The next day was the 28th, and they both had free time.

The two of them slept until they woke up.

Jiang Shenghe took out the marriage certificate and gave it to Luo Qi. Luo Qi was playing with Doudou and Mimi; she turned around and glanced at him. “Why are you giving me this?”

“Take a picture and send it to your parents. If I were to visit your house only pretending to be your boyfriend and even dare to stay the night, it wouldn’t be proper.”

Her room was really quite small, but he didn’t think that the 1.2-meter bed would be too crowded for them at all.

Luo Qi only took a photo of the front cover and inner page of the marriage certificate booklet, deliberately omitting the part showing the date when they received the certificate.

… …

Jiang Yifang and Luo Zhiqiu were about to go to the supermarket to buy some kitchen supplies. The kitchen and bathroom at home had been newly renovated and the work was finished just a few days ago.

Her phone rang. She took it out and opened it. Seeing the marriage certificate, she excitedly waved to her husband, “Come here! Our daughter got the certificate. Come and see it.”

Luo Zhiqiu was putting on a down jacket, with one sleeve stretched out. Hearing this, he did not even bother to put on the other. He walked out of the bedroom with hurried steps and asked, “Did they get it today?”

“It should be.”

Jiang Yifang zoomed in the photo with a red background and asked, “How is it?”

Luo Zhiqiu, with tears in his eyes, said twice in a row, “It’s beautiful, it’s beautiful.”

Jiang Yifang cleared her throat and took a breath before sending a voice message to her phone, [“Your father and I have seen it. The photo is really beautiful. I wish my baby a happy marriage and everlasting happiness.”]

Unable to finish everything she wanted to say in one voice message, she sent another one, all filled with blessings for her daughter and new son-in-law to have a happy marriage.

… …

Luo Qi played the voice message twice and handed him back the marriage certificate. “Congratulations, we are now officially married.”

Jiang Shenghe hugged her and put away the marriage certificate. “I bought you a gift. Let’s go to the cloakroom and take a look.”

“Why another gift?”

“I owe you. Remember you were able to take the mandarin from my hand, but I haven’t given you the reward gift yet.”

Luo Qi had forgotten about this.

“What did you buy me?”

“Silk scarf.”

That should be okay; it wasn’t very expensive.

“I bought ten.”

“…”

“I bought the wrong one. I only realized after I got it that this scarf was for tying on bag handles,” Jiang Shenghe said. “So I asked them to give me a few more bags so it could be used.”

Luo Qi laughed, “You just bought the wrong thing on purpose!”

He said, “No.”

Luo Qi followed him to the cloakroom. Last night when she came in to get clothes, she didn’t see any shopping bags, but today there were several piled on the floor.

“When did you bring it up here?”

“They brought it last night while you were asleep.”

Luo Qi had fun opening the shopping bags.

Jiang Shenghe had chosen all the silk patterns himself and asked, “Do you like it?”

“I like it. I like whatever you give me.” She even liked a piece of paper with his well wishes on it and kept it in her wallet.

Luo Qi had actually forgotten how to tie the scarf. She tried to do one up, but was not satisfied with the result so she took it off.

Jiang Shenghe took the silk scarf from her hand and said, “I’ll tie it.”

“You know how?”

“I’ll study how. It shouldn’t be difficult. I don’t have anything else to do today.”

So he tied and untied, untied and tied.

Jiang Shenghe watched relevant videos online and studied for a whole day. By the evening, he had tied the scarf on the handles of several bags, and the tying method for each bag was different.

Putting them all in a row—they were particularly ornamental.

Luo Qi took a picture of each bag and put them together for a group photo.

Jiang Shenghe held her in his arms, “Do we still need to photograph this?”

“Yeah. The first time you helped me tie scarves on my bag: I’m taking a picture of it as a souvenir.”

“From now on, I will be responsible tying scarves on all your bags.”

Luo Qi looked back at him, and his kiss fell on her lips.

She threw the phone onto the carpet, turned around, put her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

The two of them sank into the sofa.

… …

In a state of confusion and passion, Luo Qi had somehow planted a strawberry on his neck.

It was not a small one.

The next morning, it had gone ripe and was now purple-red.

Luo Qi tried to find a suitable shirt for Jiang Shenghe to wear, but none could cover all of it up.

They were going home to his parents for dinner today.

Jiang Shenghe said, “I’ll just wear a turtleneck. Didn’t you buy me one?”

“The temperature at work is just right for wearing a turtleneck,” Luo Qi worried, “but the heating at home is sufficient. Wearing that sweater would be too hot.”

“It’s okay. Just bear with the heat.”

He went to the cloakroom and took out a black turtleneck sweater. He would wear it for the first time since Luo Qi bought it.

Perhaps because he changed into new clothes, but Doudou and Mimi stared at him in fascination the whole way.

Luo Qi looked out the window and her heart beat faster and faster as they got closer and closer to the old house.

Jiang Shenghe held her hand and said, “Don’t be nervous. I’ve told my parents that you and I have already obtained the marriage certificate.”

Luo Qi turned around suddenly and asked, “You told them?”

“Yeah. I told them last night.” Jiang Shenghe put her at ease, “My dad only got home this morning. If he really wanted to object, he wouldn’t have come back specially.”

He said, “It’s just going home for a meal, they won’t ask you any more questions.”

His eldest and second brothers were not coming home today. His mother said that after Luo Qi had come over a few more times and was more familiar with the place, she would then invite his brothers’ families to come together and have fun.

Without his nephews and nieces coming, the house was as quiet as usual.

As Jiang Shenghe stepped through the door, a wave of heat surged over him.

Jiang Yu was studying the snacks his wife had bought for Doudou and Mimi—they looked no different from the snacks that people ate.

“Dad, Mom,” Jiang Shenghe called out from the door.

Liang Zhen came out of the piano room. She was no stranger to Luo Qi. They had met several times to discuss the decoration of the villa.

“So fast. Are you cold?”

“It’s not cold.”

Jiang Yu stood up. He had met Luo Qi before, but her status was different at that time. She was Jiang Yueru’s assistant then, and now she was his daughter-in-law.

This was his own home, but for some reason he felt a little restrained.

“Dad, Mom,” Luo Qi called out with a slight tremor in her voice.

She was not used to calling out those titles.

Jiang Yu became even more reserved but remained calm on the surface. “Come and sit down.”

Luo Qi breathed a sigh of relief and put Doudou and Mimi down.

Liang Zhen immediately fell in love with these two little ones and squatted down. “Which one is Doudou? Which one is Mimi?”

Jiang Shenghe took a look and said, “The one you are holding is Doudou.”

Mimi had already rushed to Jiang Yu, staring at the snacks in his hand.

Luo Qi: “…”

In this way, Doudou and Mimi resolved the awkwardness and discomfort of their first official meeting.

It was only at this moment that Luo Qi realized why Jiang Shenghe asked his mother, and by extension his father, to name the puppies. They had chosen their names, and now they implicitly had expectations and a subtle preference for them.

Seventh Year of My Secret Love for You translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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T/N: Chinese marriage certificates are in small, booklet form with the couple’s photo and other relevant info—very similar to a passport.

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Chapter 60.2 — Who Made Me Your Husband? Who Should I Favor If Not You?
Chapter 60.3 — Who Made Me Your Husband? Who Should I Favor If Not You?
Chapter 61.1 — I Wish My Luo Qi Will Always Be 20 Years Old
Chapter 61.2 — I Wish My Luo Qi Will Always Be 20 Years Old