This Really Doesn't Leave Me Any Chance to Show Off

He Qing looked at Xu Yanche. "Do you regret it?"

There was a hint of displeasure in his tone.

Xu Yanche took out his phone, snapped a photo, and posted it on Moments.

"No, I just suddenly got a little nervous."

Hearing that Xu Yanche did not regret it, He Qing finally relaxed.

Beauty truly led people astray. He had only been kissed a few times, and he had been coaxed into getting their marriage certificate. How utterly spineless.

How could I regret it? He's tall, rich, and handsome, and he even has golden light around him. He's a person of great merit.

He Qing reached out and pinched Xu Yanche's earlobe. "Let's go buy Mom a gift."

Although He Qing did not understand why he was supposedly a person of great merit, he figured his little wife must have been praising him.

Xu Yanche had still been a little dazed, but He Qing's words immediately brought him back to his senses. "Okay, okay."

He first had He Qing hold their marriage certificates.

Then he took a photo of their hands holding the certificates and posted it on Weibo using his Long Aotian account.

Long Aotian: Got our marriage certificate (^▽^) [Photo]

He generously sent a red packet to the group chat with his friends as well.

It was a two-thousand-yuan red packet set for thirty people to grab.

The moment he sent it, he quickly tapped it himself and grabbed thirty yuan.

Xu Yanche said happily, "Let's go."

He got into the car cheerfully and fastened his seat belt.

He Qing, who had been about to fasten Xu Yanche's seat belt for him: ...Fine, fine. This really did not leave him even the slightest chance to show off.

He Qing took out his phone and sent a photo of his marriage certificate to the five-person group chat.

He also posted it on Moments so everyone would know that Xu Yanche had married him.

Just to show off a little.

Make all those single dogs die of envy.

Now that they had gotten their certificate, the weight in He Qing's heart finally lifted. He no longer had to worry about Xu Yanche running away.

Zhou Jinsu: Old He, your speed is impressive. It's only been one day, and you've already gotten the certificate. Damn.

Zhan Yushan: Not bad, President He. You moved pretty fast. Could you share some experience with your brothers? If I meet someone I like someday, maybe I can use it.

Zhou Jinsu: Forget it. With your playboy personality, you should spare some good girl the trouble.

Yang Huaichuan: I agree with Jinsu.

Zhan Yushan: You guys are going too far.

Xu Yanche leaned over. "What are you looking at?"

He Qing put away his phone. "Nothing."

Xu Yanche eyed He Qing suspiciously.

He must be chatting with his little lover. I get it. Rich families usually have a mistress, a fourth mistress, a fifth mistress, and so on. I'm a generous person. As long as the money comes through later, I won't interfere.

Tsk, no, no. I can't let this philandering radish kiss me in the future. It's too dirty. If he fools around with other people and catches some filthy disease that gets passed on to me, that would be terrible.

The veins on He Qing's forehead throbbed.

Sometimes, he truly admired Xu Yanche's ability to come up with wild ideas all day long.

Did he really look like the kind of person who slept around?

He Qing handed his phone to Xu Yanche, his tone gritted. "Look."

Xu Yanche: "???"

What act is he putting on now?

Xu Yanche accepted it in confusion. "And then?"

He Qing tried his best to calm himself. Then, in as even a tone as possible, he said, "You can check my phone whenever you want in the future."

This good? Then if I secretly use He Qing's phone to transfer a few dozen yuan to myself, he probably won't notice, right?

Xu Yanche symbolically looked through He Qing's chat screen.

There were two messaging apps: one specifically for work, and the other for friends and family.

Only then did he belatedly realize that He Qing might be letting him check his phone to prove that he was completely innocent.

So he seriously scrolled through the chat pages and checked the contacts list too.

Then he looked through the photo album as well.

As a result, he discovered that most of the photos in it were of him.

???? Why does this person's phone have photos of me? And the recent dates are pretty fresh—just from the past few days. The earliest one was actually taken the second day after he woke up. Fuck, is this guy some kind of pervert?

He Qing's face darkened even further after hearing Xu Yanche's thoughts.

He was truly about to be angered to death.

He genuinely could not understand why Xu Yanche was sometimes so clever, yet at other times could not get his brain around the bend.

He had made it this obvious, yet Xu Yanche was still twisting his meaning. This was too much.

Xu Yanche moved swiftly, immediately deleting every photo from the album.

Then he returned the phone to He Qing, his attitude incomparably sincere. "Here. You should be pretty busy, so I'll just go see my mom by myself."

Oh my god, this guy is a huge pervert. I need to stay farther away from him.

He Qing was nearly furious to death.

He looked at Xu Yanche with fire in his eyes. "Xu Yanche."

Xu Yanche looked at He Qing in confusion. "Mm? What is it?"

Is he regretting the marriage? Hehe, if we get divorced, I can split the property. Hahahaha.

He Qing felt as if his lungs were about to explode from rage.

Sometimes, he truly wished he could not hear Xu Yanche's inner thoughts. Then he would not get this angry.

He Qing closed his eyes. "From now on, let's live properly together. You're my first. Since we've gotten the certificate, I will guarantee one hundred percent loyalty to you. Stop making things up about me."

Hiss, why did this guy suddenly say so much?

No, no. Was my expression just now not convincing enough, so that's why he said such a long string of things? Wait, no, no—hold on. He said I'm his first.

Fuck, I actually picked up a huge bargain.

Hearing that Xu Yanche was no longer wildly making things up about him, He Qing finally felt relieved.

He searched online for what gift he should buy for his mother-in-law.

Xu Yanche took out his phone and called his mother.

It was answered after three rings.

A very gentle female voice came from the other end. "Hello, Yanyan. Have you eaten?"

Xu Yanche fiddled with the marriage certificate in his hand. "Um, Mom, I got my marriage certificate with someone today. It's the person I told you about last time. I'll bring him home for you to meet in a bit."

There was a long silence on the other end before she said, "Okay. Mom will make your favorite braised pork."

Xu Yanche was no longer nervous. "Mom, I also want cold enoki mushrooms, extra spicy, and pickled cabbage fish. Your pickled cabbage fish is my favorite."

Jinshu took out a small notebook and pen and wrote down the dishes her son wanted to eat. "Okay, okay, okay. I'll make them for you later. I bought two pineapples at the supermarket today. How about I make pineapple sweet-and-sour pork too?"

Xu Yanche's eyes lit up.

He slapped his thigh. "Okay!"

He Qing looked at the thigh that had been slapped and frowned slightly. This little wife had quite a bit of strength.

Jinshu said, "Then what does He Qing want to eat?"

Xu Yanche turned to He Qing. "He Qing, my mom is asking if there's anything you want to eat. Don't name anything too difficult."

He Qing said, "I'm not picky."

Xu Yanche happily reported back, "Mom, he said he wants stir-fried eggs with chili peppers and cold preserved eggs."

I'm such a clever little genius. That way, they're all dishes I like.

Seeing how happy Xu Yanche looked, the corners of He Qing's lips lifted slightly as well.

His little wife was so cute.

Jinshu fell silent on the other end of the call.

She seemed to have heard He Qing say that he was not picky. He had not said he wanted anything in particular.

Though speechless, she was also relieved.

It seemed her son was doing fairly well over there.