The antique girlfriend of a chaebol heir

On the day of the child's first birthday, the Jiang family's old house was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and guests filled the house.

Those who came were all close friends and relatives of both families. The CEOs who are usually ruthless and decisive in the business world all changed to gentle faces today and came with their families to ask for a drink at the wedding.

An exquisite banquet table was set up in the courtyard, and a red carpet was laid all the way from the main entrance to the hall, exuding a festive atmosphere.

As the ceremony began, the lights in the entire venue softened.

Jiang Hexuan and Ling Shuyun each carried a child as they emerged from behind the screen.

Jiang Hexuan was wearing a dark red Tang suit today, and he looked as energetic as if he had become ten years younger.

He held his grandson in his arms, and his smile never stopped from the moment he appeared. He was all smiles, his eyes barely visible, and he looked incredibly smug and radiant.

His old friends watching were so jealous they felt their teeth ache, and some couldn't help but tease him, saying his tail was practically wagging in the air.

However, despite the laughter, everyone genuinely understood and envied them.

Jiang Hexuan's son, Jiang Duo, is mature beyond his years and has managed the family business to be thriving over the years, bringing benefits to the entire Jiang family.

Jiang Hexuan didn't have to worry about it much at all.

The old men present often lamented in private that if their own children were half as worry-free as Jiang Duo, allowing them to retire early and enjoy their retirement, they too could smile as happily as Jiang Hexuan.

Which of these old guys doesn't have their blood pressure skyrocketing from being angered by their good-for-nothing younger relatives?

Moreover, Jiang Duo is not only successful in his career, but also a well-known family man.

Among these younger generations, he was the first to get married.

While other young masters were indulging in debauchery and surrounded by women, he had already dutifully married someone and brought her home.

He would decline social engagements whenever possible and rush home as soon as he got off work. Everyone in the industry knew that President Jiang was a man with a wife, children, and a warm bed.

And that Mrs. Jiang—

Everyone's gaze unconsciously turned to the distance not far away.

Today, Shen Ci wore a moon-white cheongsam. Her waist was slender, her black hair was like clouds, and the naivety of a new mother had faded from her eyes, replaced by a gentle and composed demeanor.

She was talking to Xie Shuyun beside her with her head down, the corners of her lips slightly curved. Every smile and frown of hers truly deserved the title of "beauty that could topple kingdoms".

Moreover, she is now a PhD from a prestigious university, with extensive knowledge and a bright future ahead of her.

Not to mention, she also had a son and a daughter.

The two little ones didn't cry or fuss in their grandparents' arms. They opened their big, bright eyes and curiously looked around, instantly melting the hearts of everyone present.

During the first birthday celebration, the two little ones were placed on a mat covered with red silk, surrounded by writing brushes, ink, an abacus, seals, a stethoscope, small gold ingots, and so on.

The older brother climbed up and down twice, then grabbed Jiang Hexuan's golden seal, drawing applause and cheers from the crowd.

The younger sister slowly crawled to Jiang Duo's side, grabbed his finger and wouldn't let go, making everyone laugh.

Jiang Duo picked up his daughter, gently kissed her forehead, and was reluctant to put her down.

The lively atmosphere at the banquet lasted for a long time.

Many young people in the circle, who are overwhelmed by their families' pressure to get married, hide in a corner and drink.

When their elders tug at their ears and ask, "What kind of person are you looking for?", they usually glance toward the main table and then say with their necks stiff, "I want to find someone like Jiang Duo's wife."

Upon hearing this, the elders often choked and remained speechless for a long time.

—Like Jiang Duo's wife?

His appearance, knowledge, and temperament—aren't they all top-notch?

With these standards set up here, it's not about finding a wife; it's clearly about silencing the elders.

Jiang Duo happened to be passing by and overheard what was said. He paused slightly and glanced at the table.

He was wearing a black suit today, which made him look even more upright and composed. Upon hearing this, he merely raised an eyebrow slightly, but the corners of his lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.

He carried his daughter and walked straight towards Shen Ci.

"Tired?" he asked softly, naturally putting one arm around her waist.

Shen Ci shook her head, looked up at him, her eyes reflecting the lights of the room: "It's alright."

Jiang Duo hummed in agreement, pulled her closer to him, and shielded her from most of the gazes directed at her.

As the guests watched this scene, some shook their heads and chuckled, while others secretly envied.

Jiang Hexuan stood beside Ling Shuyun, holding his grandson, and looked at the beautiful couple and their lovely granddaughter not far away. He couldn't stop smiling.

Isn't this the greatest happiness in the world?

Lin Ruochen stood on the outer edge of the crowd, holding a glass of wine in his hand, but did not drink it for a long time.

His gaze pierced through the throng of people and landed on the scene not far away—

Shen Ci was bending down slightly to straighten her daughter's clothes when Jiang Duo whispered something in her ear, and she looked up and smiled.

That smile was bright and gentle, with curved eyebrows and eyes, like moonlight soaked in honey, flowing from the corners of the eyes and brows all the way to the heart, without the slightest bit of reluctance or gloom.

Lin Ruochen watched quietly, his knuckles gently tightening and then slowly loosening on the cup.

He had felt resentful and obsessed, repeatedly asking himself in the dead of night if things would have turned out differently if he had started earlier or been braver.

But at this moment, seeing her so tenderly loved, surrounded by her two children, and sincerely blessed by a hall full of guests, seeing her eyes and brows brimming with happiness—

The weight that had been pressing on my heart for so many years suddenly felt lighter.

It's not that I don't feel regret, but within that regret, there's finally a sense of willing acceptance.

He smiled to himself and downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.

The liquor was slightly spicy upon entering the throat, yet also clear.

That's it.

Some flowers are most beautiful when they bloom in someone else's garden.

……

The twins' names were chosen by Jiang Hexuan.

Jiang Yu'an, Jiang Yuning.

May you have peace and prosperity, and may every year bring tranquility.

There's no earth-shattering meaning behind it; it's just a grandfather's simplest and most heartfelt wish for his child.

The two children are indeed as their names suggest, and are much calmer and more well-behaved than ordinary children.

When they were a little over one year old, they often sat side by side on a soft carpet and played with building blocks.

You build one piece, I put another, no fighting or grabbing, occasionally passing each other shapes that the other can't reach, quietly playing for half a day.

Ling Shuyun always smiles broadly whenever she comes to visit, saying that these two little darlings have come to repay a debt of gratitude.

On their fifth wedding anniversary, Jiang Duo started making arrangements early in the morning.

He personally dressed the two children neatly, packed two large bags full of things, and then made a phone call to have An'an, Ningning, and the nannies packed up and sent to the old house.

When Jiang Hexuan and Ling Shuyun received their two little babies, they were so happy they couldn't stop smiling.

Ling Shuyun's voice on the phone was filled with barely concealed laughter: "You two have a wonderful anniversary. Don't worry about the child here; come pick him up a few days later!"

At noon, the huge villa finally became completely quiet.

Jiang Duo walked up from behind and, before Shen Ci could react, bent down and picked her up upright.

Shen Ci let out a soft cry and subconsciously put her arm around his shoulder. He carried her steadily through the living room and straight up to the bedroom on the second floor, where he gently placed her on the soft bed.

"Honey, wait for me."

His voice was low and husky, carrying a certain unspoken implication, as he turned and went into the bathroom.

The sound of water lasted for about ten minutes.

When the bathroom door opened again, Shen Ci was leaning against the headboard reading a book. Hearing the sound, she looked up and was almost stunned by the sight before her.

Jiang Duo leaned against the door frame, wearing a deep V-neck black silk robe with a very low neckline. The fabric clung to his body, revealing his firm and smooth muscle lines.

He imitated the poses that those young male celebrities often use when taking photos online, lazily resting one hand on the wall and the other hand on his hip, and even winked at Shen Ci.

That scene...

Shen Ci paused for two seconds, then suddenly remembered the boy band photos that were included in the souvenirs from a concert a few years ago.

Back then, I only thought those boys were young and handsome. Now, looking at the person in front of me—sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, broad shoulders and long legs, exuding the hormones of a mature man, how can those youthful faces compare?

She couldn't help but smile, feeling a gentle tickle on her heart, both itchy and tender.

Shen Ci put down her book and gently beckoned to him with her finger.

Soon, the temperature in the bedroom rose sharply, and the suppressed breathing became louder and louder.

"Hmm...don't bite there..."

Shen Ci's voice trembled softly as she ran her fingers through his hair, a gesture that seemed both a rejection and a tease, "Or... I won't give you a tip..."

Jiang Duo chuckled softly, the vibrations of his chest pressing against her skin, making her heart tremble.

The afterglow lingered long afterward.

He pulled Shen Ci into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, his voice hoarse: "How was my service? How many stars would you give me, sister?"

Shen Ci was both amused and touched by his words. She reached out and pulled a delicate brocade pouch from the bedside table, handing it to him and saying softly, "Here, a tip."

Jiang Duo smiled and took it, his slender fingers loosening the drawstring of the brocade bag, and took out a sachet that emitted a faint fragrance.

On the sachet, a pair of mandarin ducks with their necks intertwined are embroidered with exquisite silk thread, and two small mandarin duck babies are playing in the water next to them, looking adorable.

Upon seeing this meaningful gift, Jiang Duo's eyes instantly darkened.

He chuckled softly, holding the sachet in his palm, then leaned down and pressed it against her again, his voice terribly hoarse: "Sister gave me too much, I have to give some back..."

Before the words were even finished, another blush-inducing, heart-pounding gasp filled the room once more.

May your life be peaceful and your love last forever.

(End of the article)