“But…” Jiang Mianmian asked in confusion, “How do you know such a talented painter? What is she thinking, and how do you know?”
Huo Junyu was speechless at her question, his brain racing as he tried to find a seemingly reasonable excuse.
He suddenly remembered the love stories his parents had told him since he was a child.
He was rather slow to catch on in this area, but Huo Junyang was a busybody who would always pester his parents to ask, and then embellish the story for them.
I heard that my dad also hid his identity and lied to my mom back then.
I heard that my dad almost got caught by my mom several times, but he managed to avoid it all.
I heard...
But what exactly were the tricks Dad used back then?
Huo Junyu rubbed his nose vigorously, the more anxious he became, the less he could think of a good solution.
Especially when faced with Jiang Mianmian's clean and clear eyes.
If only my brother were here... This kid lies without batting an eye, his heart pounding as usual, acting as if it were the real thing, a complete replica of his actor uncle.
“Huo Yu,” the more silent he remained, the more suspicious Jiang Mianmian became, “How did you meet him? And that website… how did you get a VIP account?”
"You used to...make fake documents for people," Jiang Mianmian deduced. "Could it be that you also steal people's accounts?"
Huo Junyu had a flash of inspiration and was overjoyed. Here comes the excuse!
So he blurted out, "You're so smart!"
"Huh?" Jiang Mianmian was taken aback. "Did I guess right?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Huo Junyu nodded vigorously.
"But why would you steal this kind of account? You're not a professional at auction houses! Besides, how did you know that this Senior Yin's painting was so valuable?"
Huo Junyu was dumbfounded again.
"What are you two doing here?" Su Aiqian poked her head out from the kitchen. "Stop chatting! Xiao Huo, come in and help me!"
"Mom, I'm talking to him..."
"We'll talk about it later!" Su Aiqian smiled. "Xiao Huo, go wash the fish first, then go to the supermarket. It seems like a batch of goods is arriving this afternoon. Can you help carry some things?"
Huo Junyu readily agreed and eagerly rushed into the kitchen.
Jiang Mianmian stomped her foot and glared at her mother reproachfully.
Su Aiqian took out a spatula and said to her in a low voice, "You brat, I'm going to teach him a lesson, and you're not happy about it?"
Jiang Mianmian smiled bitterly, unable to express her feelings.
“Look,” Su Aiqian smiled with satisfaction, “this little Huo is becoming more and more like one of our family members after I’ve trained him!”
"Mom!" Jiang Mianmian blushed and turned to go upstairs to her room.
In the kitchen, Huo Junyu quickly suffocated the live fish, then scraped off the scales, cleaned out the internal organs, and washed it thoroughly inside and out.
Su Aiqian found his swift and decisive knife work increasingly pleasing to the eye and couldn't help but praise him highly.
"There still needs to be a man in the family, not only to do the housework well, but also to uphold the family's dignity!"
Huo Junyu wanted to laugh when he heard this.
"Auntie, aren't Uncle and Xiaowei both men?"
"Hey, a grumpy old man and a little brat, how can they compare to you?"
"Well……"
"Little Huo, our home has indeed become much more peaceful since you came to live with us!"
Huo Junyu pressed his lips down forcefully.
It seems he did deserve some credit for being the doorman.
“Xiao Huo,” Su Aiqian looked at him with a smile, “I’ve thought about it. After you and Mianmian spend another year or two together… why don’t you two change that fake marriage certificate into a real one, okay?”
Huo Junyu heard a buzzing sound in his ears, and his hand trembled, causing him to pour half a bucket of peanut oil into the container.
"Oh dear, Xiao Huo!" Su Aiqian cried out in pain, "Is this oil free?!"
However, at this moment, Xiao Huo stared at her blankly with no expression on his face.
"Hurry up!" Su Ai raised her hand and slapped him on the back. "Quickly, pour the oil from the pan into this empty bowl..."
Huo Junyu was still in a daze, holding a pot in one hand and a bowl in the other, not knowing where to pour it.
"Alright, my ancestor! Get out!" Su Aiqian snatched the food away. "If you keep doing this, I don't know if the kitchen will even last until this afternoon..."
Huo Junyu was like a puppet on a string, letting Su Ai push him away.
Her words kept replaying in his mind...
“Auntie,” he suddenly blurted out, “are you telling the truth?”
Su Aiqian glared at him, "What did I say?"
"Replace the fake marriage certificate with a real one..."
"Go away!" Although Su Aiqian's face was still angry, she smiled. "You'll have to pay for my peanut oil first, then we can talk about anything else!"
As he spoke, he pulled the kitchen door shut, leaving Huo Junyu outside.
Huo Junyu walked blankly to the porch.
Looking up, I see blue skies and white clouds, a clear blue sky, and the fragrance of summer air.
He then burst out laughing, grinning foolishly.
He regretted not just getting a real marriage certificate from the start; now he had to go through another step.
Well… that's fine too. Back then, he and Jiang Mianmian were practically strangers. Marrying a stranger always feels strange. After a year and a half of getting to know each other, he's become a better part of the family, so getting together now is just a natural progression…
A year and a half.
Hey, the deadline my mother-in-law gave me is really scientific!
Huo Junyu whistled, a rare occurrence for him, and smiled more brightly than a flower.
His phone rang countless times, but he didn't pay attention until he finally felt something vibrating in his pocket.
Upon answering, Huo Junyu's worried voice came from the other end: "Brother, what trouble have you run into? You haven't answered the phone for so long!"
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