Mo Chen looked at Shen Yao's wrist and smiled knowingly. Indeed, Yao Yao's wrist was perfect for wearing a bracelet, especially their family heirloom!
Shen Yao glanced at him but accepted the heirloom that held extraordinary significance.
"That's right, Yao Yao looks great with this bracelet. Yao Yao, you must keep it safe. In the future, you can pass it down to..."
Pass it down to whom? Old Master Mo paused. It was not wrong to say it should be passed down to their two children, but it seemed unfair to his eldest grandson, Xiao Jun.
"What are these two little ones called? Do they have formal names?" Old Master Mo changed the subject and asked, "If they have formal names, we'll take them to the family genealogy in a couple of days!"
Everyone in their Mo family gets added to the family genealogy, but they have to go back to the ancestral home.
"Yes, Jiaozi's formal name is Shen Yunran, taking after Yao Yao's surname. Tuanzi is Mo Jirui," Mo Chen said.
After Shen Yao gave birth to the two little ones, she had to apply for their birth certificates. They already knew that Shen Yao's babies were Mo Chen's, so they couldn't really have both children surnamed Shen.
At that time, Mo Chen didn't raise any objections. In his opinion, it was perfectly fine for the children to have the surname Shen.
Later, Shen Yao asked her father to secretly change the names when he was processing the birth certificates. The names that Shen Dad originally picked for both children were used for Jiaozi as Shen Yunran, and Tuanzi was changed to Mo Jirui.
"Good, good, good, the names are so pleasant to hear." Old Master Mo smiled ear to ear upon hearing Tuanzi's name.
He didn't care at all that Jiaozi had the surname Shen. In the end, no matter what surname they had, they were still their family's children.
"Yao Yao, have you thought about when you want to get married?" Old Master Mo asked, looking at Shen Yao and Mo Chen.
Even though they already had children, they weren't officially on the same household registration, and he couldn't rest assured.
"Yao Yao and I have discussed it. We'll wait a few more months, but we can start preparing things now. We'll do it according to the customs there," Mo Chen said.
"Alright, you young people decide this matter. I'll add some things from my side later. What your sister-in-law has, Yao Yao will have too."
Old Master Mo hurriedly added, mentioning that when Mo Chen's elder brother got married, the bride price was not much lower than now, not to mention that his daughter-in-law also came from a wealthy family.
"No need, I can handle it myself," Mo Chen refused. He was marrying his wife himself; how could he take his father's money?
Old Master Mo: ...
"Your gift represents you; mine represents our entire Mo family, understand!"
With that said, Old Master Mo no longer paid attention to Mo Chen and focused on discussing the betrothal gifts with the old housekeeper again.
"Young couples nowadays need a house, a car, savings, and a bride price. What do you think is a suitable bride price? They all say that three to four hundred thousand is an exorbitant bride price, so with our current wealth, is giving 8.88 million too much?"
"8.88 million is indeed a good number, Old Master. However, we can't give it so directly. Otherwise, how much compensation would Miss Shen have to give to be appropriate? We can't lose face for Miss Shen's family."
The old housekeeper actually offered suggestions to the Old Master, "I think we can give a smaller bride price, and then buy Miss Shen a few more properties or cars. I heard that things like gold jewelry are also very popular now, so let's get all of that for Miss Shen!"
Shen Yao: ...
Indeed, she didn't understand the world of the rich.
If they really gave her family a bride price of 8.88 million, her parents might be scared to death!
"The bride price is just a token, our hometown doesn't require much," Shen Yao said to Old Master Mo.
"Oh dear, you children don't need to worry about these things. I'll discuss it with your parents later. Don't worry, I absolutely won't make things difficult for your parents," Old Master Mo said, patting his chest.
Shen Yao: ...
The more you say this, the more scared I become!
A bride price of 8.88 million, if spoken out loud, wouldn't people in the village curse her to death, saying her parents were selling their daughter, not marrying her off.
After all, there had been such cases before. That older sister's family only asked for 100,000 yuan, and they were already accused of selling their daughter.
However, thinking about it, if she could be sold for 8.88 million, it seemed quite valuable. If sold by the pound, each pound would be worth tens of thousands!
Afterward, Shen Yao was arranged by Old Master Mo to stay in Mo Chen's room. At the same time, the two little ones were taken away.
The excuse was that the two of them needed to cultivate their feelings.
Shen Yao wasn't being coy. Although they had only had a brief encounter, since they had decided to be together, they had to adapt to each other.
Compared to Shen Yao's calmness, Mo Chen was not so composed. He was very nervous and fidgety, his eyes darting around, but he dared not look at Shen Yao.
His cautious peeking at her made Shen Yao can't help but laugh.
"Don't look like that, as if I'm forcing you," Shen Yao said with a wry smile, then walked past him into the washroom.
I have to say, the old housekeeper's efficiency was excellent. The washroom already contained a brand-new set of toiletries, new pajamas, and new skincare products.
Shen Yao lay in the bathtub, which was at least two meters long, and took a long bath.
After the bath, she felt genuinely refreshed.
Stepping out of the washroom, she saw Mo Chen waiting for her with a hairdryer.
"Yao Yao, hurry and come over. You just gave birth not long ago, you can't catch a cold. Quickly dry your hair," Mo Chen pulled Shen Yao to sit down, then took the hairdryer to dry Shen Yao's hair.
Her smooth hair brushed against his fingertips, and a faint fragrance wafted to his nose, captivating and mesmerizing him.
The sound of the hairdryer suddenly stopped. Shen Yao looked up and met Mo Chen's gaze.
Mo Chen leaned down, and his lips met Shen Yao's, "Sister..."
The next morning, when Shen Yao opened her eyes, she saw Mo Chen preparing milk powder for the two little ones. Meanwhile, she was lying on the bed, feeling weak all over.
Little Tuanzi turned his head and saw his mother, peeking out from under the covers. He immediately started to wave his hands and feet, making "yi yi ya ya" sounds.
"Yao Yao, you're awake? Are you hungry? Do you want me to have a servant bring something up for you?" Mo Chen looked at Shen Yao with adoration in his eyes.
Shen Yao: ...
Having someone bring something up for her to eat? Wouldn't that let everyone know what she had been up to last night?
Sorry, no. She still had some dignity!
"I'm not hungry."
"Then get up and freshen up, we'll go down together in a bit."
Mo Chen didn't force her. After burping the two little ones who had just finished their milk, he walked over to Shen Yao.
After last night's experience, Mo Chen was much more at ease with Shen Yao. He leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, "Good morning, a make-up kiss."
Making up for the greeting he hadn't uttered earlier.