The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

“You – you…” An Xiaxia stammered and didn’t know what to say. In the end, she could utter nothing beyond the usual “rascal” and “dog.”

Sheng Yize had long gotten used to such protest. Instead of backing off, he went even further until An Xiaxia reluctantly called him “hubby.”

He lay back on his pillow and looked out the window, feeling that the world had never been as pleasant as now.

The sky was dark, how beautiful; the stars were twinkling, how nice; and the moon was so round, how lovely…

The most wonderful of all was that his first love was now lying next to him. She had become his wife and they were going to spend the rest of their lives together.

An Xiaxia poked his chest. “When Grandma Sheng gets better, I’ll divorce you if you don’t treat me kindly enough.”

Sheng Yize chuckled. “No problem.”

His reply was so brisk that the only thing An Xiaxia could think of was: he tricked me!

The next day, she couldn’t find her marriage certificate anywhere after searching through all her bags and pockets.

She made a mess in all the rooms as she mumbled, “Where did it go…”

Sheng Yize acted as if nothing had happened. He busied himself in the kitchen and even made an effort to call out, “What on earth are you doing? You’re making such a mess.”

“Um… it’s nothing.”

She wasn’t going to tell Sheng Yize that she had lost her marriage certificate the day after they got married.

–

Diguang Bank.

The safe that was kept exclusively for the head of the Sheng family was finally put to use after so many years and the employees of the bank were eager to see what precious belongings Mr. Sheng’s assistant was going to send here.

It turned out to be… marriage certificates in the form of two red booklets.

What the heck?

Those two booklets were going to be the only contents of a safe with the highest level of security? Seriously?

The assistant said tentatively, “Mr. Sheng has enjoined that these are his most valuable belongings. Make sure you keep them very safe.”

“Heh… fine…”

–

That weekend.

Su Xiaomo asked An Xiaxia out to enjoy afternoon tea together.

Su Xiaomo laughed at her mercilessly the moment she showed up. “Haha! Hello, Wife Xia! Call me Maiden Su from now on, thank you!”

“Knock it off… There’s a reason we got married…” She would never have gotten married if Grandma Sheng’s life hadn’t been hanging in the balance.

Strangely, though, that mysterious caller had indeed never called her after that last time, as if the person had disappeared off the face of the earth. An Yibei and Papa An were living peacefully, too.

“Nonsense! Would you have married Qi Yanxi if his grandma got sick?”

“Qi Yanxi doesn’t have a grandma…”

Su Xiaomo rolled her eyes. “Whatever. Idol Yize has always been the only one from the very beginning. Just admit it!”

An Xiaxia was too shy to say anything.

Because she realized that… Su Xiaomo did have a point.

The waiter approached them and said apologetically, “Ladies, a crew is going to shoot a scene in our restaurant in a moment. Sorry about any inconvenience caused.”

Both expressed their understanding with generosity.

A couple of minutes later, an entire crew filed in. The main actress only arrived when everything was set.

And it was an old acquaintance: Luo Qianxi.

She spotted Su Xiaomo as well and strutted toward them in her high heels. “Hello, there, ex-girlfriend.”

“Get lost or get your ass kicked!” Su Xiaomo said in her commanding voice.

Naturally, Luo Qianxi wouldn’t stop there. “Why? You’ve broken up with He Jiayu and you’re trying to keep it from everyone? You didn’t get dumped, did you?”