Wen Ran followed Jiang Zhuoyu into the elevator and went to the third floor.
The entire third floor was quiet, with only a few nannies cleaning the corridor.
Jiang Zhuoyu took Wen Ran's hand and walked forward along the Persian carpet.
Wen Ran looked around and felt like he was in a luxurious palace, surrounded by dazzling gold and splendor.
"I'm telling you, granddaughter-in-law, ordinary people can't enter my room. Even Chi's mother has only come in a few times over the years." Jiang Zhuoyu said as he walked.
Wen Ran had just arrived and didn't know much about the business, so he couldn't say much and could only smile politely.
Then she followed Jiang Zhuoyu into an exhibition hall.
There are many square exhibition stands of one square meter in size in the exhibition hall, and the exhibition stands are covered with glass covers on all sides.
Under the glass cover are various antiques, including porcelain fans, paintings, bowls, dishes, and wall tiles.
"Some of these were handed down from my ancestors, and some I found when I was young." Jiang Zhuoyu waved his hand, "Granddaughter-in-law, take a look at which ones you like? Just take them!"
Jiang Zhuoyu looked generous as if the items in front of him were all bought from street stalls.
Wen Ran quickly waved his hand to refuse, "No need, Grandma Jiang, you are too polite."
Wen Ran only took one look at these things and felt that their value was immeasurable.
After thinking for a while, Wen Ran said, "Grandma, just call me Ranran. Jing Chi and I are not that close yet."
Jiang Zhuoyu blinked his eyes brightly, stroking the back of Wen Ran's hand and explaining to her slowly.
"Don't mind me, dear child. I was just too impatient. But don't worry, my business will never treat you unfairly in the future. I have decided to marry you as my granddaughter-in-law."
"No, I'm not blaming grandma." Wen Ran said quickly.
"Grandma understands~" Jiang Zhuoyu stretched out the last syllable, with a kind and gentle expression.
Wen Ran didn't say anything more, as long as Jiang Zhuoyu didn't misunderstand her meaning.
As Jiang Zhuoyu walked inside, Wen Ran entered a larger room, which was where Jiang Zhuoyu slept.
The decoration inside looks like it was in the last century and is very retro.
Wen Ran guessed that this villa must be quite old, and Jiang Zhuoyu's room should have retained the original appearance of the villa.
What made Wen Ran feel out of place was that the walls of this room were covered with many two-dimensional pictures, and the table was full of novels and books.
There are shows like "The President's Wife Ran Away with the Baby", "Master, Please Be Gentle in Your Love", "The Legend of the Swordsman", etc., all with their own styles.
Noticing that Wen Ran's eyes were fixed on the novel on the table, Jiang Zhuoyu quickly went over and blocked Wen Ran's sight with his body.
He said firmly: "These are all my treasures, even if you want them, I can't give them to you!"
These novels are all signed by the original authors. Some authors have retired, so it would be difficult for Jiang Zhuoyu to sign again.
So to Jiang Zhuoyu, these are her priceless treasures, more valuable than those antiques outside.
Wen Ran was amused by Jiang Zhuoyu's protective look, "Don't worry, Grandma, I won't take any of your treasures."
"That's good, that's good." Jiang Zhuoyu patted his chest with relief and took Wen Ran to the cloakroom.
After entering here, Wen Ran suddenly felt that Shang Jingchi’s Xishan Villa was too low-key and ordinary.
Compared to this old house, it's probably not even one-tenth as luxurious.
Wen Ran finally understood what a "jewelry showroom at home" meant.
There is nothing here that she can't think of.
…
Half an hour later.
Lin Xinya walked down the spiral staircase gracefully in a red off-shoulder dress.
The dress was custom-made to perfectly showcase her figure.
Her long, jet-black hair was loosely tied up, with two curly strands hanging down on both sides.
At this moment, when he saw the words "family recognition banquet", Wen Ran completely understood the significance of this banquet.
All the guests around fell silent, their eyes following Lin Xinya's figure.
Watching her walk up to Lin Shurong, who was sitting in the main seat, offer her tea and call out, "Mom."
Lin Shurong smiled and responded happily, then took the teacup and drank it.
The recognition ceremony was relatively simple and only took about ten minutes to complete.
After the performance, the guests began to applaud and congratulate, the sound was deafening.
Then everyone took their seats and the family reunion banquet reached its final stage.
Lin Shurong introduced Lin Xinya to relatives and friends and toasted her.
The first one came to the seats of Shang Jingchi and Wen Ran.
"Xiao Chi, Xinya will be your sister from now on. You have to take better care of her." Lin Shurong spoke with a smile, treating Lin Xinya as her own daughter.
Lin Xinya raised her wine glass, and her red lips like flaming roses curled up slightly.
"Brother, please give me more advice in the future."
Shang Jingchi glanced at her indifferently, said "hmm", picked up the wine glass and drank it.
Lin Shurong started to speak angrily, "You! You are so cold to your own sister."
"It's okay, Mom. We still have a lot of time to live!" Lin Xinya held Lin Shurong's wrist, and she looked well-behaved, gentle and sensible.
Lin Shurong patted Lin Xinya's arm with satisfaction, and started to take her to another table to toast.
"You haven't toasted your sister-in-law yet."
Shang Jingchi's deep voice sounded.
Lin Xinya turned around and looked at Wen Ran who was sitting next to Shang Jingchi, and the smile on her face disappeared.
"What sister-in-law? Xiaochi, are you confused?" Lin Shurong spoke first.
Shang Jingchi and Wen Ran have not yet married, not to mention that she has not agreed to their marriage.
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