My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1178: A Perfect Match

Wuyue finally lifted his gaze. Yu Longting, besides me, was the first person he had directly acknowledged. "Who will end up following whom is still a matter of debate. You are a snake, and in the past, you were subservient to our tribe."

"Did I recount my memories to you for naught? Have you never encountered Darwin's theory of evolution? It's simply survival of the fittest. Your kind faced extinction, while we snakes found ourselves ascending from servitude." Yu Longting let out a light laugh, showing no signs of anger.

Xiao Li, observing the scene with wide eyes from the sidelines, edged closer to me. "Are they about to engage in a confrontation?" she whispered.

"Unlikely," I murmured, barely getting the words out. "Their relationship is as intertwined as fish and water..."

A piercing glare from two pairs of intense eyes was fixed upon me, akin to the rapid fire of machine guns.

A cold sweat broke out on my brow, causing me to cover my mouth. "My apologies for the misstatement. I was incorrect; please; continue."

"The world is vast, and I wish to explore it. I shall take this painting with me." Wuyue tossed aside the phone and moved to retrieve the ancient painting, its corner bearing a slight burn mark.

After all, the painting had belonged to Zhao Sihai, who was now a considerable distance away.

Yu Longting, with a nonchalant shrug, indicated his indifference to anyone taking it. "Take it and have your fun. Just be careful not to get too absorbed and find yourself trapped."

"That is of no concern to you."

Wuyue, carrying the painting, also seized Xiao Li's phone. "Impressive quality. Even with a cracked screen, it still functions. This is now mine. Make sure to find Su Wan and have her purchase a hundred phones for you."

"Ten phones," Xiao Li interjected cautiously.

Before we could fully process it, Wuyue, without pausing, leaped out the window and departed.

"These young ladies..." I remarked to Yu Longting, feeling a sense of bewilderment.

Yu Longting chuckled, "Regretting your previous involvement and interference?"

Nodding vigorously, like a chicken pecking at grain, I confirmed his suspicion.

With dozens of people in our charge, how should we manage their arrangements?

Later, the resourceful Yu Longting proposed a plan to assist us.

The suggestion was to contact the authorities and request that someone come to take them away, stating they were discovered in the mountains.

Upon apprehension, they were already disoriented from torture, experiencing various hallucinations.

By combining their slight hysteria with their muddled, rambling recollections, our explanation would be plausible and withstand scrutiny.

Eventually, the authorities requested our address and even considered presenting us with a commendation banner.

We provided our location: Spring Wind Town.

However, the banner was declined; our sole hope was for these young ladies to find their way back home.

Subsequently, we appropriated a few items from Zhao Sihai's ancestral residence, including some long-concealed treasures belonging to Piao Changji.

We termed this action: "Looting the bag."

Afterward, we journeyed back to Spring Wind Town together.

Yu Longting and I returned from the registry office, proudly holding a newly stamped marriage certificate.

Beichen, upon receiving the news, hurried over with Dumpling and Qing Li.

"Dumpling, Mama missed you~" My eyes lit up the moment I saw Beichen cradling the cold and stern Little Cutie in his arms.

Yu Longting found the scene amusing. "Missed my foot, I wonder who it was that desired to linger within the painting longer."

"Yu Longting! If you dare to sabotage my moment again, you'll see." I shot Yu Longting a glare.

Dumpling, upon seeing me, shed his cold facade and transformed into an affectionate little boy.

He extended his small, short arms towards me. "Mama."

I quickly suppressed my stern expression and embraced Dumpling, simultaneously handing him the marriage certificate. "What is this?"

Dumpling gazed curiously at the two sturdy red booklets in my hand, his chubby little fingers accepting the marriage certificate.

He opened it to reveal our photograph, his face beaming with delight, even bestowing a light kiss upon its corner.

This little one possesses astonishing intelligence.

He is capable of drawing talismans, so recognizing a marriage certificate should come as no surprise.