Capital City, August, the blazing sun in the sky, dry and hot. A Maybach slowly stopped at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Qiao Yuxian sat in the back seat, looking out the car window at the Civil Affairs Bureau. It may not be a special day, it’s still afternoon, and the entrance is somewhat deserted. "There’s still a chance to back out." The man sitting next to her spoke. His voice was cold and hard, like cold frost, merciless and indifferent. Qiao Yuxian rubbed the household registration book in her hand, turned her head to look at the man beside her. Gu Yanjing was wearing a neatly tailored suit, a computer on his legs, dignified and stern. He didn’t lift his gaze from the screen while speaking. The person was as cold as his voice, enveloped in a chill that kept people at a distance. Qiao Yuxian blinked and asked, "Do you want to back out?" Gu Yanjing raised his eyelids and turned his head to look at her. In an instant, the strong oppressive feeling that had been lingering in the car intensified and pressed down on her. Her little heart trembled slightly, and she gripped the household registration book tightly. But she didn’t avert her gaze, still looking at him. Gu Yanjing’s skin was cold and white, his lips thin, the color somewhat pale, his nose high and straight, his eyes quite attractive, slightly resembling phoenix eyes, with narrow double eyelids. However, there was a chilling hostility in his eyes. Like a thousand-year-old iceberg, impossible to melt, and still exuding biting cold. The first time Qiao Yuxian saw him, she silently evaluated him with four words in her heart: Ice Beauty. A few seconds later, she added another evaluation: Cold-Faced Demon. "Your household registration book is in my hand." Qiao Yuxian shook the household registration book in her hand, slightly raising her eyebrow with a hint of smugness in her tone, "Grandpa Gu said if the marriage certificate isn’t brought back today, he’ll sever ties with you." The driver in the front holding the steering wheel had knuckles turning white. Hearing her words, he secretly glanced through the rearview mirror, saw nothing, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze. His entire body was tense, with a stiff back. The atmosphere in the car was also somewhat solidified, the oppressive feeling densely gathered, making it difficult for people to breathe. Gu Yanjing glanced at her, retracting his gaze as it passed over her slender wrist. On her wrist was a red string, strung with a Cinnabar Peace Pendant about two centimeters in diameter, which was particularly eye-catching against her fair skin. Gu Yanjing didn’t say anything further and directly got out of the car. The car door opened, then closed. The oppressive feeling disappeared, and the atmosphere in the car relaxed. Qiao Yuxian took a deep breath and raised her hand to pat the driver’s shoulder. The driver trembled at her pat, his body shivered, and his lip color turned white. "Brother, you earn your living the hard way." Qiao Yuxian said. The driver wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiling awkwardly. Qiao Yuxian glanced out the window, seeing Gu Yanjing already heading into the Civil Affairs Bureau. She opened the door and got out, chasing after him. There was a meter of distance between them as they walked into the Civil Affairs Bureau together. For the photo on the certificate, Qiao Yuxian intentionally wore a white fitted dress today, her figure tall and slender, her waist slim. She placed the household registration book into the bag strapped to her side, hands behind her back, and turned her head to look at Gu Yanjing. This man was very tall, seemingly close to 1.9 meters, wearing a sharply tailored suit, with exceptionally good body proportions, his long and straight legs wrapped in the suit pants. He had a unique aura, clear and noble, as elegant as snow. Qiao Yuxian looked at him this way, involuntarily lowering her head and raising the corners of her mouth. The first meeting between them was a month ago, in a VIP hospital room. A friend of Qiao Yuxian’s had a dislocated shoulder while filming and was hospitalized, so she went to visit. That day, she stood at the door of her friend’s hospital room, turned her head and glanced at the room next door. There were four bodyguards at the door of the next-door room, wearing uniform black outfits, faces cold, looking menacing. She curiously took a glance, and just at that moment, Gu Yanjing came out of the room. He lowered his gaze slightly, walking while buttoning his suit. His lips were pressed in a straight line, expressionless, possessing an icy aggression. His features were pronounced; each detail finely beautiful. Qiao Yuxian was like a filter, filtering out his chilling and intimidating aura, seeing only his beauty. At that moment, she had only one thought in her mind: to marry this man. She immediately put this thought into action. She asked her friend for information on the room next door and followed up by inquiring about Gu Yanjing. Then she visited the hospital for three consecutive days, managing to encounter Old Sir Gu in the room next door. Then she strategized her way into Old Sir Gu’s favor. She straightforwardly explained to Old Sir Gu her purpose for pleasing him. It was just to woo his grandson. To her surprise, Old Sir Gu, whether he genuinely liked her or had other motives, actually pushed his grandson forward for her. Yesterday, Mr. Gu was discharged from the hospital, and he said only one sentence to Qiao Yuxian upon discharge: "Tomorrow I will send you the household registration book." Back then, Gu Yanjing was right beside her with a cold face, looking as if there was no way this could happen. As it turned out, after lunch today, she received the household registration book delivered by the butler beside Old Sir Gu, who also conveyed the message of using Grandpa Gu to threaten Gu Yanjing. The butler accompanied her for half an hour until Gu Yanjing arrived. Then the two ended up at the Civil Affairs Bureau entrance. Within a month, Qiao Yuxian had met Gu Yanjing three times, spoken no more than ten sentences, yet she managed to charm his grandfather and press him into marrying her. Coming out from the Civil Affairs Bureau, Qiao Yuxian looked at the two marriage certificates in her hand. Then she glanced at the person beside her, who still showed no expression, betraying no emotions or thoughts. "Here’s one for you." Qiao Yuxian handed one to him. Gu Yanjing held his household registration book, not even glancing at it, and said, "No need." Qiao Yuxian subtly lifted her brows and put both marriage certificates into her bag: "So... where are we going now?" Gu Yanjing looked at her, still showing no expression. But Qiao Yuxian understood he was asking her. She curved her pretty fox-like eyes and said, "We’re married now, so of course we have to live together. I have a lot of stuff that needs moving." Gu Yanjing looked at her for two seconds, then turned his gaze away, heading towards the car, speaking coldly: "I’ll send you over." "Alright." Qiao Yuxian followed him. Gu Yanjing drove her to Fenglin Villa. One of the places he occasionally stayed. Qiao Yuxian looked at the villa from inside the car. "Later, I will ask the auntie to come over and cook. Someone will also come by regularly to clean." Gu Yanjing said. Qiao Yuxian nodded in response. Regarding her appearance, her sudden approach, Gu Yanjing was sure to guard against it, certainly not bring her to where he regularly stayed. Something she had anticipated. "What about you?" she asked. Gu Yanjing looked at her again. "You’re not planning to ditch me here and ignore me, are you?" Qiao Yuxian also looked at him. Gu Yanjing: "... I will come over when I have time." "And tonight?" Qiao Yuxian asked again. Gu Yanjing didn’t answer but said, "There’s a car in the villa, the driver will stay to help you move things." "Okay." Qiao Yuxian replied, opened the car door, and got out. The driver got out with her, opening the door on Gu Yanjing’s side. Gu Yanjing got out, sat in the driver’s seat, and as he was about to close the door, Qiao Yuxian’s hand held onto it, her eyes smiling as she looked at him. Her skin was white and delicate, eyebrows long and straight, with fox-like eyes and a touch of rosy lips. When she smiled, it was enchanting, lively, and captivating: "Waiting for you to return home tonight." After saying this, she let go of the car door. Listening to her deliberately teasing tone, Gu Yanjing frowned, pursed his lips, looked away, closed the car door, and drove off. Qiao Yuxian watched the car drive away, recalling Gu Yanjing’s earlier gloomy expression, and burst into laughter...