CHAPTER 346: CHAPTER 338: FINGERTIP BLOOD SAMPLING

The anxious heart of the young girl gradually calmed down, obediently accepting the arrangements before her.

She loved him, so naturally, she trusted him.

The fact that she hadn’t put on makeup wasn’t a problem at all; at 20, she was at the prime of her life, brimming with collagen and a healthy complexion.

In Leng Lingxiao’s heart, Tang Xiaowan, like a blooming flower, didn’t need any cosmetics to enhance her beauty.

Thus, the two first took photos, followed by various signatures and thumbprints. The staff dared not slacken in the slightest, and all the procedures were completed swiftly, including the transfer of stock ownership.

This was also something Zhao Renjie had cautioned about in advance.

He was afraid that Tang Xiaowan’s capricious temper might flare up, and getting the certificate could be shelved once more.

One must understand that this day was one that their master, Leng Lingxiao, had longed for many years, so he had to do everything possible to facilitate its smooth fulfillment.

Half an hour later, everything was settled.

"Tangtang, from now on, you are my wife, Leng Lingxiao’s wife, protected by law... wife."

He pronounced the word ’wife’ with exceptional affection.

But at this moment, Tang Xiaowan’s gaze was still fixed on their marriage certificate; she seriously looked at it, carefully reading every single word.

She couldn’t believe it was real; it felt like a dream!

"Give it to me, stop looking."

Leng Lingxiao snatched the marriage certificate from Tang Xiaowan’s hands with a smile and then handed it to Zhao Renjie.

Tang Xiaowan: "?"

"Shouldn’t I be the one to keep it?"

"I’m afraid you’ll lose it."

With that said, Tang Xiaowan pouted and stomped on Leng Lingxiao’s foot, full of excitement and all sorts of jumbled concerns.

We got our certificate, we are husband and wife now!

Good heavens, what if I snore?

Are we going to sleep together tonight?

The corners of Leng Lingxiao’s mouth curled up slightly as he took Tang Xiaowan’s hand and strode out confidently.

"Old Zhao, lock everything up."

Zhao Renjie nodded slightly: "Yes."

Tang Xiaowan: "..."

"Hey, why do you need to tell Old Zhao to lock up? Are you worried I will steal the marriage certificate? How could that be? That’s so unfair, do I look like that kind of person?"

"Of course not, haha."

In actuality, that’s exactly what he was thinking.

"Fine, you laugh, you are simply..."

Watching Tang Xiaowan’s conflicted little expression, Leng Lingxiao was beyond delighted, especially excited, and his grip on her hand involuntarily tightened.

"The best in the universe, incredibly good!"

"Hmph, self-praise is no recommendation!"

As soon as they stepped out of the study, Tang Xiaowan immediately shook off Leng Lingxiao’s hand and dashed downstairs.

Shen Yiming stood with one hand in his pocket, a sly grin on his face.

"Yo, what’s with that girl? Too excited? Or maybe... embarrassed, and too shy?"

"From now on you have to call her sister-in-law."

"It doesn’t seem right, does it? We are the same age, calling her junior sister might be more accurate. Besides, how old is she really?"

Leng Lingxiao glanced thoughtfully toward the stairs.

Indeed, she wasn’t very old, like a little child, but in her purity, there was a seductive charm, especially those star-like bright eyes, absolutely captivating.

Never mind, let’s give her some more time.

It’s just a pity for the husband... having to endure another endless night, when will it end!

"Why does she still like taking the stairs? With the elevator right there, doesn’t she get tired?"

Shen Yiming asked gleefully, as if seeing right through everything.

He understood the little tricks of a man.

Leng Lingxiao glanced at Shen Yiming and slowly uttered two words: "She’s willing."

With that, he headed straight for the stairs.

"Come on, a wife obeying her husband? You just got your certificate, just lawful, and already starting to play the protective husband?"

"Is that any of your business? I’m willing!"

"Hey, wait up, I still have something to say."

"We’ll talk this afternoon."

"In broad daylight, you don’t possibly want to..."

Leng Lingxiao didn’t respond and his tall figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the staircase.

The so-called "protectiveness" actually started a long time ago. Ten years ago, from the first time Shen Yiming saw Tang Xiaowan in Huang City, he noticed Leng Lingxiao had changed, actually enjoying role-playing.

Either playing mommy or pretending to be grandma.

During that time, Shen Yiming once suspected that something was wrong with Leng Lingxiao’s mind.

Looking back now, he was just fond of everything associated with her.

...

Second floor, main bedroom balcony.

"Hi, Tangtang!" Leng Lingxiao called out with a smiling face, his heart pounding with joy.

She had finally become his wife.

Although getting the certificate was a bit abrupt, it was also something he had meticulously prepared for.

The red velvet gift box slowly opened.

"A bracelet?" Tang Xiaowan opened her eyes wide in surprise, clearly liking it a lot.

"Consider it... a gift for getting the certificate."

"Don’t I already have several?"

"This one has little diamonds, and the ruby one, didn’t you find it too big, too conspicuous?"

"Oh, this one I can wear on a daily basis."

"Exactly, if a colleague asks, just say it’s cubic zirconia, quite cheap, hahaha." He teased while putting on the bracelet, "Do you like it?"

"Wow, it’s so exquisite, really beautiful!"

"I’m glad you like it."

Though he said that, unbeknownst to her, this delicate diamond bracelet was also quite pricey.

"By the way, Huahua, my ’thing’ has come." Tang Xiaowan batted her big eyes coquettishly, while her fair and delicate fingers fiddled with her nails, "So... I feel a bit uncomfortable."

"Hmm? What?"

"You know, that thing, ah, that!"

"Oh... then you should rest well, I’ll have the kitchen make you some soup later, come on, go lie down on the bed."

Seeing that Leng Lingxiao seemed to believe her, Tang Xiaowan was secretly thrilled; this guy was actually quite easy to deceive, might as well avoid it for a day if possible.

In fact, Leng Lingxiao simply didn’t want to expose her.

He had watched Tang Xiaowan grow up; whenever she lied, she would either giggle foolishly or pick at her nails, always doing something to cover up her guilt.

Ah, what kind of person does she take me for?

Such a little rascal... well then, so be it... let’s see how many days you can pretend?

"Huahua, no rush for the wedding, right?"

Leng Lingxiao frowned, "You want a secret marriage?"

"That’s not what I mean; it’s mainly because I still have to work." Tang Xiaowan replied sweetly.

"Hmm, I understand."

Afterwards, Leng Lingxiao made sure Tang Xiaowan was comfortable, then went straight back to the study.

Feng Jiaming had sent the proposal to his email; he had to take a good look, especially since Li Zishen was determined to compete with him for the turf this time.

No sooner had he sat down than a knock on the door came.

Zhao Renjie entered, looked around, and seeing no one else, quickly walked inside.

"Is there something?"

"Master, Ye Wanhua’s blood has been delivered; when would it be convenient for, not Miss Tang, but the lady of the house?" Zhao Renjie softly inquired.

"The kitchen is making soup, we’ll go later."

"Yes, master."

Zhao Renjie was an exceedingly clever man; naturally, he understood Leng Lingxiao’s intent.

Collecting a blood sample... needed to be done clandestinely.

In truth, no matter the result of this paternity test, Leng Lingxiao was going to be troubled.

Tang Xiaowan already regarded Wang Jinghui as her grandfather, and Wang Jinghui was his own close friend, with Wang Junchen being Wang Jinghui’s only son.

Yet, all signs were pointing to Wang Junchen as the mastermind behind the scenes.

If he truly took action, the implications would be extensive.

"How is Ye Wanhua’s condition?"

Leng Lingxiao slowly opened his laptop, his gaze lowered, his emotions unreadable.

"Master, rest assured, she noticed nothing. She thought it was her hypoglycemia acting up again, then she met a kind-hearted person out for morning exercise; it went very smoothly."

"Hmm, go prepare."

After Zhao Renjie left, Leng Lingxiao patiently finished reading Feng Jiaming’s email and responded accordingly, then he went to the kitchen on the first floor.

He wanted to personally deliver the nourishing soup to the main bedroom on the second floor and watch Tang Xiaowan drink it with his own eyes.