Chapter 871: Marriage Registration

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Wen Chi rubbed her little head and said, “We’ll discuss it later.”

The main reason was that he did not want to make her suffer.

A wedding should be every woman’s dream. He did not want her to have any regrets.

Over the weekend, Wen Chi sent Gu Huanhuan home with many big and small bags.

Mrs. Wen was grinning from ear to ear. Her son was finally getting married, and she could show off to her sisters, relatives, and friends.

After discovering they were getting married, Mrs. Wen held Gu Huanhuan’s hand and sat on the sofa. She then returned to the bedroom and took out a wooden box that carried a vintage look. It would not take much to realize it was one of Mrs. Wen’s precious belongings.

“Come, Huanhuan, take a look. Is there anything you like?” Mrs. Wen asked, opening her box of prized possessions to Gu Huanhuan.

Gu Huanhuan was stunned by its contents.

“These were passed down by Wen Chi’s grandmother when she departed died. I’m giving it to you now.” Mrs. Wen smiled, gesturing to the precious family heirloom.

Gu Huanhuan’s eyes locked on a bracelet. It sparkled with an emerald hue, almost translucent. Although the color had solidified with time, it did nothing to detract from its beauty.

“Auntie, this is too expensive. I can’t accept it.” Gu Huanhuan hurriedly waved her hand. It was too precious. She would have no way to explain herself if she were careless and lost it.

“Silly child, why are you still calling me Auntie? You and Wen Chi are getting married soon. You should be calling me mother,” Mrs. Wen chided.

Gu Huanhuan’s face instantly turned pink.

“Take it; it’s yours to keep or pass on should we have a daughter in the future,” Wen Chi chimed in.

Gu Huanhuan finally accepted the box after Wen Chi and Mrs. Wen persuaded her. It weighed heavily in her hand, but it was a comforting weight that brought a smile to her face. It was proof that they had acknowledged her.

The more Mrs. Wen looked at Gu Huanhuan, the more she liked her. Gu Huanhuan was simple and unadorned, yet able to maintain her conscience even in such an environment.

She knew that Gu Huanhuan had just won the Best Actress Award, and her future shone brightly with the promise of even greater heights. Yet, she had chosen her son. How could Mrs. Wen not treat her well?

“Thank you, Mom,” Gu Huanhuan said shyly.

Mrs. Wen held her hand tightly.

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Monday, Civil Affairs Bureau…

The staff handling the marriage certificate glanced at the two newlyweds before him.

The man was gentle and elegant, with an outstanding temperament.

The woman was petite and delicate, with red lips and white teeth, her complexion as smooth as milk.

They were a perfect couple.

The staff member felt that the woman looked familiar as if he had seen her somewhere before, but he could not put the finger on this elusive sense of familiarity.

Wen Chi and Gu Huanhuan wore matching outfits, jeans, and a white shirt.

“Are you both marrying willingly, with full knowledge of what it entails?” The staff member asked as a matter of routine just before he put the final stamps on their documents.

Wen Chi glanced at Gu Huanhuan and replied with a smile, “Yes.”

Gu Huanhuan nodded.

“Alright, I wish the two of you a hundred years of happiness and a long life together.”

When the staff member finished speaking, they officially became husband and wife.

As it was a Monday, many people registered at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Although Gu Huanhuan wore a simple white shirt and jeans with her long hair tied behind her head, she could not conceal her aura, which seemed to scream ‘Celebrity!’

“Look, isn’t that Huanhuan?” A voice cried from the crowd, attracting everyone’s attention. Some people even started taking photos of the newlywed couple.

Soon, the registry of the Civil Affairs Bureau became very lively.

Wen Chi held Gu Huanhuan’s hand and left quickly.

Gu Huanhuan was a little dumbfounded. How had she been recognized in civilian attire?

It would not be long before word of her marriage would find its way into the papers.

Gu Huanhuan was not concerned about this. She had already reported the news of their marriage to Sister Gao and the company.

She was only concerned that the media would intrude upon their private lives.

Just as she expected, the news of her marriage became the number one trending topic on Weibo that night. Unbeknownst to her, it would only signal the beginning of much larger waves to follow.