Adored by Him: My Blissful Days as the Girl Next Door-Chapter 424 - 423: Officially Changing Terms

Getting the certificate officially makes you a legally recognized married couple.

Since the ceremony hasn’t been held yet, no outsiders were invited. Shi Yang’s parents drove to the provincial city early in the morning, and in the evening, the two families gathered to celebrate becoming one big family.

Zhao Meimei had classes in the afternoon, so Shi Yang drove her to school first and then went home to wait for his parents’ arrival.

When Zhao Meimei got out of the car, she held the door and waved with a smile, "Bye, hubby."

Shi Yang’s eyes sparkled with amusement as he waved back, "Wife, listen carefully in class, and be careful when you take a taxi after school."

After speaking, they couldn’t help but laugh, happiness flowed freely through their expressions...

As soon as Zhao Meimei returned to the dorm, she was surrounded by Peng Hui and Qian Simeng.

Peng Hui reached out, "Quick! Let us, the two unmarried women, take a look at what a marriage certificate looks like!"

Zhao Meimei’s thin eyelids revealed a bright smile as she took out the freshly issued marriage certificate from her bag, "Here, take a look, but don’t get it dirty, and absolutely no folding the edges!"

Peng Hui and Qian Simeng put their heads together to look at the marriage certificate, clicking their tongues in admiration, "So this is what a marriage certificate looks like..."

Peng Hui turned back and hugged Zhao Meimei around the neck, "Wow! Couple outfits! I’ve never seen anything like it, you don’t even need to look at the marriage certificate, just the photo and you know you two are a couple!"

Zhao Meimei smiled proudly, "Of course!"

Qian Simeng teased, "Meimei, your eyes disappear when you smile, haha!"

Zhao Meimei retorted, "No way, it’s the camera flash that blinded me!"

Peng Hui teased her, "Keep pretending! As if we don’t know your tricks!"

Zhao Meimei couldn’t hold back anymore and grinned, "I’m happy! You guys don’t know, during the photo session, the photographer kept telling me, ’Hey, missy, close your mouth, or you’ll laugh your teeth out.’"

Peng Hui and Qian Simeng burst into laughter, bending over with amusement.

Zhao Meimei laughed along too, her eyes sparkling with bright and intense light, "It’s not easy to finally become legal spouses with my boyfriend, how can I not be happy!"

Zhao Meimei’s words came from the bottom of her heart. She had liked Shi Yang for so many years, and finally, everything had turned out well, so how could she not be overjoyed and all smiles?

The two families hadn’t seen each other for a long time. After Shi Yang’s father’s first wife was laid to rest, he finally felt a sense of relief, and there was no outsider in the family anymore. Their relationships grew closer.

The dinner was at Zhao Meimei’s parents’ house. Liu Xiue prepared a table full of dishes, with a signature dish of braised pig trotters in the center, surrounded by chicken, duck, fish, and other meats, as lavish as a New Year’s Eve dinner.

Shi Yang’s father has a few years left until retirement. Whenever this topic came up, Shi Yang’s mother couldn’t help but complain, "Originally, the factory said retirement could be at fifty-five, but with such good benefits, they decided to rehire him even before my Old Shi could retire, and it’s a five-year contract. Who knows when he’ll ever finish working!"

Zhao Dazhuang was very surprised, "Really? Old Shi, you’ve been rehired by the factory?"

Shi Yang’s father didn’t take his wife’s complaints seriously and chuckled, "Yes, they talked to me about it earlier. They want to print the rehire contract next month and sign it in advance, with better benefits than now."

Zhao Dazhuang said, "That’s a good thing!"

Shi Yang’s mother said, "What’s so good about it! I’m looking forward to Yangyang and Meimei having children in a few years so I can enjoy the grandchildren."

Shi Yang’s father said, "If you really miss Yangyang, just take the bus to visit them. It’s quite convenient anyway."

Liu Xiue also said, "We’ve got our eyes on the kids, so don’t worry."

In reality, Shi Yang’s mother was just grumbling. They’re still so young, and if Shi Yang’s father really retired, she wouldn’t know what to do with their time.

After dinner, the parents from both families sat on the sofa and took out the prepared red envelopes.

Zhao Meimei followed Shi Yang, holding a cup to serve tea and change the way she addressed them.

Shi Yang first served tea to Zhao Dazhuang and Liu Xiue, saying, "Dad, Mom, have some tea."

Zhao Dazhuang and Liu Xiue beamed with joy, happily drinking all the tea in the cup and handing over the red envelope money, saying, "Good, good."

Zhao Meimei imitated, calling to Shi Yang’s parents, "Dad, Mom, have some tea."

Shi Yang’s parents were all smiles, nodding repeatedly, "Yes, yes."

On their way home that night, Zhao Meimei asked Shi Yang, "Brother, we’ve already changed the way we address them. What will we do at the actual wedding?"

Shi Yang, while driving, said, "We’re already truly married now, and the ceremony is just a formality."

Zhao Meimei teased mischievously, "Since we’re truly married, when we get home, should we drink wedding wine?"

"Then light a wedding candle and enter the bridal chamber or something?"

Zhao Meimei laughed so hard that her eyes turned into little crescent moons. She was giggling at her own words.

Shi Yang burst into laughter, revealing a rare sight of his white teeth, full of exuberance and satisfaction.

After many years of being childhood sweethearts and finally becoming official, not only Zhao Meimei was delighted, but Shi Yang was also overjoyed.

They had really been looking forward to this day for a long time.

After taking a shower, Zhao Meimei was carried naked by Shi Yang from the bathroom to the bedroom. Shi Yang affectionately kissed her eyes, and his gentle voice was almost watery, "Wifey, tonight let’s make a baby!"

Zhao Meimei buried her face in Shi Yang’s chest, holding him tightly, feeling extremely happy and content...

The next day at school, Zhao Meimei lay on her dorm bed, asking Peng Hui to massage her waist, "Ouch! Yes, right there! Be gentle! You’re pressing my muscle!"

Qian Simeng asked, "How did you hurt it? Did you sprain it last night?"

Zhao Meimei got defensive and dug her own hole, "Sprain? Don’t talk nonsense! You don’t understand!"

Peng Hui teased her, "Yeah, we don’t understand, so tell us what you did last night. Maybe we can help analyze why it hurts."

Zhao Meimei turned to glare at Peng Hui, "You have the most complicated mind!"

Peng Hui laughed mischievously, "What’s so complicated about me? Tell me, what did I think that made you think I’m complicated?"

Zhao Meimei laughed and scolded, "Nuisance, keep teasing, and I won’t help you with your homework later."

Only then did Peng Hui stop, earnestly massaging Zhao Meimei’s waist, "Meimei, exams are coming up, how’s your revision going?"

Zhao Meimei said, "I won’t get a scholarship anyway, sixty marks is good enough."

Peng Hui sighed, "Me too, as long as I don’t fail, I’ll be satisfied."