Arranged marriage, love blossoms: Marrying into a wealthy family while holding a miniature version o

After a torrential downpour, the sky cleared, everything came back to life, the grass and trees stretched out, and everything was lush and green after the rain.

At this time, the villa district in the south of Yunzhou City is located in the most prime location.

Qingbei Villa.

An elderly woman with gray hair but a sprightly spirit pointed to every corner of the villa and said to the person behind her, "Designer Chen, take a look at the design and layout here. What kind of style does my son have? Once you understand my son's style, I'll tell you about the bride's style. You need to combine their styles with the principles of the Five Elements and the Eight Trigrams to redesign, plan, and decorate the house in Nanshan Villa. That house in Nanshan Villa is my son's wedding home, so you must take it to heart."

The old lady had a loud and clear voice, full of energy, and one could tell at a glance that she was a very energetic and healthy old lady.

The designer, carrying a notebook and pen, walked behind the old lady with a slight bow. As she spoke, he quickly jotted down notes in the notebook, saying, "Okay, I've written down everything you said."

Hearing him say "take notes," the old lady seemed to remember something and turned to look at him. She saw that he was holding a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other, and the notebook was full of writing.

The old lady was taken aback and said, "Don't people use tablets or voice recorders these days? Why is Designer Chen still using this old-fashioned method of taking notes?"

Designer Chen immediately said respectfully, "Madam, I am a rather old-fashioned person and prefer the old methods. I am not used to or fond of the new methods nowadays."

The old lady looked at him with admiration in an instant: "Designer Chen, there aren't many young people with your ideas anymore."

"Yes, everyone likes new things, but I just prefer old things. Please forgive me."

"You're being modest. I like young people like you who appreciate old things. Designer Chen, I trust you with the rest of the work!"

The old lady highly approved of the person in front of her, as if one thing could explain the whole person.

Designer Chen immediately replied solemnly, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you down!"

"Hahaha, good!"

As the two were talking, the old lady led the designer upstairs and asked him to take a look.

As she walked, she said, "My son is the youngest of my children, born when I was over forty. He's the sixth in our family, the last one. This sixth one is different from the older ones. He doesn't talk much, doesn't like to smile, and always has a stern face. He's quite intimidating. Look at the layout here, it's very somber, which makes me very worried."

The designer followed her and said, "This is called composure and restraint, which is very good. There are many unruly children nowadays, especially children from wealthy families. Composure is even rarer. Your son is truly exceptional. Moreover, I've heard that President Chen is young and promising, and Shengshi is now a household name. This is not something that just anyone can achieve. Your son has come to repay a debt of gratitude."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Mingying's face instantly broke into a wide smile, and she proudly declared, "My sixth son is perfect in every way except for not being in a relationship!"

"However, I went to see a fortune teller the other day, and he said his love star is shining brightly this year, a perfect match, and he might even get married this year, or next year. So I really need to hurry up and decorate his wedding room. Designer Chen, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of a car driving in could be heard from outside.

Sheng Mingying has sharp ears, and she knew it was her son returning as soon as she heard the voice. She quickly said, "Xiao Liu is back!"

As she spoke, she turned and went downstairs. Her legs moved so fast that the maids and designers behind her didn't even have time to react before she was downstairs.

The Rolls-Royce came to a smooth stop outside the villa gate. The driver got out and opened the back door, and the woman, holding the child, got out of the car with Wenren Chen.

As Wenren Chen got out of the car, Sheng Mingying chuckled and quickly stepped out, saying, "Little Six, you're back!"

She smiled and quickly walked down the steps, then gave Wenren Chen a warm, big hug.

Upon seeing this, the woman immediately stopped behind Wenren Chen, holding her child, with her head bowed in great respect.

"Hey, why is it wet? Did you get caught in the rain?"

When Sheng Mingying hugged her, she felt a dampness all over her body. It wasn't from water, but rather as if she had been soaked by a thick rain and mist, the cool, damp feeling penetrating to her bones.

Sheng Mingying immediately moved away from Wenren Chen and touched his suit. Only when she touched it did she realize that Wenren Chen's attire was very different today. He was dressed all in black, even his tie was black, as if he had come out of the night.

Sheng Mingying was stunned: "Xiao Liu, what's going on...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Wenren Yu, who was in the woman's arms, seemed to be disturbed. He frowned and moved around in the woman's arms, making small noises.

Only an infant could make such a sound. Upon hearing it, Sheng Mingying immediately tilted her head to look at the woman standing behind Wenren Chen.

Then, his gaze fell instantly on the child in the woman's arms.

Upon seeing the child, Sheng Mingying was stunned, but only for a moment before she immediately went to the child. Seeing the child who had clearly been woken up and was sleeping restlessly and about to have an outburst, she immediately felt a look of affection on her face.

This child looks like a lovable little thing.

But very quickly, her fondness disappeared, and her compassion vanished.

She immediately looked at Wenren Chen, pointed at the child, and asked, "Whose is it?"

Wenren Chen had remained silent until this moment, when Sheng Mingying looked at him and said, "Mine."