"This doesn’t feel right, does it?"

Though he had pried open the cabinet, Wen Yang still felt guilty, his gaze often drifting toward the door, worried about what would happen if his future mother-in-law returned and caught him.

"What are you worried about? It’s just a cabinet," Ning Chu said, propped up against Wen Yang with her legs crossed, casually flipping through the household register in her hands.

She raised an eyebrow and suddenly asked Wen Yang, "Don’t you want to marry me?"

"I’m just afraid Mom will get angry."

"Let’s just get the certificate first~ We can have the …