Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

"Qiqi, good morning. Did we wake you up? We told you to eat quietly!" Grandma He said kindly, but her next sentence was an indiscriminate attack on all the He family members present.

"No, no, I always wake up very early... Good morning, Grandpa He, Grandma He," Wen Xi said, his hands behind his back, stopping two meters away.

"I'd be even happier if you removed the character 'He' from it," Grandpa He joked.

Wen Xi was stunned, then immediately realized that her identity had changed, and quickly corrected herself.

"Grandpa, Grandma,... Dad, Mom... Good morning..." Her voice was soft and pleasant to hear.

"Okay, sure." Grandpa He's wrinkles smoothed out.

"Good girl~" Grandma He seemed to have heard enough.

It's so nice to have a granddaughter; she's so sweet and gentle, unlike all these cold, indifferent men in this room.

"Hmm." He Youjun also changed his usual serious expression, and his face showed a hint of displeasure.

"Qiqi, come and eat." Bai Xue waved her hand, her voice trembling, as if she had become ten years younger.

Having given birth to three sons, she has the most authority to speak on this matter.

She wanted a daughter from her first pregnancy, but ended up giving birth to three little devils.

The maid quickly set out the bowls and chopsticks, and she naturally sat next to He Tingchu. He Tingchu, understanding the situation, pulled back the chair.

Actually, the He family had almost finished eating, and the servants were ready to clean up, but now everyone sat back down to eat with her.

Several curious eyes swept over the two of them, and while Wen Xi was engrossed in his meal, the whole family exchanged glances frantically.

He Tingchu peeled an egg and placed it on the white porcelain plate in front of her, then poured a glass of hot milk. He turned to her and said gently,

"Be careful, it's hot."

"Why didn't you wake me up this morning?" Wen Xi asked, head bowed, slightly annoyed.

"Oh, I forgot." He Tingchu looked completely bewildered.

"Remember to call me next time," Wen Xi said unexpectedly.

It makes her seem so immature, when she is supposed to be a lady from a respectable family.

"We don't have that many rules in our family." Despite being scolded, the person was surprisingly in a good mood.

"..." Wen Xi gave him a dismissive look.

"Qiqi, come with me to the auction later. Mom wants to buy you a few sets of jewelry so you can wear them in rotation..." Bai Xue was going to the auction today.

"Um, Mom, I won't need it at school," Wen Xi said hesitantly.

"Sitting at the auction house must be tiring. Why don't you go with Grandma to try on some cheongsams? I was just thinking of taking you to get a few outfits made. Qiqi has a good eye, so help Grandma with some suggestions."

"Um, Grandma, I don't think I'll ever have a chance to wear it." Wen Xi offended two people with just two sentences.

"Uh///" Wen Xi burped.

Is she really bad at speaking?

"We have something to do today, we're going to get our marriage certificate." Seeing her predicament, He Tingchu helped her out.

"Yes, getting the marriage certificate is important, otherwise it's illegal," everyone said in unison.

After breakfast, according to the He family's custom, the young couple respectfully served tea to their elders. Wen Xi received several family heirlooms and a large red envelope, and his dimples remained on his face.

She carried the family heirlooms back to her bedroom to pack, looking as guilty as if she had done something wrong. He Tingchu promised her that she only needed to stay at the He family home for one night before she could go home.

She worked quickly and efficiently, stuffing four large suitcases to the brim, three of which contained valuable items.

"A robbery?" He Tingchu pushed open the door, pointed to the luggage next to the door, and his pupils widened slightly.

Oh no, we've been found out.

Is it really appropriate to take all the gift money with you?

But her family is short of money right now, and every penny comes from Kant's funds.

She's already "sacrificed herself," so it's not unreasonable for her to accept a small bribe.

However, upon closer reflection, the Wen family didn't have many relatives attending the wedding. Since they lived far away in Haicheng, only three or four tables of relatives came. The rest were wealthy relatives from the He family.

Let's just split it 30/70.

"These two boxes are for you, and I'll take this one with me?" Wen Xi casually pushed the two boxes to his feet, while tightly guarding his own box.

He Tingchu was both annoyed and amused.

"It's all yours."

"He Tingchu, you're so kind," Wen Xi praised enthusiastically.

Someone is in a great mood.

He Tingchu carried four large suitcases downstairs. Bai Xue was arranging flowers in the flower room, looking puzzled.

"After getting the marriage certificate, I plan to go back to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law, and I won't be coming back."

"Of course, your parents are going back to Haicheng soon. You and Qiqi should spend more time with them these few days." Bai Xue saw them to the door.

Wen Xi smiled gracefully as she bid farewell to the He family. He Tingchu, holding onto the passenger door, placed his palm on the top of her head and unceremoniously shoved her inside, strapping her to his white Bentley, and stepped on the gas.

The moment the He family's old house disappeared from the rearview mirror, Wen Xi breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's all finally over.

This is just the beginning.

These past two days, her face has been practically frozen from smiling so much. Now, she can switch expressions in an instant, becoming completely serious.

"Professor He, I sent you the draft agreement I prepared last night. Did you read it?"

Now the name has changed again.

He's a colleague.

Or a teacher?

The man held the steering wheel with both hands, looking straight ahead, concentrating on driving.

"If you have any opinions, please speak up quickly. I'll write them down, and we'll be at the Civil Affairs Bureau soon."

The He family's home is about a half-hour drive from the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"There's only one condition: during the marriage, Mrs. He must strictly cooperate with and fulfill her marital obligations." He Tingchu raised his eyes indifferently.

"Of course, to outsiders, we are husband and wife after all." Wen Xi agreed without thinking.

"I have no objection to anything else." The man's narrow eyes slowly narrowed.

"Hmm, what about the assets?" Wen Xi typed into the document and edited it.

"All the premarital property under my name belongs to the joint property of the couple," He Tingchu blurted out.

"May I ask how much property Professor He owns?"

"Not much, but it should be enough to support you."

Wen Xi smiled faintly, deciding not to make things difficult for him. After all, he was a professor; how much salary did he earn?

Moreover, Hanyu is currently burning through cash, and it's probably already operating at a loss.

"How much do you professors earn? I have five million in my account, which I've saved up through hard work over the years. If you cooperate a bit, I can still support you." Wen Xi raised an eyebrow.

...

He Tingchu wanted to laugh inwardly, but he pretended to be serious on the surface.

"Then, I shall respectfully comply."

The thought of supporting He Tingchu made Wen Xi quite smug.

He probably didn't spend much money, judging from the few pieces of clothing he owns.

Civil Affairs Bureau

Even though young people these days aren't very enthusiastic about getting married, the marriage registration office is sparsely populated, while the divorce registration office has long queues of people waiting to get a number.

Neither of them had experience with marriage, unaware that young people nowadays prepare photos in advance beforehand. When the staff asked, they were completely bewildered.

Fortunately, there were people on site to take marriage certificate photos, but their skills were just so-so.

"Go over there to take your wedding photos," the staff member pointed.

The two sat awkwardly on small stools in front of the photographer, their bodies stiff and tense.

"Come closer, you're getting married, not divorced. Why do you look like you were kidnapped?" the photographer joked, trying to ease the tension.

"Don't be nervous, give me a smile."

Wen Xi flashed eight big white teeth, a standard fake smile.

He Tingchu's expression was cold and stern.

"Bride, stop faking a smile. Groom, are you an ice cube? Don't keep that long face..."

"Click, click..." The photographer snapped several photos, showing that the two people in front of him were clearly a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

But why is the final product still not good?

They don't look like a married couple at all.

There was no romantic, flirtatious atmosphere like that between lovers.

Finally, the photographer couldn't hold back any longer.

"The groom should be thrilled to have married such a beautiful wife, why does he look so bitter and resentful? Bride, your husband is as good as a male model, aren't you happy about that?"

What?! They say he's a male model?! He Tingchu's face stiffened even more; his icy expression was quite comical.

Wen Xi burst into laughter, He Tingchu's pupils contracted slightly, and a hint of unbearable helplessness flashed across his lips before the final "click" sounded.

That's fine, the wedding photos will do.

With the wedding photos ready, and without much effort, two freshly printed red marriage certificates were in hand.

"Happy marriage!" The staff member smiled and handed over the marriage certificate.

"Thank you." He Tingchu smiled and calmly took out a lot of wedding candies from the bag and handed them out to the staff. At this moment, Bing Tuozi learned how to fake a smile.

The divorce registry office was bustling with activity, including a middle-aged couple still arguing over child custody.

"I don't want Xiaobao. I can't take care of him. Besides, my income isn't as high as yours. Xiaobao won't be able to have a better life..." The middle-aged woman choked up.

"I don't want to either. What will my future wife think?" The man looked impatient.

"You're thinking about marriage before you're even divorced? Are you having an affair behind my back?"

"Your son has your surname, are you even a man! You actually don't want Xiaobao..." the woman roared, large tears falling down her face.

"He's your son, and even his own mother doesn't care. All he cares about is living a carefree life. You're so old, and you still want to get married?"

The two despised each other and spoke harshly to each other. It is clear that only two people who love each other can enter into marriage, so why did the years wash away all their true feelings?

Wen Xi glanced to the side and saw the little boy sitting blankly in the corner. She suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.

"How about I take you out to buy ice cream?" Wen Xi slowly squatted down in front of the little boy, covered his ears, and asked softly.

"Thank you, sister, but no, thank you. My parents will worry if they don't see me," the little boy replied obediently, his eyes sparkling.

"Do you want some candy?" He Tingchu patted his head and took out a chocolate from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Thank you, Uncle!" Xiao Bao tore open the candy wrapper, stuffed it into his mouth, and made a face.

He Tingchu pursed his lips.

The little boy called her "sister" and him "uncle"...

They're from different generations now.

"How about this, I'll take you to the door to wait for Mom and Dad. That way, they can see you, and your sister can play with you, okay?"

"it is good."

Wen Xi bought a bubble machine at the entrance and blew bubbles with Xiao Bao. The colorful bubbles shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight, and a beam of light shone evenly through the dappled leaves onto Wen Xi's little face.

She pouted and blew bubbles, her face bathed in soft light, her dimples appearing and disappearing. I never expected this crybaby to have this personality.

He Tingchu looked up, his thoughts momentarily drifting away.

In the lobby, the middle-aged couple eventually got into a physical fight at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The man slapped the woman, and the woman hysterically kicked him twice. The staff pulled the two apart and scolded them, saying that the custody process would not be processed until the issue of custody was agreed upon.

So they were kicked out by the staff.

The woman, her face flushed and tears streaming down her cheeks, hurriedly ran out, grabbed the boy, and got into the taxi parked outside. The man was still cursing and swearing behind them.

Looking at the two men with their menacing expressions, Wen Xi felt a bitter pang in her heart. Her eyelashes fluttered, and her voice was barely audible.

"He Tingchu..."

"Um?"

"When we get a divorce, let's not make it like this, okay?"

The man's smile vanished instantly.