He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

After a considerable period of hospitalization, Bai Yan resumed handling company affairs once his injuries had improved significantly, while Jiang Rui began investigating the person behind the accident.

"Xu Man and Wen Shao?"

"Ah."

"Want to inherit the estate?"

"probably."

After a moment of silence, Qu Yi asked him, "Have you ever thought about dying?"

Bai Yan: "I thought about it, but then I thought I couldn't die."

"why?"

"I haven't written your will yet, but at least I'll write it first."

"You want to leave your inheritance to me?"

"Do not."

He looked at it with a puzzled expression.

Bai Yan smiled enigmatically: "I want you to be buried with me."

Qu Yi: "Feudalism".

“Before the surgery, I arranged for Jiang Rui to make a will. Before entering the operating room, I stamped and signed it. I was thinking... I don’t know what the final outcome of the surgery will be. I might die. I used to think about dying and even wanted to die voluntarily. But now that it’s really come to this, I find that I can’t bear to give up.”

He paused, leaned over and kissed Qu Yi's forehead, and laughed, "What if I die and Xu Man inherits the estate? You'll be out of money. Make a will while you're lucid and leave the property to you. Once I'm dead, Xu Man will think she can inherit the property, and then you can smash the will in her face."

Qu Yi remained silent for a long time before saying, "...You've thought of everything very thoroughly."

He even thought of smashing the will and contradicting himself.

Bai Yan chuckled and rested his head on her shoulder, laughing heartily.

After a while, he stopped, looked up, and said, "Actually, I've thought of an even more thoughtful method."

"Ok?"

"I have many enemies, and who knows what might happen in the future? Just to be on the safe side, it would be better to upgrade my status."

"Ok?"

"For example, what about my spouse? They can inherit the property legitimately."

His eyes were full of smiles, yet also incredibly serious.

Qu Yi remained silent, and Bai Yan then said, "It seems you've agreed."

"...I didn't say anything."

"Is your household registration booklet at home?"

"...I don't believe you didn't send someone to get it."

He chuckled softly, "You really know me."

Bai Yan did indeed send someone to pick it up. When the two arrived at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Jiang Rui had already been waiting there for a long time.

"I thought it would take a while longer." Jiang Rui handed the household registration book to Bai Yan.

Bai Yan glanced at him, then looked down at Qu Yi and said, "You were too slow to agree; people are laughing at me for being late."

Qu Yi was somewhat speechless, but still said something to Jiang Rui:

Watch your words.

Jiang Rui: "...Yes, I remember."

The staff member taking the photos of the two looked up and widened his eyes.

"You, you, you, you! Bai, Bai..."

The boy looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old college student; his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were sparkling as he looked at the two of them.

Bai Yan glanced at him, then immediately lowered his voice and asked in a low voice, "Is Mr. Bai here to register for marriage?"

Bai Yan: "...Otherwise what?"

His hands were shaking when the photo was taken, and Bai Yan seriously doubted whether he could take a good picture and wanted to find someone else to take it.

Fortunately, the first finished product looked very good, and Bai Yan was quite satisfied.

"Mr. Bai... um, could you... could you sign your name for me?"

He excitedly handed over paper and pen.

Bai Yan remained silent for a moment, surprised that he had fans.

As Qu Yi watched Bai Yan write his flamboyant signature and hand it to the boy, she could clearly see that the boy was about to faint from excitement.