Spring goes and autumn comes; time flies like an arrow.

During this time, Xiang Zhilan gave birth to twins in June, two boys. Because they were identical, they looked exactly alike, and it took Xiang Zhilan, the mother, quite a while to tell them apart.

The older one is named Shen Tiancheng, and the younger one is named Shen Tianyu.

Two years later, Xu Jiayue's daughter, Pei Yumeng, called them "Sweet Orange Brother" and "Sweet Taro Brother," which made people laugh.

Xu Jiayue tapped her little head and smiled helplessly: "Foodie."

Nowadays, groups of people don't have as much time to get together as they used to; everyone has their own life and their own busy schedules.

On the eve of another Lunar New Year, Ni Sitian finally managed to gather everyone for a party, which felt a bit like a kindergarten, with a dozen or so kids making quite a ruckus.

After the party ended, Ni Sitian lay on the bed with a sore back and asked Xu Tingchuan to massage her.

Xu Tingchuan sat on the edge of the bed, massaging her back and waist, a smile playing on his lips: "Are you that tired?"

Ni Sitian turned around and glared at him. If it weren't for his antics this morning, she wouldn't be so tired now. They've been married for so many years, how come he doesn't seem to get tired of this at all? On the contrary, she's only just reached the age of being full of vigor, yet she often falls short due to lack of stamina.

"Wife, if you keep looking at me like that, I'll want to eat you up," Xu Tingchuan said, pressing on her shoulders and neck as he leaned down and breathed into her ear.

Ni Sitian hummed, buried her head in the pillow, and instructed, "Press down a little."

Xu Tingchuan smiled and pressed down on her lower back, but the more he pressed, the more unruly she became.

"Where are you pressing?!" Ni Sitian looked up and turned to glare at his hand.

His hands were roaming over her pert buttocks, and he looked completely unconcerned, raising an eyebrow as he asked her, "Isn't a full-body massage good?"

Ni Sitian snorted. Only he could be so shameless and yet she liked it when he acted like a rogue towards her.

Sigh, but she won't admit it to him!

Xu Tingchuan smiled, and his actions became increasingly excessive, because he knew his wife was saying one thing but meaning another.

After a massage, Ni Sitian didn't even know how she ended up in his arms, and he took advantage of her. In the end, her waist and legs were even more sore, and she leaned against his chest.

Xu Tingchuan gently pinched her waist, a satisfied smile on his lips.

Ni Sitian lowered her eyes, slowly suppressing her smile, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "He's going to be released from prison in a couple of days."

Xu Tingchuan paused for a moment. The "he" she was referring to was naturally Ni Qianshan, who had been imprisoned and sentenced to a fixed term that year. Now, due to poor health and good behavior in prison, he had been granted bail. She didn't expect his release date to be approved so quickly.

"Do you want to go pick him up?" Xu Tingchuan continued to press on Ni Sitian's waist. He knew that his wife was a very soft-hearted person. She had spoken so resolutely back then, severing her relationship with her father, but seeing that Ni Qianshan had repented and fallen into such a state, she would occasionally visit him in prison over the years.

“Yes, I bought that old house again, and I arranged for him to live there after he got out.” After Ni Sitian finished speaking, she looked up at Xu Tingchuan uneasily and said nervously, “Don’t you think I’m useless? I said I wouldn’t forgive him, but now I’ve softened my heart.”

Xu Tingchuan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, smiling gently: "Do you remember why I first saw you? Your kindness will always be the most precious thing to me."

Ni Sitian smiled as she recalled their first meeting.

This is probably a case of good people being rewarded; she is now able to have such happiness.

She offered her lips to his, pressing them together and gently kissing him...

The warm and enchanting atmosphere of the room lingered for a long time.

A lifetime of love intertwined, unwavering until old age.