I Became the Mother of His Child-Chapter 511: In the Bedroom Cabinet

"Sister-in-law, hello."

A bunch of men in green military uniforms, whose very voices naturally carried the distinctive grace of the army, greeted her holding bouquets of flowers. They were all tough soldiers, but they held soft, fresh blooms that didn't quite match their stern demeanor, and their repetitive greetings were incredibly heartening.

"Hello," Song Chenxi smiled as if she had just received the whole world and then, looking at Zhao Nan with raised eyebrows, asked, "How did you get here?" Song Chenxi was quite surprised. She had thought that his transfer to Imperial City wouldn't happen for several months at least. It had been just a few days; how had he suddenly arrived in Imperial City? His speed was astounding.

"I missed you," Zhao Nan's usually stoic face softened a bit as he handed her the flowers.

"Mm!" Song Chenxi laughed as she accepted the flowers and took a sniff. "Just missed me?" Song Chenxi didn't quite believe that was the only reason.

"I reported to the Imperial Capital Military District today," Zhao Nan continued, explaining the other reason for his unexpected arrival in Imperial City.

"Oh! You put them to work the moment you took office without even warming up your seat?" Song Chenxi kept smiling as she spoke, looking at the familiar green military uniforms she knew so well. Knowing the decisive nature of military men, she felt a warmth in her heart, feeling very fondly cared for and in a rush to see her.

"Mm! Obeying orders is a soldier's duty, and I didn't force them; they volunteered," Zhao Nan said with a look that tried to paint him as the good guy. In reality, he had given them a choice between helping him woo his bride and doing a 50-kilometer march with full gear.

He was a benevolent leader and gave them a choice rather than issuing an arbitrary demand. The options, however, were vastly different, and they all chose the easier task without hesitation. Surprisingly, a group of iron-willed men surrendered to the idea of a 50-kilometer cross-country weight-carrying march. Honestly, he wasn't disappointed at all. He supposed they could always do extra training after the wooing was done—the 50-kilometer march would still be waiting. Zhao Nan thought to himself.

"Oh!" Song Chenxi nodded, then walked over to the group of men in green military uniforms. "Did you guys move the entire florist here?"

"Yes!" came the resounding reply.

Zhao Nan, standing behind Song Chenxi with the flowers, nodded in satisfaction, giving his subordinates a knowing look that read 'you're quite clever.'

"Pfft!" Song Chenxi laughed again, looking at the fresh flowers in their hands before turning to Han Yunfei, who stood watching the scene with arms crossed, "That one over there is his future auntie-in-law. Please give all the flowers you're holding to her!" Song Chenxi didn't feel guilty about playfully setting them up. Besides, there were too many flowers; she only wanted to hold onto the bunch that Zhao Nan had given her. The rest, she could just leave to Han Yunfei to deal with.

The soldiers stood still upon hearing this, but as soon as Song Chenxi finished speaking, Zhao Nan subtly nodded, signaling the lead military officer in the group. Following the cue, he promptly commanded, "At ease, attention, left turn, march..."

"Auntie-in-law, hello." The deafening greeting sounded again, and then a group of handsome guys in green military uniforms handed over the fresh flowers to Han Yunfei, signaling her to accept them.

Han Yunfei felt both annoyed and a headache coming on. She rolled her eyes at Song Chenxi, who was quite entertained by the spectacle. But facing this group of men in green military uniforms, she felt too embarrassed to get angry. After all, being a child brought up in the Military District, Han Yunfei had been taught since she was a kid that she must always greet these soldiers with a smile, treat them with respect, and be polite.

"Thank you!" Han Yunfei expressed her gratitude.

"Let's go!" Zhao Nan, seeing this, stepped forward again to Song Chenxi's side. Then, with a lingering smile, he stretched out his right hand to hold Song Chenxi's small hand, signaling her to follow him.

"Where are we going?" Song Chenxi asked with a puzzled smile, feeling slightly guilty as she glanced at Han Yunfei. Then, she decisively began to move along with Zhao Nan.

"We're going to get our marriage certificate," Zhao Nan swallowed hard before speaking in a low voice. Those few words were like musical notes, floating into her ears and even carrying an incredible hypnotic power.

"Ah, getting our marriage certificate!" Song Chenxi looked completely caught off guard, unable to keep up with Zhao Nan's rapid pace. Although she had to admit that the thought of objecting hadn't even crossed her mind upon hearing Zhao Nan's intention to get the certificate, as a college student, she wondered if this was all happening too fast.

"Are you unwilling?" Zhao Nan, while holding flowers in one hand and Song Chenxi's small hand in the other, slightly lowered his handsome profile to look at her with concern and tenderness in his eyes.

At that moment, he was more nervous than anyone, even extremely afraid of her rejection. Even though he appeared calm and relaxed on the surface, he was still worried the young lady might refuse. After all, she was still young, with many opportunities ahead to meet better men, men who were more suitable for her. And once they got the marriage certificate and it turned into a military marriage, it would be impossible for the young lady to change her mind, even if she wanted to. So he plotted and planned every step with urgency, recklessly, all to solidify their relationship into a legal one.

Therefore, the moment the young lady returned to Imperial City, he hadn't stayed a moment longer than necessary. He rapidly filed his transfer and marriage reports and even made a phone call to Zhao Jian Country. For years, that old man had been trying to make amends, and he had never given him the chance. But now, for the sake of Song Chenxi, he didn't mind giving him an opportunity to show himself. As expected, old military men are different. After one phone call, Old Miao, who had stubbornly refused to let him leave, cursed him out and sent him away from the Z City Military District overnight, declaring he never wanted to see him again.

And him, a high-level elite from Z City's combat forces, after being cursed out by Old Miao, promptly packed up and hurried to Imperial City to find his wife. For him, it didn't matter which unit or which military district he was in; what mattered was Song Chenxi, that girl!

"It's not that," Song Chenxi shook her head.

"Then let's go get the certificate now." Zhao Nan was in such a rush he didn't want to waste even a moment, even though he was well aware that this was quite hasty.

"We need our household registration book and ID cards."

"..."

"These things are all in the dresser in my parents' bedroom," Song Chenxi said, her large eyes blinking at Zhao Nan as if she was hatching some sly plan, quite clever indeed.

"Steal?" As a soldier, Zhao Nan wouldn't easily utter this word; after all, "steal" is a term diametrically opposed to military ethos. But was he really going to steal? That seemed a bit too dishonorable. However, if they were to follow the normal procedures, who knew how long it would take.

"Yep! Steal," Song Chenxi nodded with an excited expression.

"..." Zhao Nan's face was quite a sight to behold.