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In the office, Tong Le and Zong Zeyu were busy with their tasks when Tong Le's phone suddenly buzzed with multiple WeChat messages, all from Tian Ling.
"Tian Ling is bombarding us with gossip! Quick, quick! Check the Moments! Wen Wen Wen!"
Tong Le's heart skipped a beat, thinking something might have happened to Wen. When she opened the Moments, she was shocked to discover that something indeed had happened—something unexpected!
With a beaming smile, Tong Le clicked on a photo that Wen had posted two minutes ago. It was hilarious—a pair of red marriage certificates, and the photos on them were even funnier. Both Wen and Zong Jin had dark circles under their eyes, looking like a couple in love, but Zong Jin's dark circles were clearly man-made.
Tong Le quickly held her phone up to Zong Zeyu. "Look! Your brother got married!"
Zong Zeyu couldn't believe it. He thought it was more likely that Zong Jin had become a monk than to actually get married. Given Zong Jin's track record with relationships, if he could win over someone as tough as Wen, it would be a miracle if he didn't lose a couple of teeth in the process.
Zong Zeyu buried himself in work, ignoring the news entirely.
Tong Le pushed the phone closer to him. "No kidding! I'm not lying! Both Wen and Zong Jin posted about it just now—they went to get their marriage license!"
Zong Zeyu squinted at the photo, zooming in and out, trying to find evidence that it was fake. But the more he looked, the more real it seemed; the embossed seal was unmistakable.
He called Zong Jin, but he didn't answer.
To verify, Tong Le called Wen on a video call. When the call connected, she saw Wen's tired eyes and the backdrop of the civil affairs bureau—it was real; they really had gotten married!
Tong Le was ecstatic. "Wow! This is so sudden! How did Zong Jin convince you?"
Wen sighed. "I'll explain later; I need to go home and change first."
After hanging up, Tong Le turned to Zong Zeyu. "They really did get their marriage license!"
Zong Zeyu faced reality. Although this was good news, he suddenly felt aggrieved. If even that big fool Zong Jin could get married, what did that say about him? He was an adult with high emotional intelligence and yet hadn’t even brought home a wife.
At that moment, he lost his focus and couldn’t think straight anymore. He had harbored feelings for Tong Le for so long; from being a young man to becoming a sturdy adult, he had even watched Tong Le go through a second marriage. Meanwhile, Zong Jin had already experienced one marriage and was now head over heels again!
He couldn’t just sit back and do nothing. If Zong Jin could get his Red Book (marriage certificate), then he needed to make his move with Tong Le too—his dignity as a man depended on it!
With determination, Zong Zeyu slammed his hand on the table and stood up, grabbing Tong Le's hand as he headed for the door.
Tong Le hurriedly protested, "What are you doing? It's not even time for dinner yet!"
Zong Zeyu replied firmly, "We're going to get our marriage license! If my brother can do it, why can't you?"
Tong Le pushed against his hand. "Wait! Don't we need to compete or something? Why are you in such a rush?"
Zong Zeyu was genuinely anxious now. "What do you mean 'why am I in a rush'?"
The two were bickering, and Zong Zeyu was growing increasingly impatient. He had to get that marriage certificate today; without it, he felt restless all over! Just as he was about to push the door open, the Female Secretary knocked and entered the room, informing him that Zong Zong and President Huo had already arrived for their scheduled meeting.
The Female Secretary glanced at Zong Zeyu, who was tightly holding Tong Le's hand, and felt a bit awkward; it seemed she had come in at an inopportune moment.
Zong Zeyu, irritated, told her to wait outside.
Tong Le quickly interjected, "Don't cause a scene! They’re already here! The meeting is set!"
Zong Zeyu was singularly focused on getting that certificate; he was determined. However, fate had other plans. Just as he stepped out the door, his phone rang again, this time with Wen Cuizhi's name flashing on the screen.
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