"You... what did you do?" Su Aiqian was the first to react, staring intently at Jiang Mianmian. "You little rascal, you didn't actually go and get a marriage certificate with him, did you?"

"Mom, what are you saying!" Jiang Xiaowei defended her sister, "My sister hasn't left the house all day!"

"Yes, yes," Jiang Youcai nodded hurriedly, "I came back at noon, and Mianmian was working on that thesis at home!"

"Don't panic," Huo Junyu said in a deep voice. "These two marriage certificates are fake."

"Fake?!"

Everyone was even more surprised.

“Jiang Mianmian said she was afraid Gu Zihan would cause trouble again. I thought about it and she’s right. It’s always good to be prepared,” Huo Junyu explained simply. “So I got this.”

Jiang Mianmian was quite surprised and picked up the marriage certificate to examine it carefully.

She had seen her parents' marriage certificate, and it was exactly the same as this one. Opening it, she saw that the red-background photo of her and Huo Yu inside was photoshopped very realistically, and the size was even according to the standard for a marriage certificate.

The most incredible thing is that steel stamp.

Jiang Mianmian looked at it over and over again several times, but couldn't find a single flaw.

Mr. and Mrs. Jiang exchanged a glance, both with doubt in their eyes.

Finally, Jiang Xiaowei asked the question everyone wanted to ask: "Brother Door God, how did you get this thing?"

"Putting aside the certificate, how did you find my sister's photo?"

Huo Junyu's expression froze.

Of course, he couldn't say that he had asked Uncle Ye's acquaintance in the area to do it. Ye Chen was a top lawyer with extensive connections, knowing all sorts of people, including those who had been sent to labor camps because of their "special skills."

For example, those who make fake certificates, or cyber hackers.

The photo of Jiang Mianmian was obtained from her school records by people who run pirate websites, and they created this "wedding photo" in less than ten minutes.

Huo Junyu cleared his throat and said without changing his expression, "This... I made it."

"You?" Jiang Mianmian's eyes widened. "You can make this?"

"Um...yes," Huo Junyu said evasively, "I used to make fake documents for people."

The small living room suddenly felt like it had fallen into a vacuum. At that moment, Huang Youcai let out a burp that sounded unusually loud.

Jiang Mianmian could only picture one image in her mind: on the stone brick walls in various alleyways, there were often two eye-catching characters sprayed with paint: "Issuance of Certificates," followed by a string of phone numbers.

So, this is what Huo Yu used to do?

Just imagining that scene made her burst out laughing.

"Oh dear!" Su Aiqian suddenly exclaimed, "Xiao Huo, so you're saying you were in jail for using fake documents?"

"Hmm?" Huo Junyu was taken aback for a moment, then replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Su Aiqian then asked, "Why don't you just earn a living with your physical strength? Why do you have to do this?"

"I……"

Huo Junyu was quite helpless and could only continue to make up a story: "This line of work is easy and the money comes quickly, and I needed money at the time."

At this moment, the emotionally rich Su Aiqian had already imagined a family drama.

This poor child, born into a poor family, was forced down this path. Could there be another pair of bloodsucking parents behind him?

Thinking about it, Su Aiqian felt a tightness in her heart. She silently got up and went to the kitchen, scooped out the remaining rice from the rice cooker, and brought it to Huo Junyu.

"You haven't had dinner yet, have some while it's hot!"

Huo Junyu stared at the rice, wondering whether the container for holding the rice should be called a bowl or a basin.

“By the way, Xiao Huo,” Su Aiqian smiled, “you were arrested for making fake documents, you probably didn’t get many years in prison, right?”

Huo Junyu really didn't know how many years he should be sentenced to, so to avoid letting something slip, he quickly lowered his head and started eating.

Su Ai felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders.

At first, she thought Huo Yu was locked up and imprisoned because he was good at fighting, but she didn't expect it was because of his ability to forge documents. This directly escalated from physical prowess to technical skill.

Su Ai smiled. Once a person has a skill, it's as if their whole being shines.

"Little Huo, if that's the case, you should be considered a criminal with a skill!"

"I'm relieved that you're in jail for this! It's better than fighting!"

"Xiao Huo, it's okay to take the wrong path, the important thing is to correct it! Your marriage certificate is so realistic, it shows that your skills are not bad! You should change your skills in making fake certificates and use them in other ways to contribute to society!"

“Yes! I completely agree!” Huang Youcai immediately followed up on his wife’s words, “Hey, Xiao Huo, do you know how to make counterfeit money?”

"Cough cough cough..." Huo Junyu swallowed a mouthful of rice, feeling stuck in his throat, unsure whether to swallow it or not.

Jiang Xiaowei's face turned red from trying not to laugh.

Jiang Mianmian quickly signaled to her parents to stop talking and got up to pour Huo Junyu a glass of water.

Huo Junyu swallowed the mouthful of rice with some difficulty.

He can't make counterfeit money, but he can draw it.

His painting skills were inherited from his grandmother, whose painting of fireflies once fetched a record price of 200 million yuan.

"I must say, you got this certificate at just the right time."

Jiang Mianmian smiled at Huo Junyu and put the marriage certificate into the drawer.

"I've been worried for a long time today, afraid that Gu Zihan will cause trouble again!"

“With me here, she wouldn’t dare,” Huo Junyu whispered.

Jiang Mianmian was startled, and for some reason, her heartbeat suddenly became erratic.

...

After dinner, she walked out of the alleyway alone.

It's a little past eight o'clock now, a time when people come out to chat and cool off after dinner, and this place isn't far from the sea.

Jiang Mianmian often goes to the beach.

At this moment, the place is teeming with tourists. The sea in the summer night is deep and alluring. Jiang Mianmian looks at the dark sea and the indistinct horizon, enjoying the sea breeze. The corners of her mouth involuntarily turn up.

She found a quiet spot to sit down, but as soon as she did, she heard a familiar voice:

"So you like the sea too?"

Jiang Mianmian was startled.

Huo Junyu sat down next to her, his gaze at the sea as unfathomable as the ocean itself.

“Ah…yes.” Jiang Mianmian said softly, “I often go for a walk after dinner, and I end up at the beach.”

"Jiang Mianmian".

"Um?"

"Gu Zihan bullied you like this, didn't you ever think about fighting back?"

Jiang Mianmian was taken aback. She didn't think she had steered the conversation in that direction.

"What, you're afraid to say?" Huo Junyu turned to look at her, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Or... do you have no intention of getting revenge on her at all?"

Whether I have thoughts or not is none of your business.

Jiang Mianmian is very vigilant. She would never reveal anything to someone before she fully understands them.

Huo Junyu smiled and turned his gaze back to the sea.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t let someone who bullied me like this get away with it so easily.” He lowered his voice. “I would ruin her reputation and make her pay ten or a hundred times the price.”

“Jiang Mianmian,” he looked into her eyes, “don’t you want to give it a try?”