"No... I mean, there's no need to be in such a rush..."
"So you want to back out?" Su Mo said decisively, not wanting to argue with her any further.
"I'll go get the household registration booklet. You go change your clothes. We'll leave in ten minutes."
"......"
The weekday traffic was smooth, and the two stopped in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau just as the clock struck eleven. Su Mo held the steering wheel and glanced at her.
Have you thought it through?
...You've already brought everyone here, so asking this question now seems a bit pretentious.
Jiang Jianhuan suppressed his inner grumbling and nodded solemnly.
"Um!"
Su Mo was clearly satisfied with the answer. He smiled, opened the car door, and led her inside.
"Future Mrs. Su, you can't back out now."
Chapter 74
Going in and coming out again, the sun was still shining brightly outside, the traffic flowed in an orderly manner, and strangers hurried by. Everything was the same as usual, except for them.
Jiang Jianhuan held the red booklet in her hand, still feeling a sense of unreality. She looked up at Su Mo, just as he lowered his eyes.
The two looked at each other and unconsciously started to giggle, their eyes sparkling in the sunlight.
"Mr. Su, we're getting married."
"Mmm." Su Mo pressed her forehead against hers, a smile spreading across her face.
"Mrs. Su, please give me your guidance."
Life seemed the same as usual, yet something seemed to have changed. One day in late summer, Jiang Jianhuan was taken by Su Mo to a completely unfamiliar place.
Just a short walk from her company is a high-end residential area with wide roads, tight security, and a quiet atmosphere that gives people a sense of security.
Su Mo led her to a small red and white villa, pressed the door key code, and then pushed it open to go inside.
The first thing that catches the eye is the bright and clean living room, with off-white furniture, a crystal chandelier, wooden floors, and huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The curtains are light green, fresh and clean, a color that Jiang Jianhuan likes very much.
The house has two floors. There are two rooms on the first floor, which are decorated like a normal home, with a fresh and simple style. One of the rooms is a little smaller and warmer, with small tables and chairs, sea blue walls, and star-patterned curtains.
She turned her head to look at Su Mo and blinked.
Is it what I think?
His eyes flickered slightly, and he coughed lightly, his fist pressed to his lips. "Better safe than sorry..."
"......"
Jiang Jianhuan went upstairs, and it was pretty much as she had imagined: a unified decor and color scheme, a master bedroom, a second bedroom, and a study, which still contained a lot of music equipment.
That was Su Mo's personal workspace.
Compared to the cold, gray-black place where the two of them currently live, this house is much warmer, and many details are elements that Jiang Jianhuan likes, showing that it has been carefully designed.
From small things like a vase on a cabinet at the end of a hallway or a painting on the wall, to large things like the style and color of furniture and the overall aesthetic.
If the previous house clearly belonged to Su Mo alone, then this one was gradually refined according to Jiang Jianhuan's preferences, while also incorporating Su Mo's personal style.
It looks like home.
"Do you like it?" Jiang Jianhuan stood on the balcony railing, gazing at the distant scenery. Su Mo hugged her from behind and asked softly.
"This isn't my home, what's the point of liking it or not?" Jiang Jianhuan said deliberately. "Why did you bring me to someone else's house?"
"I'll give it to you." Su Mo couldn't help but chuckle. She stared at him for a few seconds, then reached out and vigorously rubbed his face.
"When did you buy it? And you kept it from me for so long—you only found out after the renovations were finished! Su Mo, you've only been married a few days and you've already learned to keep secrets?! Huh?!!!!"
"Ah...I was wrong." He begged for forgiveness, whispering in her ear using a new skill he had recently learned.
"Honey, I was wrong. I just wanted to surprise you..."
Jiang Jianhuan was most vulnerable to Su Mo's voice; with just a little manipulation, Su Mo could completely destroy Jiang Jianhuan.
I used to be unable to stand him calling me "baby," but now I'm his wife.
On the day they got their marriage certificate, Su Mo was cooking in the kitchen. The main dish was braised duck with beer. Halfway through cooking, he suddenly called out to her.
"Honey, get me a bottle of beer from the fridge."
To put it bluntly, Jiang Jianhuan was stunned for a full minute before he reacted. Su Mo had already dried her hands and come out, only to find her sitting on the sofa, looking up at him blankly.
Su Mo called her that somewhat intentionally, but he didn't expect Jiang Jianhuan to react so strongly. He couldn't help but laugh and went over to squat down in front of her.
"What's wrong?" Su Mo paused for a few seconds, then leaned close to her lips and whispered.
"Wife..."
Jiang Jianhuan suppressed the urge to shiver, regained his senses, looked at the teasing eyes in front of him, and suddenly reached out his hands to cover his face, blocking out the mocking expression beneath.
"You did this on purpose..." She felt a little embarrassed and aggrieved, but more so ashamed. Su Mo cleared her throat twice and pulled her hand down.
"Yes, that's me." Su Mo said very seriously. "As compensation, you can call me husband."
"..." Jiang Jianhuan paused for two seconds before speaking.
"You'd better go cook something," she said, then added, "I'm a little hungry."