novelraw Chapter 0176 My Remaining Life Is All About You
Chapter 0176 My Remaining Life Is All About You
on Tuesday.
An ordinary workday.
The atmosphere in the top-floor office area of the Limitless Group was somewhat subtle this morning.
Because President Jiang, who is known as a "model worker" and works year-round without a break, unusually took half a day off on a weekday morning.
On the itinerary, the three-hour blank space was simply marked with five words: "[Important personal matter]".
……
The Civil Affairs Bureau in the city center.
Because it was a weekday, there weren't many people in the lobby, and there weren't long queues.
Sunlight streamed in through the glass doors, making the room bright and airy.
Jiang Ci and Wen Ning sat side by side in front of the registration window.
Both of them were wearing simple white shirts.
Clean and spotless, free from dust.
"Please sign here."
The staff handed over two copies of the "Marriage Registration Review and Processing Form".
Jiang Ci took the pen.
He has signed countless commercial contracts worth billions of dollars in his daily work, writing swiftly and decisively without ever hesitating for a moment.
But at this moment, I'm holding this black ballpoint pen that costs only a few dollars.
His hands were actually slightly clenched.
He wrote his name carefully and solemnly in the "male" column.
Jiang Ci.
Wen Ning turned her head and looked at his well-defined fingers.
He looked again at the two characters on the paper, which were written with such force that they seemed to penetrate the paper itself.
She smiled, lowered her head, and signed "Wen Ning" in the woman's section.
Two names.
They are placed side by side.
From that moment on, they were bound together by life and death, honor and disgrace.
The staff checked all the documents and forms.
Pick up the stamp on the table.
Congratulations to you both, happy marriage!
"Click".
A deep, steady, and powerful thud.
The steel seal bearing the national emblem pressed heavily onto the two red marriage certificates.
It was pressed down on that red-background photo of them smiling side by side.
The legal constraints were officially in place at this moment.
An indescribable sense of weight instantly struck the two of them.
Jiang Ci stretched out his hands.
I received the two thin, yet incredibly heavy, red books from the staff.
A thin, burning light flickered in his eyes.
……
I walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The early summer sun was a bit dazzling, but the warmth was just right.
Wen Ning held her own marriage certificate in her hand.
She stopped in her tracks.
Hold the red certificate high in the air, facing the sunlight.
Jiang Ci in the photo did not have his usual aloofness.
He looked at the camera, his eyebrows relaxed, and a gentle, unguarded smile bloomed on his lips because she had secretly tickled his palm.
That was Jiang Ci, who belonged only to her.
"Jiang Ci."
Wen Ning looked at the documents in her hand, her voice somewhat unsteady, feeling as if it were all a beautiful dream.
"That's... the end?"
Nine yuan.
A few sheets of paper.
She completely turned the head of this powerful and influential tech empire in City A, worth hundreds of billions, into her private property.
She turned her head and looked at the man beside her.
"So... this has... got you hooked?"
Jiang Ci stood in the sunlight.
Looking at her incredulous and charming expression.
He chuckled softly.
My chest vibrated, filled with boundless pleasure and satisfaction.
He stepped forward.
He reached out, embraced her slender waist, and pulled her into his arms.
With his other hand, he took the marriage certificate from her hand, stacked it together with his own, and held it firmly in his palm.
"You've got it backwards."
He lowered his head, his gaze deep and focused on her eyes.
"You've been trapped by me."
"Protected by law, valid for life."
"You'll never be able to run away again in this lifetime."
He moved closer to her.
His warm breath brushed past her ear, carrying an extreme tenderness and solemnity.
"Mrs. Jiang."
He softly uttered the name he had silently repeated a thousand times in his heart.
"The rest of my life."
Please give me your guidance.
Wen Ning's heart skipped a beat.
She looked up at his eyes, which were filled with love.
Her eyes were slightly warm, but her smile was brighter than the sunshine.
Mr. Jiang.
Please give me your guidance.
……
On the way back.
The black Maybach drove smoothly on the main road.
Jiang Ci didn't rush to start the car.
He sat in the driver's seat and placed the two marriage certificates side by side on the center console.
Then, he took Wen Ning's left hand.
The five-carat pink diamond ring refracted a dreamy light in the sunlight.
He held her left hand tightly with his right hand.
Their fingers were intertwined.
I took the phone, found the right angle, and snapped a photo.
In the picture.
Hands clasped together, a sparkling diamond ring, and two bright red marriage certificates in the background.
"what?"
Wen Ning watched his actions with some curiosity.
Jiang Ci remained silent.
He opened WeChat.
His WeChat Moments has always been a cold, horizontal line.
There's no life, no scenery, and they don't even bother with the company's promotional materials.
All of Jiang's partners and business tycoons know that he only uses WeChat to discuss deals worth billions of dollars.
But at the moment.
Jiang Ci clicked on the "camera" icon that he had never used before.
I selected the photo I had just taken.
Caption.
There are only eight simple words, yet they carry immense weight.
My wish has come true; the rest of my life is with you.
Click.
send.
This is more than just a post on WeChat Moments.
This is a declaration to the entire Beijing entertainment circle, to all partners, and to the world.
His weakness, Jiang Ci's life, has been legitimized.
The moment this post was sent on WeChat Moments.
The entire business community of City A, the alumni circle of University A, and Limitless's internal group.
It completely exploded.
"Buzzing—"
Jiang Ci's phone started vibrating incessantly, with a continuous stream of notification sounds.
The number of likes on the red message skyrocketed at a visible speed, instantly surpassing a thousand.
Mr. Li from Hongyuan Capital: [Congratulations, Mr. Jiang! Happy marriage! May you have a long and happy life together!]
University A President: [Congratulations to alumna Jiang Ci! A perfect match, a match made in heaven.]
Zhang Annian: [Holy crap!!! Ci-ge finally got a permanent position! A cause for celebration! The boss's wife is awesome!]
Jia Pengxiu: [The gift money is ready! When is President Jiang going to hold the banquet?]
Su Qing: [Congratulations. Mrs. Jiang, from now on, this beast is under your control.]
The comments below were all likes and blessings, forming a long queue.
Wen Ning leaned closer and looked at the messages that kept popping up on his phone.
"You're making way too much noise..."
She couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement, "I bet everyone in City A knows you're married now."
"What I want is for everyone to know."
Jiang Ci locked her phone screen.
It was carelessly tossed aside.
He turned to the side and helped her fasten her seatbelt.
I don't care what others think.
"I just want them to know that you are the rightful Mrs. Jiang. From now on, everyone in this circle will have to treat you with utmost respect."
He started the car.
The Maybach slid into traffic.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
"A little." Wen Ning rubbed her stomach. "I didn't dare eat much this morning because I was taking pictures."
"So, what kind of big meal should we go out for to celebrate? French food? Or Japanese food?"
On the first day after getting their marriage certificate, there should have been a grand candlelight dinner.
Jiang Ci looked at the road conditions ahead.
A faint smile played on her lips.
"I don't eat out."
He turned the steering wheel and drove towards Jinxiuyuan.
"go home."
"I'll cook you noodles."
Wen Ning paused for a moment, then her eyebrows curved into a smile.
"it is good."
……
They did not book the luxurious revolving restaurant.
There was no extravagant use of champagne and roses.
They returned to the apartment that had once confined them, but was now filled with the warmth of everyday life.
Jiang Ci took off his suit jacket and casually draped it over the sofa.
He rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt and went into the kitchen.
Wash your hands, boil water, and make noodles.
The movements were skillful and natural.
In just twenty minutes.
Two steaming bowls of plain noodles were served on the table.
The broth is clear and the noodles are thin and soft.
Each bowl of noodles is topped with a perfectly fried, golden-brown sunny-side-up egg, sprinkled with a few sprigs of bright green scallions.
The simple longevity noodles symbolize longevity and long life.
The two sat facing each other.
As dusk fell outside the window, the city's neon lights began to flicker.
The restaurant was lit by warm yellow chandeliers.
The steam rose between them, blurring their features but making the feeling of "happiness" all the more distinct.
Wen Ning picked up her chopsticks.
She looked at the simple bowl of noodles in front of her, then at the man sitting opposite her.
He no longer possessed the imposing, aloof aura that once inspired fear.
He was just a husband who cooked and cleaned for her.
"Jiang Ci."
Wen Ning called his name softly.
Jiang Ci raised his head.
Through the steam, his eyes were filled with a tenderness that time could not erase.
Wen Ning picked up the warm water from the glass next to her.
Hold it up in front of him.
She smiled, her eyes crinkling, her cheeks flushed with happiness.
"Happy marriage, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Ci's heart was as soft as a pool of spring water.
He also picked up his water glass.
I gently touched her cup.
A crisp "ding" sounded.
Happy wedding.
He gazed at her.
"Mrs. Jiang."