novelraw Chapter 0192 He's also a devoted lover.
Chapter 0192 He's also a devoted lover.
Jinxiuyuan Apartment.
These past few days, this spacious penthouse has been filled with an unprecedented, chaotic joy.
Wen Ning spent her postpartum period at home.
Jiang Ci not only hired a top-notch team of confinement nannies, but also learned how to take care of a baby herself from the nannies.
He wouldn't even glance at company matters unless the sky were falling.
Today is a big day.
Naming the little princess.
The coffee table in the living room was covered with various thick ancient books.
The Book of Songs, the Songs of Chu, and the Kangxi Dictionary were all copied over.
Jiang's father and mother sat on the sofa, each holding a dictionary and wearing reading glasses, meticulously studying each word and sentence.
Although the old man has passed away, as grandparents, they have put a lot of thought into the name of the Jiang family's first granddaughter.
"I think the character '芷' is good." Jiang's mother pointed to a character, "芷若 means fragrant grass, and it sounds gentle and pleasant for a girl to be called that."
"Too delicate," Mr. Jiang retorted, frowning. "Our Jiang family's girls should have a grand presence. How about 'Yan'? It means peace and tranquility."
"No, no, that's too boyish. Our granddaughter is so delicate!"
The two elders argued heatedly over a name.
Wen Ning leaned back on the other sofa.
He was holding that adorable little dumpling in his arms, fast asleep.
She looked at her in-laws, who were about to start arguing over the name, and nudged Jiang Ci, who was peeling an apple next to her, with a hint of helplessness.
"Jiang Ci, you're the father, say something!"
Wen Ning complained softly.
"We've been discussing this for three days now, and the baby still doesn't have a proper name. If this keeps up, Mom and Dad are going to have a falling out."
Jiang Ci cut the peeled apple into small pieces, tied them with toothpicks, and handed them to Wen Ning.
He put down the fruit knife.
He grabbed a tissue and wiped his hands, his expression calm.
"Dad, Mom. Stop looking."
He suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, but it successfully stopped the two elders from arguing.
"I've already decided on the name."
Jiang's father put down the "Songs of Chu" in his hand and glared at his son.
"You've already decided? You didn't even discuss it with us! What characters did you choose? Which ancient book did you read them from?"
Jiang Ci picked up a pen from the table.
On a blank A4 sheet of paper, three words were written.
The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, penetrating the paper.
He pushed the paper to the middle of the coffee table.
Jiang Muning.
Jiang's father and mother were stunned.
Looking at those three words, I couldn't find any words to refute them for a moment.
There are no classical allusions or grand implications about family, country, or the world.
Wen Ning leaned over and took a look.
Jiang Muning.
She froze for two seconds, her cheeks instantly turning bright red.
"Jiang Ci!"
She lowered her voice and reached out to pinch his waist.
"That's so...so cheesy!"
Mu Ning.
She admires Wen Ning.
This is practically like engraving a confession of love on a child's ID card!
"When the child goes to school, how will she explain the meaning of her name when the teacher calls roll and classmates ask?"
Wen Ning was so embarrassed that she wished she could disappear into the ground.
Jiang Ci, however, did not care at all.
He grabbed the hand that Wen Ning had used to pinch him and squeezed it in his palm.
He replied confidently:
"What are you afraid of?"
"That's true."
"I just want her to know how much her father loves her mother."
The elders: "..."
Jiang's father coughed lightly and silently closed the copy of "Chu Ci" in front of him.
Jiang's mother looked at her son's self-righteous way of protecting his wife, shook her head helplessly, but a smile played on her lips.
Fine.
That rascal is quite the romantic.
Let him go.
……
Since Jiang Muning came into our lives.
The once ruthless and decisive CEO Jiang in the business world has completely disappeared.
Instead, there was a "doting father" with no bottom line.
Jiang Ci's transformation was so drastic that it shocked everyone who knew him.
He learned to mix formula with one hand and control the water temperature.
She has learned to change diapers with great skill.
The most outrageous one time was...
Limitless's senior management is holding a very important video conference.
Jiang Ci sat in his study, listening intently to the report from the head of the overseas branch.
Sudden.
Little Mu Ning, in the crib next to her, was dreaming about something, and her little brows furrowed slightly.
She pouted and let out a soft hum.
Jiang Ci was preparing to finalize a project worth over 100 million yuan.
The movement suddenly stopped.
"pause."
He coldly uttered two words to the dozen or so executives sitting upright in the video.
Then the microphone and camera were cut off.
He strode over to the crib.
She stared anxiously at her daughter's face, gently patted her swaddling clothes, and murmured soothing words to her.
Xiao Mu Ning's brows relaxed again, and she continued to sleep soundly.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The dozen or so executives on the other end of the line waited for a full half hour in front of the black screen.
They didn't even dare to breathe loudly, thinking that something fatal had gone wrong with the overseas project.
later.
A careful employee noticed this.
President Jiang's unchanging minimalist black phone wallpaper.
It's been changed.
It turned into a photograph.
That was the image of Wen Ning sitting in the sunlight, gently holding little Mu Ning in her arms.
……
Although her real name is Jiang Muning.
But every child needs a nickname.
That afternoon.
Wen Ning finished breastfeeding her daughter.
Jiang Ci took the baby with practiced ease, held her upright against his broad chest, and gently patted her back to help her burp.
"Jiang Ci."
Looking at his typical dad-like demeanor, Wen Ning suddenly asked.
"Shall we give the baby a nickname?"
Jiang Ci didn't stop moving.
"What's your name?"
Let's call her "Nian Nian".
Wen Ning looked at her daughter's adorable appearance as she blew bubbles with her eyes closed, her eyebrows curving into a smile.
Jiang Ci was stunned for a moment.
"Nian Nian?"
He looked at Wen Ning, "Why is it called that?"
Wen Ning leaned closer.
He reached out and poked Jiang Ci's shoulder.
She looked up at him.
A cunning yet gentle light flickered in his eyes.
"because……"
"For those three years, I thought of you every single day."
Jiang Ci's body suddenly stiffened.
The hand that was patting the hiccup froze in mid-air.
These three years.
It used to be the most untouchable minefield between them, their most painful scar.
But now.
On this afternoon filled with the aroma of milk.
Those past traumas and pains were transformed into the sweetest candy by her effortless narration.
Thinking of it.
It turns out that during those three years, he wasn't the only one who was hopelessly longing for her.
She was the same.
Jiang Ci's Adam's apple bobbed.
My eyes felt slightly warm.
"it is good."
He lowered his head and kissed Wen Ning deeply on the forehead.
His voice was low, husky, and lingering.
"Let's call him Nian Nian."
"Wow--"
After being ignored for half a minute, Xiao Niannian started crying in protest.
Jiang Ci quickly snapped out of her thoughts and hurriedly began to soothe her daughter.
"Oh, Niannian, be good, Daddy's here..."
He was holding that little soft dumpling.
I walked around the living room, humming an unknown tune, and coaxed her for a whole hour.
Until midnight.
the next day.
Limitless employees discovered...
President Jiang, who is always in high spirits.
I came to work with huge dark circles under my eyes.
Zhang Annian carefully handed over the coffee: "Brother Ci...didn't you sleep well last night?"
Jiang Ci took the coffee.
Although his eyes were full of exhaustion, a silly smile that he couldn't suppress lingered on his lips.
"Um."
He took a sip of coffee, his tone nonchalant.
"She was making a fuss last night."
That tone.
That's not a complaint.
This is clearly blatant showing off!
……
A weekend evening.
Wen Ning leaned back on the sofa.
Looking at the carpet, the man in the expensive suit was lying on the floor, completely undignified.
She was holding a plush toy and playing with her daughter in the crib.
"Niannian, look at Daddy."
"Smile."
The little guy giggled.
Jiang Ci also laughed like a fool.
Wen Ning looked at the father and daughter.
He sighed helplessly, but a wide smile curved his lips.
She touched the thin blanket that Jiang Ci had forced her to put on her earlier.
"It's over."
Wen Ning sighed silently to himself.
"Now there are two 'masters' in the house."