Chapter 174: Chapter 101: Daddy, She Hit Me
"Do you want some congee? That’s easy, I can go make a little more. It won’t take long."
"Not congee, something to drink."
"Something to drink..."
After a pause, Jiang Wanyi understood what he meant. She handed the baby to Chen Yuan.
"I get it now. You two are exactly the same—can’t stand to miss out on even a little bite."
She went to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and took out three small bags of milk.
"This should be enough, right?"
"Add one more. I’m a bit thirsty and want to drink more."
"You little rascal."
She took out another bag of milk, poured it into a cup, and then put it in the microwave to heat.
"Give me the baby. You go wash up."
"Okay."
Chen Yuan went to the bathroom. By the time he came out, the cup of warm milk was already on the table.
He downed a large bun in three bites, alternating sips of congee and milk. He ate with great satisfaction.
In a flash, five buns, a bowl of congee, a cup of milk, and two tea eggs had all disappeared into Chen Yuan’s stomach.
Jiang Wanyi mentally calculated that it was enough food for her for three meals.
Beside her was her healthy baby, and across from her was Chen Yuan, who could really eat and drink.
Jiang Wanyi felt a little dazed. ’This must be what it feels like to be the happiest person in the world.’
"I’m going to go change her clothes. You should go get changed too, then we can head out."
"I’ll just wear the cheongsam directly. After we’re done with the photos, I’ll change back into my own clothes."
"That’s what I was thinking too."
Jiang Wanyi went back to change her clothes. Chen Yuan put the baby in her little stroller and then packed her things.
Since they were going to stay at her maternal grandmother’s house for a day, there was a lot to prepare. It took Chen Yuan a while to pack, filling up an entire backpack. And that was with her grandmother already having many things at her house; otherwise, the trip would have been like moving.
After he finished packing everything they needed to bring, he played with little Mili for a while before Jiang Wanyi finally came out.
The moment she emerged, her entire aura was different.
With her voluptuous curves, slender waist, and wide hips, all accentuated by the cheongsam, who wouldn’t call her a top-tier beauty?
"I just did my hair simply. Does it look good with this outfit?"
"Forget about the hairstyle for a second—since when did your waist get so thin?"
"It’s a trick. I’m wearing a waist trainer."
Jiang Wanyi grew embarrassed and covered her mouth as she laughed.
"Is this a bit improper of me? This is the kind of stuff young girls use. I’m a mother now, yet I’m still wearing these things to deceive myself."
"It’s fine, I’m easy to trick. Your waist really is that thin."
She gave Chen Yuan a thumbs-up, her expression turning playfully smug. "That’s right, it is this thin. We can go now."
"Mm."
He looked at Jiang Wanyi’s legs, which were covered in flesh-colored stockings.
"Aren’t you cold?"
"I’ll just wear them for a little while during the photoshoot. I’ll change as soon as we’re done. You have to believe that a woman in China will do anything to get a good picture."
"Since you’ve put in so much effort, I’ll just take pictures of your legs later."
"I’ll hit you, you’re so annoying."
After her playful complaint, the two of them left with the baby.
They drove to her parents’ house. Jiang Wanyi pushed the stroller and carried the backpack into the residential complex.
Not long after dropping off the baby, Jiang Wanyi came back out. Next up was the photoshoot.
The first stop was Hongxia Road. The area was full of old buildings from the Republican Era, and many period dramas had even filmed here. It was the perfect place to take pictures while wearing a slightly retro cheongsam.
They weren’t the only ones with that idea. Many other people were also there, dressed in cheongsams or Hanfu, taking pictures to post online.
Jiang Wanyi’s appearance attracted the attention of many people around them, and a lot of them took a second look.
"Am I dressed a little too flamboyantly?"
Jiang Wanyi said sheepishly, looking down slightly.
Chen Yuan was a good photographer, and since they had this opportunity, she wanted to take some beautiful photos as keepsakes.
To show off her figure, she had worn a push-up bra and a waist trainer. It certainly accentuated her body, but walking down the street, she was turning a lot of heads. Being under the public gaze made her feel a little overwhelmed.
"It’s not your fault you look good," Chen Yuan said.
"Are you cold?"
"It’s fine, I can bear it," Jiang Wanyi said.
"You’d better practice hard when you’re learning to drive. From now on, you can drive me around. I really don’t want to drive at all anymore."
"No problem."
Chen Yuan suddenly stopped. Beside them was a bookstore with a retro-style decor. The display window was filled with many Republican Era-style items, and the sunlight shone down from above, creating a perfect angle of light.
"Right here. Let’s take a few shots first."
"What pose should I do?"
"Copy me. Lips curved up just a little, gaze on the display window."
Watching the pose Chen Yuan struck, Jiang Wanyi tried to emulate it, correcting a few details. Then Chen Yuan backed away.
"Yes, yes, just like that..."
It was as if even the heavens were smiling down on Jiang Wanyi. Just as he pressed the shutter, a single, slightly yellow leaf drifted down in front of her, entering the frame.
In the camera’s frame, the falling leaf’s position was just right, covering a fifth of the lens’s view.
And in the shot, Jiang Wanyi’s expression was gentle and beautiful. Dressed in the cheongsam, her brows were like distant mountains and her skin like fine jade, her eyes like autumn waters and her lips like the rosy dawn. Standing there, it was as if she had traveled through time, a peerless and magnificent beauty.
Chen Yuan stared, mesmerized.
She and the season were equals in their autumnal beauty.