Civil Affairs Bureau!

Holding the freshly issued red marriage certificate, Mu Mian walked out, still in a daze.

"Mu Mian, you know our family's circumstances. Your brother wouldn't still be single and unmarried at thirty if things were even slightly better.

Now, we finally have a girl who is willing to marry him.

But we can't muster up a dowry of three hundred thousand yuan even if it kills me.

I'm not trying to pressure you. It's just... If he misses this opportunity, your brother might end up a bachelor for the rest of his life. Mu Mian, could you help your brother think of a way out?

You have been smart since you were little, surely you will have a solution, right?"

The image of her mother kneeling on the floor the night before, wiping away tears, echoed in her mind.

Her mother was crying pathetically.

And her father was merely looking down, chain smoking incessantly.

The atmosphere at home had never been this tense before.

For a moment, it seemed like Mu Mian had become the last hope for the family. If she were to refuse, it would be tantamount to pushing her parents towards death.

"Regretting it?"

A deep and cold voice echoed next to her, it was her marriage partner, Gu Xiang Que.

His voice was very pleasing to the ear, like a resounding cello, yet it could pierce one's heart in an instant.

Mu Mian returned to her senses, hurriedly shaking her head, "No." Only her hands clutching the red marriage certificate were tightly clenched. The purpose of her marriage was very clear - it was for three hundred thousand.

This three hundred thousand was a condition she added herself.

Previously, Mu Mian had helped an old man. She had a good relationship with him. After some time, the old man wanted to introduce his own grandson to her, but Mu Mian did not take it seriously at first.

The old man mentioned it several times later.

He said his grandson was very reliable.

Apart from being on the older side, he had a stable income, wasn't frivolous in his spending, and was considered suitable for a stable life.

Last night, Mu Mian took the initiative to contact the old man.

She agreed to get married, but asked if she could get the three hundred thousand after they registered their marriage, as a loan, promising to pay it back when she had money in the future.

The old man immediately agreed, laughing as he said, "Not to mention three hundred thousand, even thirty billion would be fine."

Gu Xiang Que gave Mu Mian a card and a key. His thin lips lightly parted, saying, "There is the three hundred thousand you want in the card, and the password is six sixes. The house is in Yun Jin Wan, you can move in anytime you want.

I will transfer money into the card every month as I am usually busy with work. Unless it's something important, you don't need to contact me.”

His manner of speaking was very aloof.

It was as if he was giving instructions to a subordinate, doing everything by the book.

Mu Mian understood his attitude.

After all, it was their first marriage and they hadn't seen each other before. It was natural for him to not be interested in her.

However, Mu Mian decided to commit to being his wife.

She was actually a traditional woman. Even if her marriage to Gu Xiangque was for the sake of borrowing money, since they were married, she would fulfill the duties of a wife. "Can I move in a few days later?"

Gu Xiangque: ???

Is there a difference?

Mu Mian continued, "I need to explain the sudden marriage to my family, but rest assured, I'll make up for our missed wedding night.”

Wedding night?

He didn’t expect this woman to bring that matter up.

Well, she was twenty-six this year, almost in her thirties. It's said that women are like tigers at thirty, so it was normal for her to have demands.

Gu Xiangque’s eyes darkened, and he took a longer look at her.

She did have a good figure.

Especially her buttocks.

He took a small step forward, instantly reducing the distance between him and Mu Mian.

Mu Mian's hand gripping the red booklet tightened: What was he going to do?

"Do you want to sleep with me?"

Gu Xiangque asked very directly.

Mu Mian's face turned even redder, her heart pounding in her throat. She nodded heavily and responded, "Since we are married, as a wife, I should try my best to satisfy my husband's needs.

I - have no problem."

Phew!

She was very nervous.

She dared not look at Gu Xiangque's face.

"I don't need it."

The way Gu Xiangque turned to leave was cold. By the time Mu Mian reacted, he had already climbed into the car worth hundreds of thousands. His eyes were dark as he added, looking out the car window at Mu Mian, "The house was prepared for you, I won't live there."

Mu Mian: ???

Not living together?

It seemed like she understood.

Gu Xiangque didn’t willingly choose to marry her; it looked like it was prompted by the old grandfather.

Since he wasn't going to live there, Mu Mian felt even less need to take the keys to the house. She rushed over and handed the keys to Gu Xiangque, "You don't need to prepare a house especially for me, I have a place to stay.

I am also not clear about what's going on between you and the old grandfather. As long as we're married, I will fulfill my duties.

As for you - I won't impose any limitations."

Mu Mian only needed to know that she was free from guilt.

She continued, "And about that 300,000, I said it's borrowed, so it's borrowed. Once I made money, I will pay you back, capital and interest included."

She had clarified everything that needed to be explained.

At this moment, Mu Mian felt completely relaxed.

On the other hand, Gu Xiangque in the car hesitated for a moment. As he took the keys, he felt a bit overwhelmed.

"Also, would it be convenient to add me on WeChat? I don’t mean anything else, I just think that since we got the marriage certificate, we should keep a way to contact each other. I won't disturb you if there’s nothing serious, you can rest assured."

"Mm."

Gu Family’s old mansion.

Gu Xiangque threw the marriage certificate in front of the old man, "Satisfied now?"

"Rotten boy."

The old man immediately used his crutch to smack Gu Xiangque. Despite Gu Xiangque being the president of Gu Corp, known for his firm decision-making, he still gets hit by his grandfather at home. "Are you marrying a wife, or am I?

What's the use of me being satisfied?"

It doesn't make sense.

Miss Mu is both beautiful and sensible, how could a good girl like her be overlooked?

The old man really doubted whether his grandson was having vision problems.

"The marriage certificate has been obtained, the wife has been wed, can you let me be now?"

Elder, "You..."

"Grandpa, I'm really busy. Please, leave me alone."

Gu Xiangque turned around and left the old house.

The old man muttered: "Spoiled brat, acting as if you've been wronged. Miss Mu is such a good girl, young and beautiful, she didn't even complain. And here you are, an old man, shamelessly complaining?"

Just wait.

Wait till the day you truly appreciate her, let's see if you're still complaining then.

Meanwhile.

Mu Mian went to the bank and withdrew all 300,000 in cash and brought it home. The card belonged to Gu Xiangque, she couldn't give it all to her mother.

At home.

The matchmaker visited again.

"Have you finally made up your mind? In this day and age, you still can't cough up 300,000 for the dowry?

If you don't have the money, find a way to get it.

You know very well how difficult it is to find a bride these days, otherwise your child wouldn't still be single in his thirties and unable to find a wife."

Who doesn't want to get married, of course we want to.

Even in his dreams, he yearns to marry a wife.

A dowry of three hundred thousand is far too much for the Mu family. Let alone three hundred thousand, they can't even manage to conjure up thirty thousand.

"What a situation! I see now. With your family's condition, it might be better for you to remain a bachelor all your life.

Why marry?

Even if you marry a girl, she will have to share your hardships. Who would willingly jump into such a pit of fire?"

The matchmaker was ready to leave.

At this point, Mu Mian returned.

She heavily placed the dowry of three hundred thousand onto the ground, "Who said we can't afford a dowry?"

"Mian Mian, what is this...?"

Mu's mother approached, tearing open the bag. She saw the vibrant red banknotes inside. Having lived for more than half her life, this was the first time she had seen such an amount of money. She swiftly sat down and began counting.

Exactly three hundred thousand.

Three hundred thousand!

It was too good to be true. Her son could finally marry a wife.

Mu's mother hurriedly stood up, head high and chest out, her whole demeanor shifting to a confident one, "Who said our family can’t marry a bride? Here is a dowry of three hundred thousand, not a penny less."