Chapter 882: Rich or Not, I'll Follow You Blindly

Just as they were about to cross another street to reach the Civil Affairs Bureau, Tang Zhou whined, "Are we really going to register our marriage? Let me tell you, don't regret it afterward. If you call me ugly again, I'll have my brothers kill you!"

"I won't," Leng Chenmo said. "I want to register our marriage, make you my wife."

Tang Zhou: "..."

The word 'wife' always sounded strange to him.

Okay, although she was female, his thinking had been male-oriented for over twenty years.

Still, he really liked skincare and applying face masks.

Before leaving the house today, he had carefully groomed himself and wore his best clothes because the marriage certificate had to look good in photos.

"It still feels strange," Tang Zhou murmured.

"Strange where?"