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The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning.

The gates of the Xinghai Civil Affairs Bureau were tightly closed.

There's still a full hour before we open for business.

After the concert ended last night, the two rushed back to Xinghai from Beijing overnight, barely getting any rest.

Lin Yan wore a plain white shirt, loose casual trousers, and canvas shoes.

Shen Qingqiu was also wearing a white shirt, tucked into light blue high-waisted jeans, and white sneakers.

Both of them were wearing black baseball caps and sunglasses.

There were no formal dresses, no paparazzi, and no bodyguards clearing the way.

They stood hand in hand on the steps, looking nothing like two big shots who could shake the entertainment industry; they seemed more like they were out grocery shopping and stopping by to run a small errand.

"Did you have to come so early?"

Lin Yan yawned and reached out to tuck Shen Qingqiu's wind-blown hair behind her ear.

"Finish it as soon as possible so you can go home."

Shen Qingqiu took his hand, her fingers slipping between his fingers to intertwine with his.

Lin Yan glanced down at her, said nothing, but simply tightened his grip on her hand.

Nine o'clock sharp.

The roller shutter door slowly rose.

The clerk in charge of registration, Xiao Liu, had just picked up his thermos, ready to take a sip of hot water. When he looked up and saw the two people walking in, he froze on the spot.

No matter how low you pull the brim down, it won't help.

He couldn't possibly mistake the face that had been repeatedly shown on the Bird's Nest stage and the big screen last night.

Especially that lazy, languid air.

You won't find another one like him in the entire entertainment industry.

"You...you are...?"

Xiao Liu stammered, his thermos wobbling so much that the water almost spilled.

Lin Yan took off her sunglasses and smiled at him.

"morning."

"Let's get a marriage certificate."

Xiao Liu opened his mouth, but couldn't find his voice for a long time.

They were holding a concert at the Bird's Nest yesterday, and this morning they came to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate.

Isn't this itinerary a bit too hardcore?

Fortunately, their professional ethics are still intact.

Verify documents, fill out application form, take photos, and take an oath.

There was no clearing of the area, nor were there any special passages.

The two mingled quietly among the other newlyweds and completed the entire process peacefully.

When taking the photo, the photographer stared at the two people in the lens, and his hand froze for a moment.

"You two... come a little closer."

Lin Yan turned to the side and pressed his shoulder against Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu looked at the camera, his usual aloofness and indifference much more pronounced.

The shutter is pressed.

"Click."

The photo freezes in time.

Shortly after, the staff placed the two marriage certificates under the machine.

"Click".

The stamp was applied.

Two bright red booklets were handed to the two of them.

Congratulations to you both.

Xiao Liu handed over the marriage certificate with both hands, his voice still a little unsteady.

Wishing you a long and happy marriage.

"Thanks."

Lin Yan took the marriage certificate and glanced down at it.

The two people in the photo are sitting side by side.

Name, photo, and official seal—everything was there.

From this moment on, their relationship was no longer just that of a public couple, nor was it just a couple that the entire internet tacitly acknowledged.

Rather, they are legally recognized couples.

Lin Yan closed the marriage certificate and took Shen Qingqiu's hand.

"Let's go, Mrs. Lin."

Shen Qingqiu paused slightly.

I couldn't see her eyes through her sunglasses.

But she didn't correct her; she just responded softly.

"Um."

The two strode out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The whole process took only fifteen minutes.

Several screams suddenly erupted in the lobby of the Civil Affairs Bureau only after they got into the car parked on the side of the road.

Holy crap!

"Were Lin Yan and Shen Qingqiu just ahead of us in line?"

"They got their marriage certificate?!"

"I actually got my marriage certificate in the same hall as Lin Shen!"

Some people frantically pulled out their phones, while others stared at the door, still completely bewildered.

Ten minutes ago, everyone just thought that the couple in front of them had excessively good figures and temperament.

Looking back now, they were no ordinary couple.

Those were two walking trending topics.

……

Hillside villa.

At 10:30 a.m., the sun was shining brightly.

Lin Yan placed the two marriage certificates side by side on the coffee table in the living room.

He looked at it for two seconds, then turned and went into the kitchen. He took a black apron that he usually used for cooking from the hook and placed it next to the marriage certificate.

Red book, black apron.

The composition is simple, but the meaning is quite clear.

Lin Yan took out his phone and found a good angle.

"Click."

After taking the photos, he logged into his main Weibo account.

There was no build-up.

There was no lengthy, sentimental story.

There was absolutely no prior promotion.

He uploaded a photo with a caption.

[Got the marriage certificate. Just letting you know, I'm not writing songs anymore; I'll be staying home to watch the house and do the dishes.]

an examination?

nonexistent.

Lin Yan clicked send directly.

Almost at the same second that the message was successfully sent, the top-floor office of the "Don't Want to Go to Work" entertainment group fell into a deathly silence.

Old Liang was drinking tea from his thermos.

The notification sounded for special attention, and he casually clicked on it, only glancing at it once.

"puff!"

He sprayed a mouthful of tea all over the computer screen.

"Cough cough cough!"

Old Liang choked until his face turned red, and while wiping the screen with tissues, he pointed at his phone.

"What's gotten into this little brat now?!"

"It's one thing that he didn't tell us about such a big thing as getting a marriage certificate beforehand, but now he's not writing songs anymore?"

"Who approved his retirement?"

Xue Zhiqian, who was playing games on the sofa, suddenly trembled.

The game character on the screen lost his footing and fell off the cliff.

The screen turned gray.

game over.

Xue Zhiqian, however, didn't care about his poor performance and threw down the controller to stand up.

"You're not writing songs anymore?"

"He's only been in the industry for a short time, and he's already retiring?"

"No, he's retired. What am I supposed to do?"

"I haven't decided on the title track for my next album yet!"

Old Liang turned to look at him: "Is the issue now about your main song?"

"Of course!"

Xue Zhiqian looked grief-stricken.

"I can give a gift when he gets married, but who will write songs for me when he retires?"

Beside him, legal counsel Zhang adjusted his glasses, his tone completely indifferent.

"Strictly speaking, Mr. Lin has already achieved financial freedom."

"President Shen gave him a building worth 1.5 billion. Even if he just lies in his office collecting rent every day, the interest will be enough to last him several lifetimes."

The office fell silent again.

Old Liang stared at Old Zhang.

"Whose side are you on?"

Old Zhang looked down and opened the documents.

"I am only stating the facts."

Xue Zhiqian paused for two seconds, then spoke softly:

"So what does this mean?"

"Trying to live off a woman?"

Old Zhang thought about it.

"And it's doing very well."

Old Liang's vision went black.

This company is doomed sooner or later.

……

on Weibo.

The hashtag "Lin Yan got her marriage certificate" had just gone viral when "Lin Yan announced she would no longer write songs" followed closely behind, taking the top spot on the trending list.

The two entries, one after the other, quickly dominated the homepage.

When netizens clicked on the photo, they were still screaming over the two red certificates.

When she saw the apron and caption next to her, her smile froze on the spot.

This time, the entire internet wasn't just touched by the sweetness.

He was frightened.

"What the hell?! You're getting married, fine, but why aren't you writing songs anymore?!"

"While others are handing out wedding candy after getting their marriage certificates, he flipped the dinner table in the entertainment industry while doing so?"

"This guy lives off a woman so brazenly, I can't even argue with him!"

"Help! Is the only living god of wealth in the Chinese entertainment industry going into seclusion?"

"Lin Shen, if you don't write songs, what will we listen to in the future? That mass-produced electronic garbage?"

"You've got a wife, so you've given up your career, huh?"

"Brothers, grab your weapons! Go to the hillside villa, tie him up, and take him back to the recording studio!"

"Does anyone have the address? I'll provide the rope!"

"I'll drive!"

"I'm choosing Xue Zhiqian!"

Xue Zhiqian quickly appeared below this comment.

[Xue Zhiqian: Why me?]

Netizens immediately replied:

"Because you are close to him."

"Because you lack a title track."

"Because you're in the most hurry."

In just over ten minutes, the number of comments exceeded 100,000.

Countless fans were crying and wailing inside.

They watched as Lin Yan used song after song to completely expose the chaotic state of the Chinese entertainment industry.

Now, this man, holding his marriage certificate, has packed up and is ready to go home and become a stay-at-home husband.

And judging from his tone, he didn't seem to be joking.

The people in the music association are getting anxious.

The record company is in a panic.

The studios of various singers are also in a hurry.

The phone kept ringing into the "Don't Want to Go to Work" entertainment group.

Everyone is asking the same question.

Is Lin Yan truly retiring, or is he just playing with abstract concepts?

However, no matter how many netizens tagged him, Lin Yan's account remained completely silent after the Weibo post was published.

It seems like he wasn't the one who caused a huge uproar in the entertainment industry at all.