Su Niannian glared at Si Lijue and said, "Whether you drink it or not is none of my business." After saying that, she quickly turned her head to the side and decided not to look at him anymore.
"Looks like you want me to drink it. I'll grant your wish, my wife."
Seeing that the woman in front of him completely ignored him, Si Lijue glanced at her again meaningfully, a subtle glint in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he raised the soup bowl in his hand without hesitation, tilted his head back, and drank the warm soup in one gulp.
Upon seeing this, Su Niannian's eyes widened, her mouth gaped open, and she was completely stunned.
She stared blankly at the man in front of her, thinking to herself: What's wrong with this guy? When did I ever say I wanted him to drink the soup? This is so inexplicable!
Seeing that Si Lijue had finished the soup in one gulp, his uncle was very happy and hurriedly asked, "How was it? Was the soup delicious?"
"It's delicious!" Si Lijue replied absentmindedly.
The uncle laughed heartily: "Hahaha~ If I had to say my cooking skills aren't as good as your father-in-law's, my soup-making technique is absolutely top-notch. Li Jue, if you like it, have a few more bowls, I'll make sure there's plenty here."
He stood up from his seat, reached for the bowl in front of Si Lijue, and wanted to continue serving him soup.
Si Lijue's temples throbbed a few times. He whispered in Su Niannian's ear, "Wife, if you don't stop my uncle from giving me soup, you'll have to help me cool down tonight."
Su Niannian turned her head to look at Si Lijue, wanting to say "no" loudly, but when she saw his handsome face so close to hers, she swallowed the words back down.
She quickly reached out to stop her uncle from serving the soup, saying, "Uncle, he's strong and healthy, why does he need to drink so much nourishing soup? It's easy for him to get a sore throat."
"Look at you, you even have gray hair now. You need to take good care of yourself. All this soup is yours."
She moved the entire soup bowl in front of her uncle, gesturing for him to finish it.
"You silly child, I'm doing this all for your own good. This soup was specially made for Li Jue. Let him drink two more bowls. Your parents and I want to have a few more grandchildren."
"There's only one grandson, Xibao, which is far too few. There's not enough for the three of us to fight over." The uncle said, reaching out to grab the bowl in front of Si Lijue again, as if determined to get it no matter what.
With a sharp "smack," Su Niannian decisively slapped her uncle's hand, saying seriously and earnestly, "Uncle, I told you, he doesn't need too much nourishment. You and Dad should drink it!"
The uncle, who had been slapped hard by Su Niannian, seemed to vaguely sense something and didn't press the matter further.
To avoid wasting the ox penis soup, he and his brother-in-law had to share the bowl, each taking turns drinking the soup until it was completely empty.
After lunch, Su's mother took Xibao to play with her older sister next door; Su's uncle and father were a little dizzy from drinking too much soup, so they went back to their rooms to sleep; Su Niannian and Si Lijue took their household registration book and left the Su family home, driving directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate.
When Su Niannian and Si Lijue arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, they saw several staff members in uniforms already waiting at the entrance of the hall.
They saw Si Lijue leading a woman into the hall and hurriedly went to greet him.
One of the older staff members politely said to Si Lijue, "Mr. Si, everything has been prepared as you instructed. Please come over here and take a picture first."
"Hmm!" Si Lijue uttered a single word expressionlessly, then followed the staff member toward an office.
Su Niannian glanced at the crowd queuing in the hall to get their marriage certificates, her face full of surprise and confusion.
So many people have to go through a series of procedures to get a marriage certificate, including taking a number, getting a medical examination, queuing, and so on.
But why didn't she and Si Lijue have to wait in line to get their marriage certificate?
Did Si Lijue have some special connections and pay for a VIP channel?
Of course! Otherwise, why would the staff from the Civil Affairs Bureau be waiting at the entrance, not letting them line up, and leading them directly into the office?
Tsk tsk, money really can make the devil turn the millstone!
Even in a place like this, Si Lijue can make exceptions. Impressive!
As she was deep in thought, Si Lijue's impatient urging rang out from ahead, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and come over."
"Oh!" Su Niannian snapped out of her daze and jogged to catch up with him.
The two of them arrived at the designated office with all the green lights, and under the guidance of the staff, they walked to a red cloth and sat down on the stool in front of it.
"Mr. Si, Madam, you're sitting too far apart. Please move closer," the photographer said, pointing out that the two were not in the same frame.
Upon hearing this, Su Niannian silently moved a little closer to Si Lijue.
The photographer seemed dissatisfied and continued to say to the two, "It's still too far away, there's a gap in the middle, it looks too unfamiliar."
He glanced at Si Lijue, whose stern face exuded an aura of unapproachability, and realized that he, a mere photography clerk, certainly couldn't command him. He could only say to Su Niannian, "Madam, could you please come a little closer?"
Listening to the staff's words, Su Niannian hesitated and dared not move rashly. If she got any closer, she would be shoulder to shoulder with Si Lijue.
Then he'll have another reason to say she was trying to seduce him.
She didn't want to be blamed for nothing.
Just as Su Niannian was hesitating whether to move her head closer to Si Lijue or move a little closer to him, Si Lijue suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Su Niannian lost her balance and fell onto his lap.
Si Lijue's lips curled up, and he reached out his left hand to press Su Niannian's head onto his shoulder, saying to the photographer, "Okay, let's take the picture!"
Ordinary people stand when taking photos of their marriage certificates, but Mr. Si is no ordinary person, so naturally he has to do it differently.
He not only sat while taking the marriage certificate photo, but also hugged the woman.
Although it seems to go against the rules, since President Si is rich and powerful, it's not something that we lowly employees can change.
Fortunately, Su Niannian was quite cooperative, and the photographer's photography skills were top-notch, until the key points were captured.
Su Niannian's cheeks flushed, and at the photographer's prompting, she forced a smile.
The photographer captured the most beautiful moment, snapping away with a few quick clicks to take the photos needed for the marriage certificate.
Choose one photo from these pictures showing the two people smiling at the same time, print it out, and paste it on the marriage certificate.
After a few steps by the staff, two brand-new red booklets were printed out.
The staff handed the marriage certificate to Si Lijue, "Mr. Si, your marriage certificate and your wife's marriage certificate have been processed."
Si Lijue took the marriage certificate, handed Su Niannian's to her directly, and then opened his own to examine it carefully.
The two people in the photo look very happy; an outsider might mistake them for a loving couple.
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