My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1179: Legally Married Couple

"Yu Longting, Dumpling seems particularly happy that we’re getting married." I looked up at Yu Longting.

Yu Longting gazed intently at me, his response following, "I’m even happier."

Even if I were the most oblivious person, I would still grasp the profound meaning behind his stare.

My cheeks tinged with a faint blush, and after clearing my throat, I directed my question to Beichen, "Why haven’t I seen my mother-in-law yet?"

Before Beichen could utter a response, Yu Longting’s gaze shifted towards a spot not far away, querying, "Isn’t she arriving now?"

Two figures emerged from a sleek black business car, one exuding an air of arrogance with a slightly raised chin, the other appearing timid and trembling subtly.

"Don’t you recall the rules? When addressing me, how should you refer to yourself? Have you forgotten?" Qing Li elegantly lifted her chin, removed her sunglasses, and began walking towards us.

Following Qing Li was a timid woman clad in worn-out garments, stammering, "I understand, I do. From this moment forth... I... no, this servant will... refer to herself as such."

"And when you encounter Su Wan, remember to address her as the esteemed young matron and to kneel. Do you comprehend?" Qing Li commanded with a cold tone.

Liu Hongluan found herself ensnared within a remarkably lifelike Paper Man, an illusion that would elude casual observation.

A flicker of resentment, visible in her realistically painted eyes, crossed her face as she pressed her lips together firmly, remaining silent.

Qing Li’s palm, imbued with the Water Curse, felt damp as she extended it.

With a swift slap to Liu Hongluan’s face, the paper disguise shattered instantly. "What are you staring at? Do you fail to understand my words?"

Her resolve was unwavering; she had declared her intention to keep Liu Hongluan close, subjecting her to slow torment without any hint of reservation.

It was unlikely that Liu Hongluan had experienced even half a pleasant day in Qing Li’s company.

"This servant understands, truly understands! I shall address the Lady of the Snake Lord as the esteemed young matron, and the Snake Lord as the young master. I have committed it to memory." Liu Hongluan dropped to her knees on the spot, her body wracked with shivers, yet she dared not offer any resistance.

I couldn't help but frown. While Qing Li’s methods were undeniably satisfying to witness,

Liu Hongluan was merely feigning compliance on the surface, undoubtedly plotting her revenge at every opportunity.

Nevertheless, I recognized the need to find a moment to offer Qing Li some counsel.

"Dumpling, what is that you’re holding? It’s so vibrantly red," Qing Li’s icy demeanor melted away the instant she reached Dumpling.

Her smile transformed, becoming gentle and warm, radiating an aura akin to basking in the gentle breezes of spring.

Upon the sight of his grandmother’s arrival, Dumpling’s eyes sparkled with delight.

He eagerly presented two bright red certificates, chirping happily, "Grandma."

"Ah, my dearest little darling, you are infinitely cuter than your father was as a child," Qing Li cooed, her love for her grandson evident as she accepted the certificates with a smile.

Yu Longting’s dark eyes flashed with an enigmatic allure, his eyebrows twitching almost imperceptibly.

Though he appeared outwardly indifferent, I knew better.

He was merely putting on a show of unconcern.

This particular scene undoubtedly delivered a heart-wrenching blow to Yu Longting.

It was said that Qing Li had never revealed her true face to him during his childhood, consistently wearing a mask.

Let alone showering him with maternal affection, it was probable that she had treated her own son as if he were a mere stranger.

Gently, I tugged at Yu Longting’s sleeve, giving it a soft shake. "Dumpling is so incredibly cute, you must have been adorable too. Especially with an eggshell stuck on your head – even more endearing and delightfully silly."

"You..." Yu Longting’s gaze fixed upon my face, his typically cold and enchanting expression suddenly freezing, replaced by a look of utter helplessness.

Had I uttered something amiss?

It seemed unlikely; I had just complimented him, suggesting he was even cuter than Dumpling.

Leaning my forehead against his arm, I murmured reassuringly, "Mother-in-law is likely just being tsundere, which is why she said that about you. All elders are like that, aren't they? They say one thing but mean quite another."

"Did the two of you finally decide to get married?" Qing Li’s steely silhouette suddenly fell upon my face.

One moment causing a noticeable stir, the next I was jolted back to awareness, responding, "Yes... yes, mother-in-law, we’ve finally obtained the certificate. We are now legally married."