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Marry a Rich Old Man - Chapter 47

Published at 5th of January 2024 09:59:21 AM


Chapter 47

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The marriage certificate was obtained just like that, although he only touched it briefly and didn’t really read what was written inside.

Nevertheless, An Wuyang’s mood was quite good, with a feeling of no longer being alone.

He blinked somewhat shyly, hesitating on the surface, but in the end, he still longed for Mr. Huo’s warmth.

So, no matter where this marriage would ultimately lead, he had to actively manage it.

“Yunchuan,” An Wuyang suddenly said, “I’ll call you that from now on.”

He decided in his heart to completely change his way of addressing him.

President Huo, who was driving, felt a numbness in the arm holding the steering wheel, almost steering the car off the road…

He took a deep breath, parked the car on a less crowded side of the road. He had been holding back since they left the Civil Affairs Bureau and had now reached his limit.

“What happened? Did we take the wrong road?” An Wuyang asked in confusion.

Huo Yunchuan whispered, “No.” Then he unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car, and walked to the back seat where An Wuyang was sitting.

Under the surprised gaze of the child, he bent down, opened the car door, and directly grabbed An Wuyang’s chin, passionately kissing him.

“Um…” An Wuyang, caught off guard, searched for something to hold onto. His easily injured eyes quickly filled with moisture.

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The man who kissed him released him after satisfying his desire and warned in a hoarse voice, “Don’t casually tease me next time. Especially on the road.”

After the car started moving again, An Wuyang, with reddened lips, still couldn’t believe that Mr. Huo had stopped the car on the road just to take advantage of him…

But it seemed that was indeed the case.

“I didn’t tease you…” An Wuyang argued.

He licked his slightly numb tongue, rubbing the corners of his mouth with his fingers. The roots of his ears were still a little red.

Huo Yunchuan snorted, “Then who was teasing me?”

In any case, he didn’t believe it at all.

An Wuyang pursed his lips and said, “Anyway, it wasn’t me.”

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Originally, Huo Yunchuan had planned to take An Wuyang to a better restaurant for dinner. However, seeing his current state, he had to find one nearby that seemed decent.

He held An Wuyang’s hand and entered the restaurant, quickly securing a private room.

After the waitress left, An Wuyang found himself sitting on Mr. Huo’s lap again.

Because he was afraid of falling, he immediately wrapped his arms around Huo Yunchuan’s shoulders.

“Yunchuan…” An Wuyang pleaded, wanting to use his feet to touch the ground, but found that his legs were lifted up.

Mr. Huo held him like he was holding a child.

The passionately stirred-up man said, “You’re not allowed to move. I’ll let your feet touch the ground if you behave.”

An Wuyang quickly responded, “Okay.”

After his legs were released, he kept his promise, maintaining the posture of leaning in Huo Yunchuan’s arms, fingers grabbing onto the clothes behind the other person…

This action filled the man twelve years his senior with a strong sense of protectiveness.

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Unable to resist any longer, Huo Yunchuan buried his head in the little angel’s neck, taking a deep breath, akin to a gentleman addicted to drugs.

An Wuyang secretly thought that Mr. Huo was a bit abnormal and a bit scary at the same time.

He didn’t remember the specific events of that night very well, but getting into bed was just like that. Essentially, he, like a girl in a movie, was underneath, accepting…

Thinking about it was quite frightening.

An Wuyang sat in Huo Yunchuan’s lap, shivering quietly.

This unease prompted him to shift slightly.

“Are you cold?” Huo Yunchuan held him even tighter, deliberately rubbing his cheek against An Wuyang’s face. “I’ll turn up the air conditioning a bit.”

An Wuyang said, “No need, it’s fine.”

Respecting his opinion, Huo Yunchuan picked up his hand from the air conditioning panel, then took out his phone.

“Yangyang, you know you have to tell relatives and friends after getting the certificate, right?” Huo Yunchuan coaxed.

The intimate “Yangyang” made An Wuyang’s face turn red. He shyly murmured, “I know.”

“Although we don’t plan to publicly announce it to our families at the moment, we can tell our friends,” Huo Yunchuan coaxed the little angel, and together they held the marriage certificate, taking a sweet photo. “How about inviting friends to our house for dinner tomorrow night?”

An Wuyang’s mind was filled with thoughts that Mr. Huo’s voice was so gentle, and things seemed different after getting married. He gently bit his lip and said, “I think that’s a good idea.”

Huo Yunchuan glanced at the screen, saying, “Very good,” while editing a sweet WeChat moment for friends and posted it.

“However, I don’t have many friends to invite,” An Wuyang’s voice was soft. “They are all busy preparing for school.”

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“That’s okay.” Huo Yunchuan pressed the little angel’s head against his chest. “We can invite them when we have our wedding ceremony.”

An Wuyang said, “Um, okay?” He felt that something was off but couldn’t quite figure out what.

After lunch, Huo Yunchuan’s WeChat moments exploded.

This time, he added one more visible viewer: his grandfather.

In the picture, two hands, one large and one small, held two red marriage certificates, with the prominent words “Marriage Certificate” written on them.

An Wuyang’s hand was delicate and fair, with rounded fingertips displaying a healthy pink hue.

President Huo’s hand was broad, thick, and well-proportioned, devoid of any adornments except for a watch on his wrist, clearly a hand accustomed to a life of privilege.

Ji Mingjue: [Facepalm][Facepalm][Facepalm] Huo Yunchuan, you beast! You actually tricked the kid into getting the certificate!

Chen Chu: Unbelievable.jpg

Jiang Shaofei was the least surprised: Yunchuan has always been like this; you all just forgot.

When Huo Yunchuan brought An Wuyang in front of him, he had vaguely guessed that such a day might come.

But he didn’t expect it to come so soon; to be honest, it still surprised him a bit.

The content of the comments that followed received notifications for those who had previously liked them.

They read the comments in silence, collectively reminiscing about the distant past, remembering what kind of person Huo Yunchuan was, and then shuddering.

Old Master Huo woke up from a nap, holding his phone, lost in thought.

His grandson was quite ruthless, keeping it a secret from the family, and now the child and the certificate were both in place.

After thinking for a moment, Old Master Huo made a phone call.

At this time, Huo Yunchuan was already at home, with the peacefully sleeping An Wuyang by his side.

Although he hadn’t slept, when he heard his phone vibrating on the desk, he immediately got up and went to the living room to answer it.

“Grandpa.” Huo Yunchuan greeted casually.

On the other end, Old Master Huo’s calm voice came through, “You’ve got the certificate, and the kid’s situation is stable now. When do you plan to go public?”

Huo Yunchuan frowned, “What about you guys? Want him to take turns receiving relatives and friends?” He snorted in dissatisfaction, “Sorry, I can’t bear to do that.”

Old Master Huo paused to avoid being misunderstood by his grandson and hurriedly said, “Grandpa didn’t mean that…” However, if his son and daughter-in-law found out, it would practically mean the entire family knew.

He really couldn’t guarantee that it wouldn’t cause any disturbance to the child.

“Sigh, forget it then…” Huo Yunchuan sighed. Although he really wanted them to meet, even if it was in private.

Back then, the eldest grandson of the old Huo family rebelled for more than two years. During that time, his relationship with his parents became quite strained, almost not coming home at all.

Old Master Huo didn’t say a word, letting things go the way they would.

This open-minded attitude made his relationship with Huo Yunchuan better than anyone else’s.

Since that time, Old Master Huo knew that his eldest grandson had a strong personality and wouldn’t accept anyone interfering in his life, not even close relatives.

“Three months later, when the baby is truly settled, I’ll personally tell them,” Huo Yunchuan considered and replied after a moment.

“Good. What does the child like to eat?” Old Master Huo didn’t dare to insist on meeting but subtly expressed concern.

Huo Yunchuan hesitated, turned to look at the bedroom, and said, “He likes shrimp, tomatoes…”

Old Master Huo also hesitated, then smiled, “He’s easy to please… Seems like a well-tempered child, right?” He repeated this phrase for the second time, filled with imagination and affection.

“Yeah, very well-tempered,” Huo Yunchuan’s gaze flickered. He felt that perhaps the child had no temper.

“I guess so,” Old Master Huo muttered, “With your bad temper, only someone with a good temper can get along with you.”

Huo Yunchuan smirked, not confirming or denying.

They chatted for quite a while about An Wuyang and the baby.

“Well, that’s it. I won’t delay you any longer,” Old Master Huo said before hanging up. Before ending the call, he added, “Happy newlywed life.”

“Thank you, Grandpa,” Huo Yunchuan replied.

The old man hung up the phone and stared at the screen, lost in thought for a surprisingly long ten minutes.

The last time they had such a lengthy conversation between grandfather and grandson was back when the eldest grandson was still in elementary school.

In the blink of an eye, the child had grown so much, and now he was going to be a great-grandfather.

Old Master Huo retrieved the last received photo and looked at it alone for a long time.

After inviting a few friends, Huo Yunchuan, holding his phone, pondered for a moment and decided to call his grandfather, “Um, Grandpa, tomorrow night, Shaofei and others will gather at my place. If you’re willing, come over, and Shaofei can pick you up.”

“…” Old Master Huo opened his mouth in disbelief and then nodded repeatedly, “Okay, okay,” he nervously added, “Does Grandpa need to prepare a gift?”

Huo Yunchuan replied, “Two gifts.”

Old Master Huo said, “Yes, yes, yes. Look at my memory, two gifts.”

At six o’clock in the evening, the city lights began to shine.

The sky in this bustling city was hazy, and the distant skyscrapers were no longer visible.

Hearing someone calling him inside the house, An Wuyang turned and went in for dinner.

“Guests will be coming to our house tomorrow night,” Aunt Zhang was no longer present. Huo Yunchuan lifted An Wuyang onto his lap, a very familiar scene for him.

An Wuyang was surprised, “Why are you holding me again?” Then he emphasized, “I weigh 123 pounds.” Didn’t Mr. Huo feel that was heavy?

Huo Yunchuan replied casually, “Just 123 pounds.” He found it comfortable to hold.

The young boy being held poked his muscles, feeling quite envious.

“Don’t tease while eating,” the mature man caught the hand that was playing with the lighter and brought it to his lips, giving it a kiss. “My grandpa is coming to see you tomorrow.”

An Wuyang widened his eyes but didn’t say anything. However, it didn’t seem like nothing was wrong.

“Scared?” Huo Yunchuan asked.

“No,” An Wuyang shook his head and reached for his rice bowl.

Since lunch until now, he was already hungry.

“I’ll do it,” Huo Yunchuan preemptively brought it over and surprisingly fed him with his own hands.

Most likely out of habit, the young boy sitting on his lap opened his mouth without any resistance, taking a bite and then another.

An Wuyang had no idea how terrifying it was for others to find out about his accustomed behavior.

He simply felt that if both parties were willing, there shouldn’t be any problem, and others shouldn’t interfere.

While eating, Huo Yunchuan noticed that the little angel leaned entirely against him, looking very relaxed. As for the eyes of the other person, well, they were fixed on the television.

After finishing the meal, they proceeded to eat fruits.

While An Wuyang nibbled on melon, Huo Yunchuan, who had been feeding him earlier, started eating his own meal.

Fast yet composed, he still looked handsome while eating.

With such a cold and cool expression, An Wuyang couldn’t understand why the other person was so good at taking care of others.

After finishing a piece of melon, An Wuyang threw away the rind, wiped his hands, and said, “I’m really happy today.”

In the midst of his busy schedule, Huo Yunchuan found a moment to pinch An Wuyang’s slightly meaty cheek. His gaze was so deep that it seemed capable of swallowing people whole.

Once he finished his meal, An Wuyang went to take a shower.

Huo Yunchuan informed Aunt Zhang that they would need dinner prepared for six people tomorrow night.

Simple home-cooked dishes would suffice.

Today was the first night of their marriage, and after a leisurely shower, Huo Yunchuan, dressed in sleepwear, made a cup of tequila at his small bar.

Fresh lemon slices, table salt—everything ready.

Huo Yunchuan liked the Mexican way of drinking, starting with licking a bit of table salt from the back of his hand, then downing the tequila in the glass, and finally leisurely eating the lemon.

An Wuyang watched with interest and said, “Give me a glass too.”

Huo Yunchuan nodded, took out a clean glass, and poured a glass of milk for An Wuyang.

“…” An Wuyang bit his lip, reluctantly took a small sip of the milk, enduring the low laughter from the other side.

It could be said that it was quite teasing.

“Wuyang, I’ll borrow your hand tonight,” Huo Yunchuan said, his gaze slowly moving down from An Wuyang’s face to his hand.

An Wuyang was taken aback, raised his hand to look at it, and nodded generously, “Sure.”

He noticed that Mr. Huo, who usually spent time in the gym and wouldn’t enter the bedroom until after 10:30, came to bed early tonight after only half an hour of exercise.

An Wuyang quickly handed over his promised hand, not understanding why he had to borrow his hand and how it would be used.

“Don’t be afraid; this is a very normal thing,” Huo Yunchuan, covered in a thin layer of sweat, caught a glimpse of the resisting look in the little angel’s eyes and felt a twinge in his heart.

He didn’t want to force it, but the desire was overwhelming, and being a true gentleman seemed impossible.

Blushing, An Wuyang breathed unevenly.

“Um…” But his palm was getting sore. How much longer? He whispered.

“It’ll be quick,” Huo Yunchuan said.

However, An Wuyang believed it to be true, and as a result, Mr. Huo deceived him with this statement throughout the entire night.

He thought to himself that he would never lend his hand to the Mr. Huo, who was full of lies.

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Author’s Note:

Shuaihe: What’s the biggest lie you’ve ever heard?

Wuyang: It’s when my man says, “It’ll be quick.”

Ah, ah, I won’t eat this dog food. You guys enjoy!





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