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The next morning.

Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Gentlemen, I must remind you that marriage is a lifelong commitment. You can't just get excited and rush into it. I've seen plenty of couples who get married in a flash, and they all end up coming back to me to finalize the paperwork."

The older woman from the Civil Affairs Bureau patiently advised him.

She usually doesn't meddle in other people's business.

The problem is that these two are really... very different in style.

The woman was wearing a beige suit, with a cool and aloof demeanor and exquisite makeup, looking like an elite professional.

In contrast, the man was dressed in cheap clothes and had a blade of grass in his mouth, looking like a hoodlum who tricks elementary school students.

At first glance, this combination seems...

That is, a naive rich girl was fooled by a blond guy and foolishly rushed to fight for love.

"Thank you, sister. I'm perfectly sober."

Su Qingyue gave a perfectly timed smile, then kicked Ye Shu, who was looking at the posters on the wall, in the leg and whispered, "Aren't you going to hand over your ID card?"

Ye Shuzheng was looking at the maternity subsidy notice on the wall.

A monthly subsidy of 300 yuan?

We don't even have enough money for baby formula!

He rubbed his legs and leaned close to Su Qingyue, whispering, "Let's not have a child. We can't afford it, it's not worth it."

"Who wants to have a child with you?"

Su Qingyue blushed and urged, "Hurry up and take out your ID card. We need to take photos this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Ye Shu finally took out his ID card.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade them, the older sister could only shake her head and begin processing their paperwork.

Take a photo, sign, and fill out a form.

The process was surprisingly fast.

Before Ye Shu could react, Su Qing had already pulled him to the red backdrop for taking photos.

"Come on, look at the camera and smile."

With this major life event settled, Su Qingyue's palms were sweating with nervousness when a large hand gently enveloped hers. Turning around, she saw Ye Shu holding her hand, a slightly silly smile on his face.

Seeing his silly expression, Su Qingyue couldn't help but smile, a beautiful curve appearing on her lips.

"Snap!"

The shutter clicked, and the stamp was applied.

The sun was shining brightly outside the Civil Affairs Bureau. Ye Shu held the red marriage certificate in her hand, and was momentarily dazed.

I think of him as a proud, solitary wolf.

Even the Snow Queen of the Snow Country couldn't win him over, and he ended up being tricked into the grave of marriage without even realizing it.

"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and change your clothes."

It wasn't until Su Qingyue's impatient urging rang out that Ye Shu came to his senses, straddled the bicycle, and rode wobbling along the road with his newlywed wife on the back.

Instead of going home, he went to the largest clothing store in Moon City.

As soon as they arrived at the door, a girl wearing black-rimmed glasses came up and stammered a greeting to Ye Shu: "Hello, I'm Xiao Cui, President Su's assistant. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. President, uh no, no, Mr. President... no, Mr. President."

Xiao Cui was incoherent, clearly quite frightened by President Su's sudden appearance of his "husband".

"Surprised? Actually, I'm surprised too."

Ye Shu smiled; it was indeed the case.

"Xiao Cui, take him to change his clothes. I'm afraid this big idiot won't be able to find the place." Su Qingyue rolled her eyes and instructed, "I've already given the instructions. He can just go and change."

"Yes, Mr. Su!"

Xiao Cui nodded quickly.

Ye Shu was led by Xiao Cui to a clothing store that looked unremarkable. This store was strange; it only sold suits, and all of them were only available in one size.

Xiao Cui found the counter and redeemed a suit for Ye.

"Do you need me to help you put it on, Mr. Ye?"

Xiao Cui stutters a little.

She was clearly putting herself in the shoes of a maidservant from ancient times, helping her new son-in-law change his clothes.

The thought made her cheeks flush.

"I can do it myself."

Ye Shu took the clothes and went into the changing room by herself.

A few minutes later, the locker room door opened, and Xiao Cui subconsciously looked up, and then... she froze, her mouth agape in astonishment.

"Wow...you...you..."

Ye Shu, standing before me, wore a well-tailored dark gray suit that perfectly accentuated his tall and imposing figure. Combined with the enigmatic smile playing on his lips, he exuded a unique charm.

This is completely different from the roguishness of before.

Yet it is also similar, more reserved, with a calm demeanor that reveals a touch of wild, irreverent cynicism.

We usually call this a "refined scoundrel".

But Xiao Cui had never seen anything like this before. She couldn't help but stand up, get closer to see, and murmur softly:

"This is incredible! This is a custom-made suit by Master Gulani, a limited edition worldwide. It is said that this master has an eccentric personality and has only made one style since fifteen years ago. He is so demanding that only a very few people can wear it, but even so, countless noble and wealthy young men flock to it..."

A look of amazement gleamed behind Xiao Cui's glasses.

"But this dress looks absolutely stunning on you... like it was tailor-made!"

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

Ye Shu looked at her with amusement.

"It's that exaggerated!" Xiao Cui exclaimed excitedly. "If you weren't President Su's husband, I would have gone to great lengths to win you over!"

"Who are you going to take down?"

A cold voice came from behind.

Xiao Cui froze, turned around, and saw Su Qingyue standing not far away, already dressed in a snow-white evening gown as white as a lotus flower. Her long hair was slightly tied up, revealing her graceful neck and collarbone, and the skirt flowed like mercury, making her appear even more aloof and ethereal, like a fairy under the moon.

At this moment, the fairy raised her eyebrows slightly.

Xiao Cui was terrified and quickly explained, "President Su, I absolutely did not mean to offend Mr. Ye. I just... I just couldn't think of any words of praise for a moment."

Su Qingyue shifted her gaze from Xiao Cui to Ye Shu, and paused for a moment.

I never expected this guy to look so handsome in clothes.

However, she didn't show it on her face, and said indifferently, "Looks pretty good, presentable enough. Let's go."

She turned around and walked out of the store first.

"Try harder next time, sir!"

Ye Shu called out to Su Qingyue's back with a grin, only to be met with an annoyed glare from her.

He didn't mind, and followed her. When he reached Xiao Cui's side, he winked at her and mouthed, "Don't be nervous."

Moon City is located by the sea.

On the beach where the sea breeze was blowing, the sunset was just right.

The photography team was all set and waiting for the male and female leads to appear.

When they saw Su Qingyue arrive on Ye Shu's bicycle, they were all stunned.

"Great, great, that's wonderful!"

The chief photographer slapped his thigh in surprise.

Looking at the bicycle, a wonderful idea instantly flashed into his mind.

"Yes, that's it. Move to the left a bit, put your hand on President Su's waist. Why are you so reserved? That's your wife, not your boss!"

In the footage, Su Qingyue sits on the main seat of Ye Shu's bicycle, wearing an exquisite evening gown, her two straight, fair legs swaying slightly. Ye Shu stands on the other side of the bicycle, one hand on the handlebars, the other seemingly unsure where to put it. Finally, under the cameraman's swearing, he awkwardly puts his arm around Su Qingyue's waist.

The skin beneath her palm felt warm against the thin fabric, causing Su Qingyue's body to stiffen almost imperceptibly, and her cheeks flushed a faint pink.

Like the sunset glow on the horizon, they complement each other.

"Okay, this is the moment! Hold on!"

The chief photographer captured the bride's shy and bashful moment in an instant, with the shutter clicking rapidly.

Even as Ye Shu's hands were almost sore, the chief photographer still frowned at them and muttered, "I feel like something's missing..."

He suddenly looked up, and a flash of light appeared in his mind.

"Give each other a kiss!"

"Want a kiss?"

Su Qingyue was taken aback, her cheeks instantly turning bright red. The girl's shyness made her subconsciously want to refuse.

But she didn't say it yet.

But Ye Shu had somehow already put a foxtail grass in his mouth, and then, with the foxtail grass in his mouth, he lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

The soft grass stems between their lips carried the slightly astringent scent of fresh grass, which strangely eased the awkwardness and tension of direct contact. Su Qingyue suddenly opened her eyes wide and clearly saw Ye Shu's eyes, which were close to hers, filled with a sly smile.

The sea breeze seemed to stand still for a moment, and the gasps of the photographers and assistants around them could be clearly heard.

"Snap! Snap, snap!!"

The chief photographer was so excited that his hands were shaking as he frantically pressed the shutter to capture this incredible and extremely romantic moment.

Instantly separate.

As soon as they separated, Su Qingyue kicked his leg in embarrassment and anger.

"Who gave you permission to kiss me?"

"You're my wife, do I have to report to you before we kiss?" Ye Shu blinked, looking at her innocently.

"you!"

Su Qingyue was speechless at his twisted logic, her blush deepening, but she couldn't refute him.

The chief photographer walked up excitedly.

"President Su, the effect just now was excellent. Please maintain this shy yet annoyed, flirtatious atmosphere for the next photoshoot."

"Anything else?"

Su Qingyue was so embarrassed she almost fainted.

She almost died from that one blow.

"Of course, didn't you ask for a whole album full of photos?" The head photographer looked at her somewhat innocently.

At this moment, Su Qingyue finally understood what it meant to lift a rock only to drop it on one's own foot.

The following filming,

The chief photographer has as many ingenious ideas as the Japanese devils.

"Come on, groom, pick up the bride and spin her around three times. You must show the ecstasy of newlyweds."

The bride pretended to be angry and ran away, with the groom chasing after her.

As night deepened, the night grew more intense.

The sky was dotted with stars, and Su Qingyue was panting heavily from exhaustion.

Fortunately, the last set of photos only required her to lie on Ye Shu's body and look at the stars together; otherwise, she would definitely have deducted the chief photographer's salary.

Her head rested on Ye Shu's chest, but her gaze did not fall on the starry sky. Instead, it followed the foxtail grass swaying in the breeze at the corner of Ye Shu's mouth.

"Ye Shu..."

She suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong? Are you tired?" Ye Shu asked, somewhat puzzled.

Su Qingyue hesitated for a moment, but still silently reached out and grasped his hand that was placed on his stomach, interlocking their fingers, her voice muffled.

"Let's...let's date..."