The Favored Heiress
Chapter 648: Moving the Civil Affairs Bureau Back Home

Chapter 648: Chapter 648: Moving the Civil Affairs Bureau Back Home

Li Qiao had imagined a million possibilities, but she had never expected Shang Yu to invite the civil affairs bureau staff to the South Sea Mansion.

After all, this villa hidden in the mountains was inaccessible to ordinary people, only his confidants or acquaintances could come in.

Li Qiao halted at the entrance of the living room, scanning her gaze across the faces of the staff members and finally resting on Shang Yu.

He was seated on a single sofa, his usual black shirt slightly unbuttoned at the collar, his legs crossed one over the other, clothed in suit pants. His posture was at ease yet casual, exuding an aura impossible to ignore.

Li Qiao watched him intently for a long time, the emotions hidden beneath her calm surface washing over her reasoning like the ebb and flow of tides.

At that moment, Shang Yu raised his eyes to meet hers, tipping up the corners of his mouth, putting down his long legs, and standing up. "Scared?"

Li Qiao said she wasn’t, yet despite that, her steps towards him still showed a mechanical stiffness.

She walked straight to Shang Yu’s side, glancing again at the items on the table, still feeling very surreal.

The man took her hand and led her to sit on the sofa opposite the staff.

The four of them immediately straightened up, looking at the two of them with utmost seriousness, "Master Yan, shall we start now?"

"Hmm, sorry to trouble you."

However, what Li Qiao hadn’t expected was still to come.

She watched Shang Yu hand a file bag from the corner of the table to the staff members, who opened it and took out two household registers to verify their information.

How to say this.

It was not hard to guess how her household register got there, but the other one... who did it belong to?

He was a Parma Citizen and should not have a domestic household registration certificate.

What followed was the entire process of getting married, with all procedures carried out legally and by the book.

Even photographing was not omitted. The staff chose a good spot, set up the background cloth, and politely called for them to take photos.

Li Qiao looked down at her clothes.

She was wearing a black, tight-fitting blazer with a satin champagne camisole underneath, which complemented Shang Yu’s black shirt.

"Need to change clothes?" Shang Yu caught her gesture, paused in his stride, and turned his head with a smile to ask.

Li Qiao pressed her lips together, shook her head in a second, "No need to change, let’s take the photos."

The last step was upon them, lest the night bring too many dreams.

Even if she changed clothes, it wouldn’t take much time, but she felt inexplicably anxious.

Without the red marriage certificate in hand, variability remained.

With a click, the festive red and the pure black created their most unique wedding photo.

In less than three minutes, the staff member pasted the photo on the marriage certificate, and the moment the seal was pressed with the embossing machine, they became a legally married couple.

That day, Li Qiao and Shang Yu walked hand in hand into the castle of marriage.

Although they had known each other for less than five months, loving someone for a lifetime never requires time to measure fidelity.

When the staff presented the red marriage certificate with both hands, Li Qiao received it, looking it over and over again, as if waking from a grand dream.

She was so engrossed that she didn’t notice when the staff left.

It wasn’t until the red book in her hand was taken away that her gaze refocused, looking earnestly at Shang Yu as if saying she hadn’t seen enough.

The lighting in the living room was dim, and the curtains were still not raised.

Shang Yu stroked the top of her head, his palm descending, fingers lingering on her cheek, his eyes deep as the ocean, his voice hoarse, "From now on, there is truly no turning back."

Li Qiao’s throat rolled, his deep and slow address heating her heart’s tip.

She lowered her eyelids, stood up, and the Desert Eagle at her lower back making her waist sore and soft, she simply pulled it out and threw it onto the sofa, took a step forward, and hugged Shang Yu, cheerfully saying, "Then please, lead the way forward."

The man wrapped his arms around her in response, and pocketed both marriage certificates into his pants.

It seemed like everything had finally settled down.

As for the drones and banners in front of the Mansion, due to Zhui Feng’s big idiotic operational error, they had been taken down early as well.

It seemed like nothing had changed, yet everything seemed different.

That evening, the Rolls Motorcade took Li Qiao and Shang Yu to the Li family villa.

On the way, Li Qiao received a call from a financial advisor from a certain bank.

Whatever they said, their tone was one of shock mixed with joy, almost as if they were about to let out a groundhog’s shriek.

Li Qiao moved her mobile phone away from her ear, logged into various online banks to have a look, and then turned her gaze towards the man beside her, her eyes reflecting complexity.

Shang Yu was gently caressing her hand, and sensing her gaze, he glanced at her with a smile on his lips, "What’s wrong?"

Li Qiao blinked, turned her face away, and said nothing.

Overnight, her cash accounts had suddenly been flooded with multiple enormous funds that were shocking to behold.

The person who had called her was a financial advisor from the South Sea Bank.

Just one of her accounts at the South Sea Bank had seen an inflow of over thirty billion in cash last night.

The bank was so astonished that they thought it was a system glitch. After investigating all morning, they finally confirmed that this was indeed real money.

A rough calculation of the incoming funds in all her accounts suggested that she had broken the hundred billion mark.

And that was only the cash.

Li Qiao suddenly thought of the stack of Parma documents that Wang Yue had asked her to sign a few days ago, and an indescribable emotion began to ferment in her heart.

...

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the Li family’s home.

Li Qiao and Shang Yu walked hand in hand into the living room, where all the Li family members were present.

Mr. and Mrs. Li, older brother Li Junhe and Zong Yue, second brother Li Yan, third brother Li Cheng, everyone who was not originally in the South Sea had returned.

Li Qiao gripped Shang Yu’s hand tightly, her gaze lowered to her toes. She seemed to be smiling, yet her eyes were red.

She wasn’t a person easily moved to emotion, but today she couldn’t help feeling a bit excited.

Shang Yu had clearly made thorough preparations, from obtaining the marriage certificate to the family dinner...

"Qiaoqiao, congratulations, congratulations."

Zong Yue was the first to speak, handing over flowers to Li Qiao, then glanced at Shang Yu and teased in a low voice near her ear, "Little Auntie, Five."

Li Qiao, whose heart was full of emotions: "..."

At that moment, Li Guangming cheerfully approached the man, "Shaoyan, was getting the certificate smooth sailing?"

Shang Yu nodded, his voice mellow with a thin smile, "Thanks, Dad, it went very smoothly."

Li Qiao cast a sidelong glance, his use of that term was indeed very natural.

After speaking, the man looked back, and Luoyu quickly handed over a document bag, which clearly contained the Li family’s household registration book.

As things appeared, Mom and Dad had known about the marriage certificate long ago.

When exactly had he begun preparing for this?

With all those complex property documents and this series of arrangements, a mere three days surely wouldn’t have been enough.

With these questions in mind, Li Qiao, excusing herself to get something from the garage, stepped outside and took the opportunity to call Luoyu away.

In the living room, Shang Yu sat alone to one side while the three Li brothers huddled together on the long sofa, each of them looking at him with eyes full of complexity and relief.

By this point, they all could see just how truly dear and cherished their Qiaoqiao was to the Overlord of the South Sea.