Lu Beiyuan and Su Nanxing got their marriage certificate, and Qiao Muye was quite happy.
Plus, it wasn't an illusion, the interactions between Su Nanxing and him became more and more natural.
Qiao Muye felt that he was getting closer and closer to the day he could hear that word, "Dad."
The morning after getting the certificate, Qiao Muye made seafood porridge, also some Shumai, along with a few refreshing dishes to cleanse the palate.
When Lu Beiyuan came downstairs in the morning, his face bore a triumphant smile, "President Qiao."
Seeing him, Qiao Muye asked, "What's that in your hand... the marriage certificate? Still holding onto it? Planning to bring it to the company? Aren't you going for your morning exercise?"
Lu Beiyuan said, "Not taking it to the company, I bought a safe. They're delivering it soon. Take a look, doesn't Xingxing look beautiful in the photo on the marriage certificate?"
