The Miracle Doctor's Wife is Not a Weak Lady!

After getting into the car, Bei Shuo heaved a long sigh of relief.

Mu Ci looked at her with a faint smile on his lips. The driver saw it in the rearview mirror and his heart skipped a beat.

He had never known Mu Ci to be the sort to smile.

He blinked and looked again. That’s right, Young Master Mu was smiling!

He could not help but look out of the car window. It was so rare that he wondered if some unusual natural phenomenon was going to happen.

Someone hit him on the back of his head. “Drive! What are you thinking about?” The butler in the passenger seat patted him.

The driver quickly started the car and asked carefully, “Uncle Liu, where are we going?”

Uncle Liu turned to look at Mu Ci. “Young Master, should we go back to the old residence or the villa?”

“The Civil Affairs Bureau,” Mu Ci said calmly.

Butler Liu and the driver were stunned.

The driver was glad that he had not started the car. Otherwise, he would have stepped on the brakes.

Uncle Liu said tactfully, “Why don’t we go back to the villa? You and Miss Bei chat first.”

Mu Ci retracted his gaze from Bei Shuo’s face and said firmly, “No need. Let’s go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Let’s get our marriage certificate first. If we delay any longer, they’ll get off work.”

Before Uncle Liu could say anything, Bei Shuo suddenly said, “You were unable to walk from birth, right? As repayment, I’ll treat your leg!”

Uncle Liu and Mu Ci were stunned.

Uncle Liu looked at Bei Shuo speechlessly.

He did not know what was wrong with his young master, but this lady was most likely crazy.

Every word she said was “crazy.”

Mu Ci chuckled. “Alright, if you can heal my leg, I’ll repay you with all my wealth.”

“Young Master!” Uncle Liu raised his voice a little.

Had he really gone nuts?

Bei Shuo did not understand. “What do you mean by everything?”

Mu Ci did not say anything. He took a pen and paper from the side pocket beside him and wrote two pages. Finally, he signed his name, took a small stamp pad, and pressed his handprint. He handed it to Bei Shuo. “Sign it.”

Bei Shuo took it hesitantly and read it softly. “Prenuptial agreement.”

She glanced at Mu Ci, who smiled and nodded.

With every word Bei Shuo said, the butler’s face darkened.

Mu Ci listed all the real estate assets under his name and bank accounts around the world. He clearly stated that if he died in a year, these assets would be inherited by Bei Shuo and taken care of by his team.

In other words, if Mu Ci died a year later, Bei Shuo would be a rich widow. She would have wealth that ordinary people could not reach. She would not have to do anything. Someone would take care of her money and help her generate money.

Bei Shuo signed her name under the butler’s furious gaze. She pressed her thumbprint and pressed the contract on Mu Ci’s chest. “To be honest, I’m quite touched. I’ve signed it, but it won’t come true because you won’t die! Even if you only have half a breath left, I’ll save you. Besides, other than being unable to walk, you look normal. You’re still far from death. Don’t worry.”

Her casual words were like a knife to the butler’s heart.

“Miss Bei, be careful with your words!” He lowered his voice and tried his best to restrain himself.

Bei Shuo leaned back and said calmly, “Uncle Liu, right? Don’t worry, I return my favors and keep my word.”

Mu Ci chuckled. This time, even Uncle Liu was stunned.

Mu Ci reached out and patted Bei Shuo’s head. “Uncle Liu, just trust her. She has been like this since she was young. She will keep her word. Right, little one?”

Bei Shuo was stunned. She pushed Mu Ci’s hand away and asked coldly, “Who are you?”

Mu Ci looked at her and said, “I’m Mu Ci. Is it that difficult to remember my name?”

Bei Shuo looked at Mu Ci in a daze. Her cute appearance melted Mu Ci’s heart.

He reached out and rolled up his sleeve bit by bit. There was an eye-catching scar the length of a finger at the front of his fair right arm. It should be an old wound that had already turned white.

He reached out to pull out the pendant around his neck and said gently, “Do you really not remember at all?”