Celebrity Girl Is My Wife

“We're getting married today, not attending a funeral. Why are you dressed up like this?” Ouyang Qing was ticked

off when she saw Nan Xing's outfit.

“This is what my brother usually wears,” Nan Xing replied.

“Why are you wearing Nan Chen's clothes? What is wrong with you?”

“You like my brother, but he doesn't feel the same way about you, and that's why you settled for me. So, I chose to

wear my brother's clothes to please you.” A bitter expression appeared on Nan Xing's face.

That made Ouyang Qing feel humiliated. Her pretty face paled with anger as she spat, “Nan Xing, you b*stard! If

you say something like that again, my dad won't forgive you!”

“Nan Xing, you're the one marrying my daughter, not Nan Chen. What do you mean by saying this?” Ouyang Duo's

expression turned grim.

“So you got a problem with it too, Mr. Ouyang. I wore my brother's clothes simply because I wanted to please

Ouyang Qing. I didn't expect to upset both of you. In that case, I'll go and change right now.” Nan Xing promptly left

to put on another outfit.

Soon, he returned, wearing a plaid shirt with a big red sweater and a pair of light gray slacks.

He was a handsome man. Therefore, he'd appear dazzling no matter what he wore. The red sweater

complemented well with his fair skin and further accentuated his charm.

However, Ouyang Qing was still dissatisfied with him. “Can't you wear something more formal? You're getting

married here. Why are you dressed in a casual outfit?”

“Then what exactly do I need to wear before you're content with my appearance? How about you just follow me to

the wardrobe and pick an outfit for me?” Frustration rose in Nan Xing's tone.

“What's with your attitude? Are you unhappy now?”

“Should I be happy?”

“All right, that's enough. Stop arguing about what to wear. It's not that important anyway. Let's go and apply for the

certificate now,” Ouyang Duo interjected.

The most important thing to him was getting the share.

“He clearly isn't taking this seriously, Dad,” said Ouyang Qing in exasperation.

“That's enough. He thinks he looks charming in that, so let him be. Let's go.”

Once they stepped out of Commoner Residence, they saw around eight cars parked at the entrance.

“I won't be going with you two to apply for the certificate. Get along with each other, okay? No arguments or fights.

Once it's done, call me,” Ouyang Duo instructed before entering one of the cars.

Ouyang Qing and Nan Xing both rode in another car together.

Once Nan Xing was inside the vehicle, he leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes.

“Why are you putting on that sour face again? You don't look like someone who's on the way to getting married,”

Ouyang Qing commented in annoyance.

“Then what kind of expression do you think I should put on so I'll look like I'm getting married?”

“I'm about to become your wife! Do you think this is how you should treat me?”

“Then how should I treat you?”

Ouyang Qing realized she couldn't get along with Nan Xing at all. Whenever they conversed with each other, it

would just escalate into a fight. There was no way they could communicate peacefully with one another.

“You should know your place, Nan Xing. Treating me badly won't do you any good,” she warned.

“I do know my place. Your family harmed my brother, so now I'm forced to marry you. How shameless!” Nan Xing

replied.

“Who are you calling shameless?”

“You, of course! Do you think I'm calling myself that?”

Ouyang Qing turned sideways and attempted to slap Nan Xing's face.

However, the space within the car was cramped, so it wasn't easy for her to perform that act. By the time she

turned, he had already caught her hand.

“Don't you dare cross the line, Ouyang Qing! Just because your family is controlling my brother doesn't mean you

get to do whatever you want!” he barked.

“Our marriage has nothing to do with your brother! Stop spewing nonsense like that! Also, let me warn you again.

You better treat me nicely. Otherwise, you'll suffer consequences you cannot bear!”

Nan Xing fell silent.

His grandfather warned him many times before not to provoke members of the Ouyang family when it still wasn't

the right time yet.

For the sake of Nan Chen's safety, he had to bear with it.

When they arrived at their destination, they saw plenty of cars parked at the entrance with a huge crowd gathered

there even though it was still early in the morning.

Those people were all reporters with cameras and microphones in hand, waiting for Ouyang Qing and Nan Xing to

arrive.

“My dad told you not to talk nonsense in front of those reporters and only say what you should say. Consider the

consequences of saying things that you shouldn't,” Ouyang Qing reminded again.

Nan Xing remained silent.

When the duo stepped out of the vehicle, the reporters surrounded them immediately.

“We received news that you'll be here to apply for a marriage certificate with your partner today, Ms. Ouyang. Is

that true?” The reporters were clearly planted there by the Ouyang family.

“Thank you all for coming here so early today, dear reporters. Nan Xing and I are indeed here to apply for our

marriage certificate,” Ouyang Qing answered.

The reporters cheered, “Congratulations!”

Nan Xing continued wearing a grimace on his face. It wasn't until Ouyang Qing subtly nudged him that he forced

out a smile.

“Why the sudden decision, Ms. Ouyang?” a reporter asked.

“It's not, actually. Nan Xing had been asking for my hand in marriage for a while now. I've been considering if I

should accept his proposal. After my father encouraged me, I made up my mind and decided to marry this man

who had been after my heart for a long time,” Ouyang Qing responded with a bashful expression.

Another question came from one of the reporters. “How did you move Ms. Ouyang to the point that she agreed to

marry you, Mr. Xing?”

The reporters then aimed all their cameras in Nan Xing's direction, waiting for his answer.

The man felt aggrieved even though it wasn't his first time dealing with reporters. In the past, he would put on a

gleeful grin while answering their questions. However, at that moment, he couldn't for the life of him plaster a smile

on his face.

He tried his best to force out a smile, but he still couldn't.

Ouyang Qing gave Nan Xing a meaningful stare, telling him non-verbally that he must say something.

Reluctantly, he said curtly, “Thank you, everyone.”

“You didn't tell us how you moved Ms. Ouyang to the point that she agreed to marry you, Mr. Xing,” asked one of

the reporters, relentlessly pestering the man.

“I think she decided to marry me because my dazzling mug made her fall for me.” Left with no choice, Nan Xing

could only crack a half-hearted joke that wasn't even funny.

Still, the reporters played along and chuckled.

Ouyang Qing flashed a bright smile. “See, he's already starting to bully me. That's not what he said during the

proposal.”

“What did he say, then?” a reporter wondered.

“He said he'll love me and treat me as a princess forever.”

“Is this how you tricked Ms. Ouyang into marrying you, Mr. Xing?” questioned one of the reporters.

At that point, Nan Xing was sick of putting up a show. He didn't want to face the cameras in such a wimpy manner.

“Let's apply for the certificate first and talk later,” he said, making no effort to hide the impatience in his tone.

However, Ouyang Qing wasn't done yet. She wanted more pictures of her and Nan Xing to be taken. Since so many

reporters were arranged to be there, she figured they should take full advantage of the situation.

Thus, she held Nan Xing's arm, seemingly displaying their intimacy and affection in public, but it was just to prevent

him from leaving that quickly.

We still haven't answered all the questions the reporters had prepared beforehand! How can we leave just like that?

We must utilize this opportunity to publicize our marriage to the fullest.