In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ao Jue and Little Tian Jue were already a hundred days old.
Shen Cheng didn’t want to be extravagant just because of the two children, but Shi Yu insisted on having a grand hundred day celebration.
On the day of the banquet, there were specialized personnel in charge of setting up the venue in advance.
From the entrance of the villa, a carpet was laid directly to the backyard, with flower trellises made of fresh flowers on the side.
Due to the weather, a special insulation design was used for the flower trellis roof.
In the front yard, champagne, red wine, desserts, cakes, and various delicacies were available in abundance.
Aside from the alcohol, all the food was prepared by the hands of the world’s top chefs.
One can imagine how much money Shi Yu spent on this lavish feast.
A few days ago, many distinguished figures in Jiang City received invitations, being invited to attend this banquet.
Before this, Shi Yu had always kept a low profile in his affairs; apart from business interactions, he rarely mingled closely with his partners.
Therefore, the outside world had categorized him as soone who was ’off-limits to strangers’.
This ti, many were surprised to be invited, clearly not expecting to have this honor.
In the morning, Ye Zi woke up and jumped out of bed, and without even bothering to put on her shoes, she ran to the wardrobe and started rummaging through it, turning out all the dresses.
Qin Jin was woken up by the noise she made, opened his eyes, and glanced towards the source of the sound.
Seeing Ye Zi standing in front of the wardrobe hesitantly, he squinted his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"
Upon hearing his voice, Ye Zi turned her head to look at him, her little mouth pouting unhappily, "Turns out I haven’t bought new clothes for a long ti, what to do, I can’t find a decent dress to wear."
Ye Zi was different from other won; she liked to go shopping, but she didn’t enjoy buying clothes and handbags.
It’s been several months since the last ti she bought a handbag; that ti, it was Qin Jin who stubbornly dragged her to shop, and she reluctantly picked out a few handbags.
But those handbags were still lying in the storage room, none of them used even once.
As for clothes, she last bought so in Jiang City.
Qin Jin sat up in bed, his hands pillow-cradling his neck, lazily eyeing her, with a playful arc forming at the corner of his lips: "I’ve been telling you to throw out those old clothes and get new ones, but you refused. Now, you find them not decent enough?"
Ye Zi bit her lip corner, agonizing for a while before she said, "Perhaps, I should go buy one now?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Jin raised his hand to look at the luxury watch on his wrist and said, "It’s six fifteen, are you sure clothing stores are open now?"
Ye Zi looked up at the wall clock above the headboard, its hour hand on six and the minute hand on three.
It was indeed six-fifteen.
"What should I do now..."
Ye Zi leant against the wardrobe and slowly squatted down, resting her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands, a touch of sadness on her delicate little face.
Seeing her like this, Qin Jin raised his sword eyebrows, pondered for two seconds, and got out of bed, "Get ready, co with ."
Ye Zi looked up at him, saw that he was shirtless with only a towel wrapped around his lower half, and shyly turned her gaze away.
"Go, go where?"
Rembering the intimacy of the previous night, her voice unconsciously beca sowhat stamred.
Without answering, Qin Jin, seeing that she deliberately averted her eyes from him, walked over to her, and without a word, grabbed her wrist and pulled her up, "You’ve already touched and kissed , even clamoring for hugs last night, so how co you’re afraid of looking at now?"
Ye Zi, hearing him put it that way, was mortified, "I... that... didn’t..."
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