novelraw Chapter 300: Overflowing Generosity
Chapter 300: Overflowing Generosity
By late morning, sunlight streamed through the windows, casting its glow onto the golden jewelry before Qian Guixiang. The shimmering light reflected in her pupils and lit up her heart.
At her age, items like these were utterly irresistible.
After decades of marriage, she had long yearned for her own set of gold jewelry. Now, with these luxurious pieces right in front of her, she could barely contain her excitement and elation.
Lifting her gaze to Tang Song, she hesitated before saying, “Tang Song, this... this is too expensive. I feel bad accepting it.”
While she was thrilled with her daughter’s exceptional boyfriend, she worried about making a bad impression. After all, a gesture this grand on a first visit was enough to make her uneasy.
Tang Song smiled warmly. “Auntie, please don’t think that way. These gifts are just a small token of my respect—I hope you’ll like them. You and Uncle raised Ruanruan into such a wonderful person. To me, nothing is more precious than that.”
As he spoke, he gently wrapped his arm around Wen Ruan.
Hearing Tang Song’s heartfelt words, both Wen Jianxin and Qian Guixiang were touched.
In their hearts, their daughter had always been exceptional—responsible and independent, never giving them a moment of trouble. She was their pride and joy.
“Oh, well… thank you, Tang Song. When you have time, come visit us often, and Auntie will cook something delicious for you.”“Of course, I’d love that,” Tang Song replied with a smile.
“We’re family now, no need to be so formal.”
“Auntie, why don’t you try them on? See if they suit you,” Tang Song encouraged.
Carefully holding the two jewelry boxes, Qian Guixiang’s expression was a mix of excitement and nervousness.
Even though Wen Ruan was about to start a high-paying management position, her new role hadn’t materialized yet. And with both her and Wen Jianxin currently unemployed, their family was still in a tight spot financially.
Tang Song’s grand gesture was so overwhelming it felt almost surreal.
Seeing her mother’s reaction, Wen Ruan stepped forward with a gentle smile. “Mom, let me help you put on the necklace.”
She picked up the necklace, unlocking its clasp. The necklace, made of heavy pure gold, featured a beautiful floral pendant.
Given Tang Song’s history of gifting her luxury items like an LV handbag and a Rolex watch, Wen Ruan wasn’t particularly surprised.
Still, she felt a wave of emotion.
Her family had always been financially strained, with their relocation housing project still incomplete. Her parents had lived frugally for so long, and she could understand her mother’s current feelings.
As the radiant gold adorned Qian Guixiang’s neck, Aunt Qian Guimei instinctively touched her own simple necklace and remarked enviously, “Guixiang, your son-in-law is incredible. This necklace with the pendant must weigh at least 40 grams.”
Despite owning four small hotpot restaurants and being worth several million yuan, Qian Guimei admitted she would hesitate to spend so much on jewelry.
Hearing her sister’s comment, Qian Guixiang’s face lit up with a joyful smile.
Lv Feifei nudged her mother and joked, “Mom, are you dropping hints? Fine, I’ll let Qu Guanjie know and get you one too.”
Both Lv Feifei and her husband, Qu Guanjie, worked in finance in Shanghai, earning over a million yuan annually. But with a mortgage to pay, they were still cautious with their spending.
“No, no, I was just saying. Don’t bring it up with Guanjie,” Qian Guimei replied hastily.
After some lighthearted banter, Lv Feifei turned her curious gaze back to Tang Song.
She had been observing him closely since he walked through the door.
His manners were impeccable, striking the perfect balance between ease and propriety.
Whether it was his speech, demeanor, or appearance, he surpassed most people she had met.
An outstanding young man indeed. If his financial situation was as extraordinary as her aunt claimed, he was leagues ahead of Gu Cheng, the match she had previously introduced to Wen Ruan.
“Oh wow, with the necklace and bracelet on, you look so elegant and wealthy!” Qian Guimei exclaimed with a smile.
Qian Guixiang admired herself in the mirror. The elegant gold necklace circled her neck, and the bracelet on her wrist sparkled under the light.
The radiant gold accentuated her appearance, making her look dignified and affluent.
For a moment, the smile on her face was so bright it seemed impossible to suppress.
If it weren’t for the guests in the house, she might have burst out laughing with joy.
In her 50-plus years, no gift had ever come close to this.
With this set of jewelry, her confidence would skyrocket at family gatherings—everyone would view her differently.
“Thank you, Tang Song. I truly love these gifts. You’re so thoughtful,” Qian Guixiang said sincerely, setting aside any pretense of humility.
Tang Song smiled again and opened another gift bag.
He pulled out a set of skincare products. “Auntie, a friend recommended these. They include serums, toners, creams, and cleansers. Please use them. Once you finish, I’ll get you more.”
Qian Guixiang took the set eagerly, her hands trembling slightly as she exclaimed, “Helena Rubinstein?”
“Yes. I wasn’t sure of your exact skin type, so I went with a general anti-aging and firming line.”
“Oh, you’re so considerate!” A rosy flush spread across Qian Guixiang’s cheeks as she glanced at her sister with a triumphant smile. “Looks like I don’t need to envy you anymore, Guimei.”
She recognized the brand because Lv Feifei and her husband had gifted her sister a set for her birthday, claiming it cost over 10,000 yuan and had to be purchased overseas.
Back then, Qian Guixiang had been green with envy, even dreaming about owning a set herself.
But the set Tang Song brought today was more extensive, with larger packaging—it was clearly worth over 20,000 yuan.
How could she not show it off on Douyin or her friends’ group chat later?
Qian Guimei smacked her lips, her eyes filled with envy as she glanced at her sister.
“Auntie, my mom’s turning into a lemon from all this jealousy. You’d better stash it away,” Lv Feifei joked, glancing at Wen Ruan’s happy expression. “Ruanruan, you’re so lucky.”
Qian Guixiang let out a delighted “Aye” as she put the items away, her face aglow with joy.
When she hesitated about whether to remove the bracelet, Qian Guimei grinned and said, “Listen to me—wear the whole set when we visit Mingfeng’s house. Let Feng’e see this!”
She knew her sister had often endured snide remarks from their sister-in-law Wang Feng’e. With this ensemble, Qian Guixiang would finally have the upper hand.
Although Qian Guimei didn’t help much with her sister’s family due to her own household responsibilities, seeing Wen Ruan find such an outstanding boyfriend genuinely made her happy.
“Then... I’ll keep it on?” Qian Guixiang asked, looking at her daughter.
Wen Ruan raised her brows and smiled, “Mom, it’s yours now. If you want to wear it, wear it.”
“Alright, I’ll wear it!” With her Helena Rubinstein set in hand and adorned with gold jewelry, Qian Guixiang was glowing with pride.
This son-in-law was flawless—not only handsome and well-mannered but also spot-on with his gifts.
At the side, Wen Jianxin glanced at the remaining tea and watch on the table, his heartbeat quickening.
Initially, he hadn’t thought much of Tang Song. But now, seeing the quality of his gifts, Wen Jianxin couldn’t help but feel his admiration grow. Every item Tang Song brought was of exceptional value.
By late morning, the living room was bathed in sunlight, and the mood was lively as Tang Song handed over the gifts he had prepared.
“This is some tea I brought for you, Uncle,” Tang Song said with a warm smile. “Ruanruan mentioned your blood pressure is a bit high, so I picked a green tea that helps lower blood lipids, cholesterol, and blood pressure while also improving vascular health.”
Wen Jianxin’s eyes lit up as he eagerly accepted the gift.
The tea was beautifully packaged in a classical wooden box with gold lettering spelling out "Pre-Qingming Dragon Well" and an intricate landscape painting of A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains adorning the lid. It exuded an air of luxury and refinement.
Though the family wasn’t familiar with tea prices, the exquisite packaging alone spoke of its extraordinary value.
Tang Song then reached into another bag and pulled out a sleek black box. “This is a watch. I hope you like the style.”
“Like it? I love it!” Wen Jianxin said, rubbing his hands on his clothes in a mix of excitement and nervousness as he accepted the gift.
Wen Ruan chuckled softly, “Dad, let me help you try it on.”
She knew her father’s reserved nature all too well—he was a man of few words, often unsure how to express himself.
“Sure, sure.”
Wen Ruan opened the black watch box, revealing a timepiece nestled on a cream-colored interior.
At the center lay a distinguished and elegant wristwatch.
The case had smooth, flowing lines, polished to perfection with a cold metallic sheen. The silver-gray dial radiated a subtle, matte texture that added depth to its design.
Its black alligator leather strap had fine, delicate patterns and felt both soft and durable. The seamless integration of the strap with the case lent the watch a vintage charm without compromising its modern aesthetic.
Wen Jianxin was captivated.
Though he had worn many watches before, it was immediately obvious this one was on an entirely different level.
“This is from the IWC Portuguese series, isn’t it? Perfect for my dad—such a thoughtful gift,” Wen Ruan said as she carefully removed the watch and fastened it onto her father’s left wrist.
She had seen this model before. The dial featured clear, bold Arabic numerals, making it both stylish and functional. Its understated yet elegant design was ideal for her father.
It was apparent from Tang Song’s choice of gifts that he was treating her parents with genuine care and effort, sparing no thoughtless gesture.
Admiring the watch on her husband’s wrist, Qian Guixiang’s eyes sparkled. “This must have cost a fortune, right?”
Lv Feifei blinked, then commented in an impressed tone, “Oh, definitely. The retail price is around 60,000 yuan. A friend of mine has this exact model. Sapphire crystal face, stainless steel case, alligator strap, and 30-meter water resistance.”
“60,000 yuan?!” Qian Guixiang’s eyes widened in disbelief, her expression a mix of astonishment and incredulity.
The watch was as expensive as her two pieces of gold jewelry combined!
Unlike gold, which could be sold at any time, a watch was purely a luxury item.
Hearing the price, Wen Jianxin’s hands trembled slightly, his face flushed.
A 60,000-yuan watch? That was more than his annual salary!
For a moment, he was overcome with emotion, unsure what to say. He could only lower his gaze to the glimmering timepiece on his wrist, completely awestruck.
Meanwhile, Qian Guimei couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy.
Altogether, Tang Song’s gifts were worth well over 100,000 yuan.
Not only was Wen Ruan’s boyfriend generous, but he was also undeniably outstanding in character and demeanor.
With such a son-in-law, anyone would feel like laughing out loud in their sleep.
The living room quieted briefly before bursting into lively conversation.
All eyes were on Tang Song, who exuded confidence, charm, and an almost overwhelming sense of generosity.
Qian Guixiang couldn’t stop grinning as she enthusiastically offered Tang Song snacks and drinks, speaking to him with even more affection than she did to her own daughter.
Her heart was filled with gratitude.
How fortunate that none of Ruanruan’s blind dates had worked out. Otherwise, they might have missed out on such a perfect son-in-law!
As the family chatted, Tang Song gradually relaxed.
He had been quite nervous before arriving. After all, his relationship with Wen Ruan as a “mistress” offered no guarantees of marriage or long-term stability.
This sense of guilt toward her parents had driven him to prepare such thoughtful and generous gifts.
And these were just the appetizers.
The true surprises—an afternoon villa visit and a trust fund—were yet to come.
As the clock neared 11 a.m., Qian Guixiang pulled her daughter aside for a moment.
“Ruanruan,” she began earnestly, “I’m telling you now—no matter how busy you are with work, don’t you dare neglect Tang Song. If you let this son-in-law slip away, you don’t need to bother coming back home!”
“Oh, Mom! You’re too much!” Wen Ruan groaned, rolling her eyes in exasperation.
"Your career can grow, but good men are rare—sometimes, you only get one chance in a lifetime. Keep that in mind," Qian Guixiang advised earnestly.
"Got it, Mom. Don’t worry," Wen Ruan replied casually, though her thoughts carried deeper conviction. There was no way she could leave Tang Song in this lifetime; it all came down to how her parents would perceive their relationship in the future.
Kids? Sure. Career? Absolutely. Man? She already had one.
But marriage? That was uncertain.
That would be a matter for a few years down the road, giving her enough time to slowly shift her parents' views.
The two whispered a bit more before stepping out of the apartment.
The group set off for Shengyuan Scenic Residence.
Wen Jianxin looked sharp in his dark polo shirt, sporting his brand-new IWC watch. His entire demeanor radiated confidence.
Qian Guixiang, adorned with her gold necklace and bracelet, walked briskly, her spirits high. The jewelry accentuated her lively and radiant appearance.
Stepping outside the building, they were greeted by a wave of heat.
To their right, a silver Mercedes-Benz S450L was parked by the roadside. It exuded elegance and sophistication, with the low, steady hum of its engine breaking the midday stillness.
Tang Song let go of Wen Ruan’s hand and quickly walked over to the car. He opened the rear door and gestured warmly. “Uncle, Aunt, please sit in the back. Ruanruan and I will sit up front. The car’s already cooled down—it’s too hot outside.”
Standing by the car, Tang Song cut an impressive figure. His tall, straight posture, sharp features, and broad shoulders paired with a narrow waist made him undeniably striking.
There was an effortless elegance and crispness to his movements.
The noonday sunlight seemed to wrap around him, giving his figure a radiant yet gentle glow.
He was nothing short of dazzling.
Momentarily stunned, Qian Guixiang quickly snapped back to reality. “Oh, sure!” she said, eagerly pulling her husband into the spacious, plush backseat.
The interior of the car was exquisitely luxurious, its sleek design immediately catching their attention.
As she ran her hand over the soft leather upholstery, Qian Guixiang couldn’t help but marvel silently.
After settling in, she turned toward her sister outside. “Your car’s parked at the east gate, right? Let’s meet up at the entrance to Shengyuan.”
At Oasis View Garden, cars weren’t allowed inside unless under special circumstances, like picking up elderly residents or delivering items.
“Got it,” Qian Guimei replied.
Tang Song and Wen Ruan waved a quick goodbye to the others before sliding into the car. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on NoveI(F)ire.net
The Mercedes-Benz S450L roared softly as it glided smoothly away, its commanding presence leaving a strong impression on anyone watching.