The antique girlfriend of a chaebol heir

Shen Ci stepped forward, took the brush, pondered for a moment, and then wrote neat characters on the red paper.

The ink spread across the red paper, and she wrote: "A divine steed gallops a thousand miles, heralding a prosperous era; spring colors fill the halls of the land."

Then, with a slight turn of her wrist, she steadily wrote the horizontal inscription above: "Everything is renewed."

Apart from Lin Ruochen, everyone else in the study was seeing Shen Ci write calligraphy on Xuan paper for the first time.

Holding the pen, her expression was calm. With a slight turn of her wrist, the strokes of her regular script were vigorous and powerful, full of vitality.

The handwriting was as smooth as flowing water, yet it carried a certain steady strength, which was really not something a girl her age could write.

Grandpa Lin stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes full of praise: "Excellent calligraphy! This running script is well-structured and has a certain charm, which shows that Youyou has put in a lot of effort in calligraphy."

Lin Ruojin stood aside, watching Shen Ci's composed demeanor as she wrote, her eyes filled with amazement.

She couldn't help but whisper to her husband, "I've never heard you mention this before, but Youyou's handwriting is so good."

Shen Xiaoming looked at the couplet and could hardly believe that it was written by his daughter.

"This was... written by Youyou?"

He asked the question aloud, his voice trembling slightly at the end.

Grandpa Lin laughed heartily from the side, "That's right! Xiao Ming, how can you, as her father, not even know your own daughter's abilities?"

Shen Xiaoming did not respond.

He recalled that he had indeed enrolled his daughter in all sorts of extracurricular classes in the past—guzheng, dance, painting, calligraphy, Go…

But he had no recollection of any particular interest his daughter excelled in.

He suddenly realized that he had been a terrible father...

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the atmosphere in the Lin family's old house remained relaxed and pleasant.

Occasionally, a few firecrackers could be heard from the courtyard outside.

Lin Ruojin and her sister-in-law Zhuang Wanning were sitting in the warm pavilion with Old Madam Lin, drinking tea and chatting.

Not far away, at a mahogany table, Lin Ruoting and Shen Xiaoming were playing chess with Old Master Lin, occasionally exchanging a few words in hushed tones, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.

The television was broadcasting the lively Spring Festival Gala. Shen Ci sat upright on the soft sofa, her back straight, her eyes fixed on the screen, watching with great concentration.

On television, the flowing sleeves, the sounds of traditional Chinese string and wind instruments, and the interplay of light and shadow created a breathtaking visual feast.

For Shen Ci, this was not just a lively cultural performance, but also a cultural carrier of the world and the country she lived in.

It is like a slowly unfolding scroll, weaving together the traditional culture accumulated over thousands of years with the booming modern culture, presenting it to her without reservation.

Lin Jinyi usually loves watching cartoons and has never been interested in these kinds of shows that are for adults.

But now, seeing how intently Shen Ci was watching, he also felt a bit curious.

He sat close to Shen Ci, his little head tilted to her side, staring at the screen with her, forgetting even to grab his favorite candy.

Grandma Lin, holding her teacup, looked at Lin Jinyi nestled beside Shen Ci and couldn't stop smiling.

"With Youyou here, Jin Yi has become much quieter. In previous years, he would have been jumping around and running all over the house. How could he have let us drink tea in peace like this?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Wanning smiled and echoed, "That's why they say birds of a feather flock together. Youyou is such a well-behaved and sensible child. Jin Yi is so lucky to have such a wonderful older sister."

Lin Ruojin glanced at the two figures, one tall and one short, sitting in front of the TV, and a gentle smile appeared in her eyes.

As Zhuang Wanning poured tea, she leaned forward slightly, getting closer to Lin Ruojin.

She lowered her voice, her tone revealing the concern of an elder sister-in-law: "Ruojin, don't take offense, but you're getting on in years. If you don't have children in the next couple of years, things will really get tough. What are your plans with Lao Shen?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruojin smiled gently and shook her head.

She put down her teacup, her voice soft yet carrying an undeniable clarity:

"Sister-in-law, I don't plan to have the baby. If I get pregnant at my age, I'll be considered an advanced maternal age mother, and it will be difficult to guarantee the health of both myself and the baby. Besides, I'm too busy with work, and I really don't have the energy to think about these things."

"What did Old Shen say?" Zhuang Wanning asked, somewhat surprised.

"Whatever decision I make, he supports me."

Lin Ruojin turned her gaze to Shen Ci not far away, her eyes filled with love and satisfaction. "Besides, having Youyou as our child is enough. When Youyou gets married and has children in the future, I, as her maternal grandmother, will love her and her children with all my heart."

Zhuang Wanning followed her gaze and casually asked, "Youyou is so pretty and has such a good personality, she must have a lot of guys chasing after her, right? Does she have a boyfriend now?"

As she spoke, Zhuang Wanning thought of her older sister's child, Xu Xingyue.

After that child met Youyou at the last birthday banquet, he went back and subtly inquired about her.

It's obvious at a glance that he's fallen for Youyou.

Indeed, who wouldn't like such a beautiful and kind girl?

Having already discussed this much, Lin Ruojin didn't try to hide anything and nodded with a smile: "It seems I recently got a boyfriend. Although I haven't met him, Xiao Ming said he's a very polite young man."

Zhuang Wanning sighed inwardly, knowing that her nephew had no chance this time.

While feeling regretful, her curiosity was also piqued.

"Do you know which family he belongs to? What does he look like? Our Youyou is so beautiful, anyone who isn't handsome enough isn't good enough for her."

On the other side, Lin Ruochen walked in from the balcony after finishing a phone call.

He happened to hear the second half of it, paused in his steps, placed his hand on the back of the chair behind his sister Lin Ruojin, and frowned slightly.

"Sis, do you and your husband know that Youyou has a boyfriend? She's still young and doesn't understand anything. As elders, didn't you say anything to object?"

Lin Ruojin looked up in surprise.

My brother's reaction is a bit too much...

"It's normal for college students to date these days," she said calmly. "Having a boyfriend doesn't necessarily mean you'll end up together. As adults, we can't completely interfere in our children's feelings."

Lin Ruochen's brows furrowed even more.

He stared intently at Lin Ruojin, his voice deepening, "Is Youyou's boyfriend surnamed Su?"

"Where did you hear that from?"

Lin Ruojin was completely confused by his question, and answered truthfully, "I heard from Xiao Ming that the child's surname is Jiang, and he also attends Puhua University."

Upon hearing the word "Jiang," Lin Ruochen's hand, which was resting on the back of the chair, tightened abruptly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Surname Jiang...

A thought flashed through his mind like lightning—

No wonder Yin Kuo called Shen Ci "sister-in-law" at the wedding banquet.

He's close to Yin Kuo, attends Puhua University, and even has the surname Jiang...

There was only one such person in the entire school.

Lin Ruochen took a deep breath, his eyes swirling with complex emotions, and remained silent for a long time.