Nian Ueno

A black domestically produced sedan was parked across from R University.

Jiang Weixi remembered the license plate number, crossed the road, and walked straight towards the car.

I wonder what Mr. Ji wants to talk to her about?

Jiang Weixi had a series of guesses flashing through her mind, unsure of his thoughts.

The rear doors popped open automatically.

Ji Dongxun sat on the inside, dressed in a sharp suit, his face cold and stern: "Get in the car."

No unnecessary words.

His voice was as cold and hard as he was.

Jiang Weixi bent down and got into the car, sat down next to him, and closed the back door behind her.

The force was very light.

Xiao Zhou was driving today.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Xiao Zhou gently reminded her, "Miss Jiang, the back door isn't closed."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Weixi looked up at the mirror and paused for a moment when her eyes met Xiao Zhou's.

Xiao Zhou smiled and raised the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Weixi lowered her eyes, concealing the complex emotions within them, and then slammed the car door shut again.

Ji Dongxun indicated that the car could be started.

Xiao Zhou gripped the steering wheel, stepped on the gas, and drove away from R University.

A look of confusion flashed across Jiang Weixi's eyes.

How did it start?

She glanced at Ji Dongxun, who stood silently like a statue beside her. Although she was intimidated by the icy aura emanating from him, she couldn't resist her curiosity and asked, "Mr. Ji, where are we going?"

Ji Dongxun lifted his eyelids and gave her a meaningful look.

The girl's eyes were round and big, clear and innocent.

He looked away, inwardly cursing her for being such a good actress.

How could I not know where to go?

Ji Dongxun didn't want to answer her obvious question, so he remained silent.

Jiang Weixi stared at his profile for a few seconds, and seeing that he didn't want to pay attention to her at all, she pursed her lips, sat up obediently, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Xiao Zhou was driving and would occasionally glance at the two of them through the rearview mirror.

Mr. Ji asked him to drive the car to the Civil Affairs Bureau, but he didn't know what he was supposed to do there.

Aside from marriage and divorce, the Civil Affairs Bureau doesn't seem to offer many other services.

Could it be...?

Is Mr. Ji getting married?

With whom?

And the girl in the back row?

Xiao Zhou felt he had finally figured it out, and suddenly his eyes widened as he let out a scream like a groundhog in his mind.

At this moment, he especially wanted to share this gossip with others.

But he was driving, so he didn't have a hand to reach for his phone to type.

Xiao Zhou had a lot on his mind, but his expression remained unchanged, as if he was driving seriously.

Jiang Weixi leaned back in her chair, scrolling through her phone with her eyes lowered.

She was looking at the comments under her account.

Sun Yongshu has been harassing her for almost half a month, and many people have posted videos of it online.

Now almost all of her fans know about this.

Many passersby who stumbled upon her profile also learned about this.

Public opinion was not favorable towards her.

In matters involving romantic scandals between men and women, the woman is often more likely to have her reputation ruined.

Some people have started fabricating facts, and all sorts of rumors are being spread without warning.

Jiang Weixi remained calm upon seeing the smears, even feeling a sense of schadenfreude, as if she had grown accustomed to such behavior.

Since becoming a blogger, her mental resilience has increased several times over.

Jiang Weixi contacted a lawyer she had previously worked with and sent a lawyer's letter directly to the person spreading the rumors.

Now she handles these kinds of things with ease.

Being entangled with these rotten people and rotten things still gave her a headache.

My inbox was flooded with private messages, filled with insults and comments from business owners.

She had to go through them one by one.

Sometimes I feel powerless.

A message popped up at the top of the screen.

[Song Jingming: Ms. Jiang, have you been in trouble lately? Would you like to consider my suggestion from last time? Join our Zhicheng Media, and we'll send a professional public relations team to help you handle your public relations crisis.]

Jiang Weixi stared at the message, genuinely tempted.

Next year, in the second semester of my junior year, I will also need to prepare for the recommendation and admission to graduate school, so there will be even less time available.

perhaps……

She thought about it for a moment and decided to close the chat window for the time being without replying to Song Jingming.

"get off."

A man's cold voice rang in her ears, and Jiang Weixi came back to her senses. She subconsciously pushed open the car door and got out. Once she stood up, she looked up and saw the three big characters "Civil Affairs Bureau".

Jiang Weixi was still in a daze, not having reacted yet.

Ji Dongxun strode past her, tossing out a "Follow me" before entering the hall.

An idea flashed through Jiang Weixi's mind, but she still found it unbelievable.

In an instant, my heart started racing.

Is it what she thinks?

Xiao Zhou was equally excited.

Xiao Zhou followed behind Jiang Weixi, eager to share the news with others.

But he held back.

What if it's a misunderstanding?

Jiang Weixi entered the hall and obediently followed Ji Dongxun. She reached out her hand, intending to tug at his sleeve, but then remembered that he seemed to have a serious case of mysophobia, so she withdrew her hand.

"Mr. Ji," she called him softly.

The two had already reached the registration window.

Ji Dongxun stopped and turned to look at her, his cold eyes still devoid of emotion.

"Mr. Ji, what...why did you bring me here?"

Ji Dongxun frowned slightly: "What do you think?"

Is that even a question?

Can't she tell?

Or are they just pretending to be stupid?

Jiang Weixi voiced her guess: "You...you're not...going to marry me, are you?"

Ji Dongxun didn't speak, his eyelids lowered, just staring at her.

Jiang Weixi's heart jumped, and she nervously clenched the hem of her clothes.

After a dozen seconds, he replied with only one word: "Mm".

Ji Dongxun sat down outside the window and exchanged a few words with the staff.

The staff handed out several forms.

Ji Dongxun picked up his pen and began filling in the blanks quickly.

Jiang Weixi stood there, her heart pounding, still feeling incredulous, as if she had suddenly won the lottery.

Ji Dongxun glanced at her: "Sit down and fill it out. Don't waste your time."

Jiang Weixi quickly sat down next to him, took the "Application for Marriage Registration Instructions," and filled in her personal information.

After they finished filling out the forms, the two handed them to the staff.

After the staff member checked the materials, her gaze lingered on Ji Dongxun's face for a moment, clearly recognizing him, but her professionalism kept her calm.

"You two go to the photo studio over there to take your wedding photos. Once the photos are ready, come right over here and I'll get your marriage certificate."

The two stood up and walked into the photo studio.

Jiang Weixi looked at her phone and suddenly said, "Wait a minute, I'm going to the restroom, I'll be right back."

She rushed to the bathroom and tidied her hair in front of the mirror.

She just casually tied her hair into a low ponytail today. If she had known she was going to take wedding photos, she would have dressed up properly.

Jiang Weixi took apart her hair and quickly braided a loose side braid.

She looked at herself in the mirror from left to right; her makeup was very light, but she still looked pretty.

Jiang Weixi straightened her collar and hurriedly returned to the photo studio.

Ji Dongxun stood at the door waiting for her and noticed her change at a glance. Although he didn't understand the significance of changing his hairstyle, he didn't say anything.

He glanced at his watch and said calmly, "Let's go in."

Jiang Weixi could tell he seemed to be in a hurry, so she didn't dawdle and quickly went inside.

Someone as busy as him probably took some time to come and get their marriage certificate with her.

The photographer, holding up his camera, directed, "You two, move closer!"

Ji Dongxun didn't move, but Jiang Weixi glanced at the distance between them and moved closer.

Photographer: "Smile."

Jiang Weixi flashed a bright smile, revealing her white teeth.

Photographer: "Okay, that's all."

In the red-background photo, the girl has a bright smile, while the man remains as serious as ever.

Jiang Weixi held the photo carefully, her heart filled with joy, not minding his indifferent expression.