Chapter 662: Get the Marriage Certificate

Chapter 662: Obtaining the Marriage License

Jiang Yu listened to their exchange, which completely disregarded Tan Lizhu's feelings.

It was as if being chosen by He Dongqi was an honor, and she had no right to refuse.

Massaging her temples, Jiang Yu interrupted, "Are you some feudal lord from the old society? Do you think you’re picking wives, and any woman you pick has to marry you? He Dongqi, if I recall correctly, didn’t Tan Lizhu reject you?"

He Dongqi froze, his face flushing with embarrassment.

"She did reject me, but I know that couldn’t have been her true feelings. She’s not even a legitimate Tan family member anymore—she’s been kicked out. Who else could she possibly find better than me?"

Jiang Yu found this utterly ridiculous. "Is finding a man better than you really that hard? Some rando off the street would be a better match. Every word of her rejection was sincere—couldn’t have been more sincere."

If she hadn’t come today, she wouldn’t have known He Dongqi was this full of himself.

She had no idea how the He family had raised someone this dense.

"Comrade He Dongqi, why don’t you take a good look in the mirror? Do you really think a toad like you can land a swan?"

Wei Xiuru snapped, "How is my son not good enough for her? What kind of background does Tan Lizhu even have, and what’s my son’s?"

Jiang Yu shot back, "And what’s your background, and what’s your son’s? You and He Jingyi don’t even have a marriage certificate—He Dongqi is, frankly, a love child. And you dare look down on others’ backgrounds?"

Every time this topic came up, Wei Xiuru was struck where it hurt most.

Because of that missing marriage certificate, even He Dongqi had to suffer the insults.

The old lady was truly furious now. She already felt He Dongqi had been wronged, and now Jiang Yu was chewing him out—it broke her heart.

"You! How can you say such things? He’s a legitimate child of our family, not some bastard! And stop obsessing over that marriage certificate. If it’s such a big deal, then let Jingyi and Xiuru get married—let them get the certificate!"

Wei Xiuru was overjoyed, her eyes welled up.

After all these years of waiting, her wish was finally coming true.

"Mom..."

The moment the words left her mouth, she felt a pang of regret.

She stole a glance at the old man and saw his stormy look, instantly regretting her outburst.

"I think... enough is enough after all these years. Jingyi is old now, already retired—him marrying Xiuru changes nothing for the He family. But Dongqi is growing up, reaching marriageable age. If people keep using this against him, how will he ever find a partner?"

The old man remained silent, but Jiang Yu could tell he was on the fence.

He Jingyi was too old to boss around anymore.

If not for what the old man still controlled, He Jingyi would’ve rebelled long ago.

Even if the old man said no, would He Jingyi listen?

"You’re old now—why bother with all this? Why not just enjoy watching Dongqi get married and start a family, living happily together?"

The old man still refused to respond, making the old lady bristle further.

"Well, I don’t care! I’ve listened to you my whole life—this time, you *have* to listen to me! It’s such a small thing—what reason do you have to oppose it? You keep going on about Wei Baiyun, but she’s probably remarried by now. Why should my son stay single for her?"

The old man waved a dismissive hand. "I won’t interfere. I’m too old to control the younger generations. But let’s be clear—count me out—don’t you dare rope me in."

His words had made his stance clear—even if he wouldn’t attend, he wouldn’t interfere either.

Wei Xiuru was overjoyed and quickly assured him, "Grandfather, Jingyi and I aren’t young anymore. We’ll keep it quiet—no big show. You have my word."

But she was absolutely determined to hold a banquet.

Back when she first got involved with He Jingyi, not only was there no banquet, but the He family had even tried to keep it under wraps.

After enduring all these years, she finally had the chance to get her rightful place—how could she not be thrilled?

Wei Xiuru tilted her chin up at Jiang Yu, a smug smile on her face.

"Got nothing to say now, huh?"

Jiang Yu curled her lips. "Will a marriage certificate change the fact that you were the other woman who broke up someone else’s family? That He Dongqi is an illegitimate child you brought in from outside—isn’t that the truth?"

The old lady frowned in displeasure. "That was so many years ago—why keep rehashing the past and causing drama in the family?"

What man wasn’t like that, sowing wild oats?

Back then, He Jingyi had pleaded and groveled, never once mentioning divorce. It was Wei Baiyun who couldn’t handle it.

She walked out on her kids and left—if she could be so heartless, how could she blame He Jingyi for being irresponsible?

Jiang Yu gave her an icy look. "Old Madam, if the old master had behaved like He Jingyi back then, you probably wouldn’t be sitting here today, lecturing me."

The old lady’s eyes widened, and she gasped in fury.

"How dare you!"

Jiang Yu stood up, the chill in her gaze impossible to suppress.

"Just saying—reminding you, old madam, that what you don’t wish for yourself, don’t inflict on others. Practice what you preach."

She turned to the old master, her lips curling into a mocking smile.

"Guess I wasted my time coming today. I’ll take my leave now."

The old master avoided her gaze, knowing Jiang Yu was angry.

But he wasn’t just He Tingyue’s grandfather—he was also He Dongqi’s grandfather.

You can’t have it both ways, and he couldn’t bring himself to completely disregard He Dongqi.

Jiang Yu turned and walked out, with Wei Xiuru following behind.

"Jiang Yu, once Jingyi and I are married, we’ll definitely invite you all to celebrate with us."

Jiang Yu ignored her, mounted her bicycle, and took off.

Wei Xiuru spat after her as she left. "Damn right!"

After being suppressed for so many years, she could finally stand tall.

"Dongqi, your grandfather has finally relented! From now on, I’ll be the official Mrs. He. No one can throw the past in your face anymore!"

Wei Xiuru clutched his arm, unable to contain her excitement.

"Do you know what this means? It means your grandfather acknowledges you now! He Tingyue’s distance has hurt the old man’s heart. You should seize this moment to butter him up."

Get the old man on their side, and the He family will be in their pocket.

"Stop obsessing over Tan Lizhu. With her status, she’s beneath you now. Listen to your mother—I’ll find you someone better."

He Dongqi pressed his lips together. "Mom, let me be honest with you. I’m not as foolish as you think. Of course, Tan Lizhu isn’t worthy of me."

More than that, what he cared about was the humiliation he suffered because of Tan Lizhu.

That day at the Tan residence, how she had publicly rejected him, crushing his pride.

He’d get his revenge.