.
There was a hint of hesitation on her face.
"I don't mind you proposing to me here, but I suggest you let me wear such a large diamond."
Meng Yuan asked with a bit of amusement, "He Mingrun, why did you think of buying such a large diamond ring?"
She guessed he must have seen it somewhere.
Following suit.
Indeed, the next moment, she heard He Mingrun's surprisingly amusing answer.
"Yuan Yuan, I saw it on television. Not long ago, a man proposed with a diamond ring the size of a pigeon's egg, and his fiancée was so happy."
Meng Yuan looked at his happy, handsome face and couldn't bear to dampen his spirits.
"He Mingrun, can't you have your own ideas and creativity? It's enough that I know your intentions. Diamonds aren't about size; suitability is the best."
He Mingrun: "..." He had always thought that the bigger the diamond, the deeper his love was.
So that wasn't how it worked.
"Never mind, Yuan Yuan. This diamond ring will look absolutely beautiful on you. I found a famous designer to design it for you. Your hands are already very beautiful, and they will look even more beautiful with the ring on."
He Mingrun suddenly looked at her seriously and sincerely: "Yuan Yuan, I, He Mingrun, have nothing else but a heart full of love for you. Yuan Yuan, will you marry me?"
There were no ornate words, but there was a sincere heart.
He was like a pure young man experiencing first love, looking at the woman before him with eyes full of starlight.
Meng Yuan was still moved. Her eyes involuntarily turned red, "He Mingrun, I will."
He Mingrun blinked his gaze, filled with tenderness. When he heard the words "I will,"
In his heart, in his world, thousands of pear trees bloomed.
After a moment of stunned silence, he recovered from his surprise. He looked at Meng Yuan, his eyes slightly moist, his voice hoarse and affectionate, "Yuan Yuan, I love you!"
He took her finger and slid the diamond ring onto it. The size was just right. Wearing it on Meng Yuan's hand made her hand appear even more fair and noble.
"Beautiful," He Mingrun smiled like a child.
Meng Yuan felt it was a bit exaggerated, but she was still very happy.
The two got out of the car to get their marriage certificate.
Ten minutes later!
He Mingrun, holding the hot marriage certificate, felt so excited he could fly.
No wonder the ancients often said that the bridal chamber on the wedding night was as exciting as succeeding in the imperial examinations.
That feeling of excitement was something only he could truly experience.
"Haha..." He Mingrun kissed the festive red marriage certificate and couldn't help but grin foolishly.
Meng Yuan looked at him speechlessly and playfully pinched his ear, "Alright, it's too cold outside. Let's go to Nuan Nuan's place."
He Mingrun, whose ear was being pinched: "..."
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