Extreme Pampering
Chapter 184: Getting the Certificate.

Chapter 184: Chapter 184: Getting the Certificate.

After New Year’s Day came Qin Xiaoran’s wedding, she initially planned to have Shen Zhiyi as her bridesmaid, but since the bridesmaid group was full of her close friends, Pei Yu did not feel comfortable letting Shen Zhiyi mingle with them.

"He really doesn’t trust me at all," Qin Xiaoran complained to Shen Zhiyi on the wedding day, "Brother Pei Yu must still remember how you were troubled at my birthday party. Times have changed, and my bridesmaids are all trustworthy friends, not some random messy people."

Shen Zhiyi smiled and soothed her, "That’s not what he meant; he just doesn’t want me out of his sight."

Compared to being somebody’s bridesmaid, Pei Yu of course preferred her to always be by his side.

Qin Xiaoran sighed, "Too clingy, don’t you find it annoying?"

She had wanted to ask this for a while, especially after hearing that Shen Zhiyi didn’t schedule many jobs last winter, spending all her time with Pei Yu.

"It’s okay," Shen Zhiyi genuinely felt it wasn’t too bad, "not too clingy."

Qin Xiaoran looked at her mournfully and asked softly, "Really? Then why didn’t you come to the last bachelorette party? And the time before that, why did you decline my invitation to the exhibition?"

Each time it was because she couldn’t make it, no time, all occupied by Pei Yu.

Shen Zhiyi fell silent for two seconds before reluctantly nodding under her questioning, "Okay, maybe a little."

"He’s insecure," she rested her chin in her hands, watching the makeup artist style Qin Xiaoran, "he’s afraid you’ll take me out to messy things."

Qin Xiaoran shuddered slightly, finding it hard to associate "insecurity" with Pei Yu; in her eyes, Pei Yu was just being domineering, overly possessive, something she couldn’t stand in a partner.

"My husband has to roll back to Canada after we get married," she stroked her hair, feeling fortunate, "I can’t stand clingy people."

Shen Zhiyi laughed, the clinginess was mutual in fact, and she also depended a lot on Pei Yu at times, just not as obviously and was too embarrassed to let others know.

During the wedding, Qin Xiaoran walked slowly towards the groom, arm in arm with her father.

Qin Fang turned his head and glanced at Pei Yu, somewhat gloating, "My sister is several years younger than you, and yet she got married before you. Aren’t you worried?"

He even had a son already.

Pei Yu put down his chopsticks, leisurely taking out a red booklet and placing it in front of Qin Fang.

Qin Fang’s eyes widened: "...When did you guys get a marriage license?"

They had just recently gotten engaged, hadn’t they?

"This morning," Shen Zhiyi watched this scene and couldn’t help but smile, knowing that carrying the marriage license with him was useful for Pei Yu, indeed useful in dealing with Qin Fang.

"Tsk," Qin Fang, attempting to make a joke at someone else’s expense, ended up making himself the joke, feeling quite disgruntled, "I’ve never seen anyone move faster than you two."

It was like they had hit a fast-forward button.

Everyone who witnessed these processes felt that way, Shen Zhiyi herself didn’t think so, perhaps also because Pei Yu took care of most things, and she just had to show up, making it quite relaxed and not feeling the pressure.

After attending the wedding and returning to Huating, Shen Zhiyi nestled on the sofa to rest for a while, thinking about the marriage license Pei Yu whipped out to prod Qin Fang, she wanted to take a photo to tell her fans.

She knocked on the bathroom door, "Where did you put the marriage license?"

Pei Yu: "Safe."

"..." Shen Zhiyi laughed, "Why would you put it there?"

Even if burglars broke in, they wouldn’t steal a marriage license.

Moments later, Pei Yu came out from the bathroom, seeing her playing with her phone, he scooped her up from behind into his arms.

She didn’t know when it started, but his robe’s tie always came undone easily, and every time Shen Zhiyi accidentally touched it, it would come undone, her palm resting unobstructed against his chest.

They had a gym at home, and Chairman Pei’s body was well-maintained; Shen Zhiyi couldn’t resist feeling him a bit more.

Pei Yu raised an eyebrow, "Seducing me?"

Without giving Shen Zhiyi a chance to answer, he leaned over and pressed down on her, his cool lips landing on her collarbone, slowly trailing downward.

Shen Zhiyi held onto his shoulders, her breathing slightly hurried, "Who’s seducing whom..."

Clearly, it was he who had the mischievous thoughts first.

After fooling around on the sofa for a while, Shen Zhiyi grew tired, pushing the thought of looking for the marriage certificate to the back of her mind.

But at this moment, Pei Yu suddenly picked her up and walked into the study.

Shen Zhiyi was startled, pleading softly in his ear, "I’m tired, not in the study..."

The study had a teak desk he used for work. The last time they fooled around here, Shen Zhiyi was so tired she passed out afterward, and she couldn’t face the study for several days afterward; she’d blush as soon as she stepped in, and Pei Yu was always more ferocious here than usual.

Although she wasn’t a bridesmaid today, she was outside for most of the day, and Shen Zhiyi didn’t have enough energy to choose this dangerous place to fool around.

Pei Yu paused briefly, quickly understanding and laughed softly, holding her, "It’s not what we are going to do."

His lips carried a pleased smile, he turned his head and kissed Shen Zhiyi’s earlobe, his warm breath spilling on her face, making her cheek flush, "What made you think that?"

Shen Zhiyi realized she had made a fool of herself and wished she could hide her face, "It’s all because of you..."

It was all because his energy was always so vibrant.

"I won’t trouble you today," Pei Yu chuckled softly, "I’m here to teach you how to open the safe."

Shen Zhiyi wasn’t very interested in how to open the safe, listening nonchalantly without really taking it to heart. Only when Pei Yu took out the marriage certificate did she speak up, "I want to take a photo."

Her phone was still on the sofa, Pei Yu casually grabbed his phone from the desk and gave it to her, "Go ahead."

When they went to get the marriage certificate that morning, they were the first couple greeted by the civil affairs bureau. Pei Yu looked inexplically tense and both cold and fierce in the photos. Noticing this, Shen Zhiyi quietly pinched his hand and whispered "I love you" in his ear, which softened his expression and brought out a faint but handsome smile.

The photo turned out well, Shen Zhiyi smiled unconsciously while looking at it for a while, but in the end, she only posted a photo of the front of the marriage certificate on her Weibo.

Only then did she truly feel the reality of them getting married soon, leaning on Pei Yu’s shoulder as she scrolled through the fans’ comments.

She looked up and said, "Everyone says you must be very happy, finally having a status now."

"Mm," Pei Yu took the phone from her hand, carried her to the bedroom, and admitted frankly, "I am very happy."

Shen Zhiyi playfully asked, "How happy?"

"So happy that..." Pei Yu hesitated for a moment, seemingly looking for concrete evidence, "I sent Secretary Qin a bonus."

Shen Zhiyi blinked, "How much?"

Pei Yu mentioned an approximate figure.

"...Oh my," Shen Zhiyi laughed, "Okay, then you’re indeed very happy."

It seemed Secretary Qin was equally happy today.