They were still standing on the steps in front of the civil affairs bureau.
They both had waited too long for this day, waiting with much difficulty.
"You young people today, get a little money and forget your manners, showing no respect for your elders. You really are like a dog that bites Lü Dongbin, not recognizing a good person’s heart."
The auntie who stamped the papers just now seed to have just reacted, chasing after them to scold Ji Chicheng.
Ji Chicheng frowned, his face darkened.
Ji Anning sensed that his arm was relaxing, and his lips were about to pull away, estimating he was planning to retort the auntie.
She almost didn’t think, raised her hands, and hugged his waist tightly, standing on tiptoe, turning from passive to active.
Successfully diverted Ji Chicheng’s attention.
"Young people these days are really thick-skinned; their values are extrely improper!"
The auntie walked away, muttering, and only then did Ji Anning release Ji Chicheng.
Ji Chicheng turned his head, giving the auntie a dark look, seemingly ready to confront her.
Ji Anning held his hand, "Uncle, in such a beautiful, exciting mont, shouldn’t we be magnanimous, don’t you agree?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Chicheng curved his lips, reached out and lifted Ji Anning’s chin, "Yes, everything my wife says is right."
Ji Anning blushed, pushing away his hand, lowering her head shyly, "You’re crazy."
"Yeah." Ji Chicheng nodded, "If not crazy, how could I love Ji Anning so much?"
This love talk... really caught one off guard.
Ji Anning’s heart was fluttering like a deer in panic, her hands hanging by her sides slowly rising, inching towards Ji Chicheng’s hand, then using her forefinger to scratch his palm lightly.
...
The taboo uncle/niece pair went to the civil affairs bureau to get their marriage certificate, made a fuss, and even put on a PDA at the entrance for more than half an hour. Successfully grabbing the entertainnt headlines, they went viral on Weibo within hours.
Comnts increased by the thousands, and their content was quite colorful.
’In this world, if a tree doesn’t want its bark it will surely die, a person without sha is invincible. You criticize, while we do our own thing.’
’Cold dog food being smashed haphazardly on my face.’
’Quick, give two pounds of dog food.’
’My heart’s taken a thousand hits, I need dog food to heal, preferably with a handso and rich uncle for to be with.’
’If we don’t mind the relationship between them, seeing them stand together like this, they really do make a good match.’
’You haters, whether they’re happy or not is none of your business, you’re just envious, jealous, and hateful.’
After taking a shower, Ji Anning lay on the balcony, holding her phone, scrolling through Weibo comnts about her and Ji Chicheng registering their marriage and showing affection at the civil affairs bureau.
Although the majority of comnts were cursing, there were also a few supportive ones. As she was engrossed, Ji Chicheng suddenly appeared behind her, reaching out to snatch her phone away.
She got up to reclaim it, but Ji Chicheng turned lightly, easily dodging her.
However, seeing him also browsing the comnts, Ji Anning didn’t try to snatch it back, standing beside him, tiptoeing to peek.
"Why are you liking them?"
Ji Chicheng was liking the good comnts. This would be visible to others, making Ji Anning anxious.
Reaching out again to grab the phone, Ji Chicheng didn’t let her succeed, raising it high, out of Ji Anning’s reach, his slender fingers deftly tapping the screen.
Heavens! What is he doing?
Sending...red...envelopes!
Yes, Master Ji was sending Weibo red envelopes.
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