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In August, Shi Min began preparing wedding invitations. When Mrs. Zhang saw them, she exclaimed, “You want to have the wedding banquet at a time like this?”
“Yes, it’s very meaningful,” President Shi said concisely.
“No, I don’t agree,” Mrs. Zhang said. “This is simply outrageous! How can you participate in the wedding like this?”
Shi Min spread her hands: “All the wedding dresses he made can be altered in size. There’s no concern at all.”
“Do you want to give birth at the wedding?” Mrs. Zhang refused to be outdone. “Halfway down the aisle, you’re going to say, ‘Excuse me, everyone, please eat, I’m going to give birth’?”
“It won’t be that coincidental,” Shi Min said with a straight face. “If it really happens, that’s fine too. My daughter being born on the one-year anniversary of my falling in love at first sight with her dad would be excellent.”
Mrs. Zhang took the invitation, scanned it, and angrily said, “Why don’t you just work yourself to death! You’re even planning three events in one go!”
“I married my ideal type, so I’m going to feast for three days,” Shi Min stated.
“Silence! You’re getting quite bold!”
“You see for yourself, among the millions of people in this world, how many actually get to marry their ideal type?” Shi Min snickered. “So, I want to announce it to the world! Three days! Three events! I’m even going to charter a plane to invite my university classmates!”
Mrs. Zhang: “You’re infuriating me, Old Shi! Come and talk some sense into your stubborn daughter!”
Hearing the commotion, Luo Mingjing emerged from the kitchen and found the mother and daughter in a cold war. After understanding the reason, he pondered for a moment, then quickly declared: “Actually, Mom is right, it will be very tiring. Let’s change the time.”
“I’m full of energy,” Shi Min pulled him over and whispered, “If a plan is set, it must be executed, otherwise I’ll be very uncomfortable.”
“...The person is already yours. The rest is just a ceremony. While this time is meaningful, it was poorly considered when we set it. If we insist on doing it now, it wouldn’t be appropriate to tire you out.”
“Everything will be simplified then.”
“This time, Mom and I are on the same side,” Luo Mingjing said. “I’m also very worried about your health. Let’s just reconsider.”
Shi Min didn’t budge.
Luo Mingjing gently kissed her and said, “On that day, we’ll celebrate by ourselves, something special.”
He winked.
Shi Min’s brow relaxed, and she said, “Fine, I’ll listen to you. Let’s reschedule.”
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On the evening of their anniversary, Luo Mingjing presented a tray with both hands and said, “Choose your consort, Your Majesty.”
Shi Min put down her book, saw several cards on the tray, and was momentarily stunned.
“What is this?”
“The person who will serve you tonight,” Luo Mingjing said. “Pick one.”
Shi Min’s eyebrows twitched, her interest piqued. She slowly got up: “Let me see who’s here.”
Luo Mingjing started with the first card, introducing them thoughtfully: “This one is He Jia, the most handsome man in Mobei, a character from the game developed by your Dongshi Technology. He’s Qin Ying’s official partner. I remember he was the only male character whose illustration caught your eye in that game.”
“The most beautiful man in Mobei,” Shi Min nodded. “And?”
“This one is the original, authentic Luo Mingjing, the university short-haired version,” Luo Mingjing said. “If you pick him, I’ll go put on a wig and change into a shirt later.”
“Oh, understood. What about that one?”
“This is cross-dressing Luo Mingjing,” Luo Mingjing chuckled and said, “The makeup style and clothing requirements are all according to your preference. Pick him and I’ll immediately change into a dress.”
“And the last one?”
“This is the Luo Mingjing you first met,” he suddenly lowered his voice and said, “Wearing Qin Ying’s military uniform, with long hair, wearing glasses, and too nervous to speak to you.”
Shi Min smiled without a word, staring intently at him.
Luo Mingjing lightly cleared his throat and said, “Tonight, whatever pleases you, pick a card.”
“Test you,” Shi Min said. “Which one do you think I’ll pick today?”
“...Such a special day,” Luo Mingjing said softly, “It must be me from a year ago, the first time you met me.”
Shi Min mischievously smiled: “Wrong, I’m picking all the Luo Mingjings.”
Luo Mingjing closed his eyes and let out an exaggerated sigh: “I’m not surprised in the slightest.”
“You must be tired, Big Brother Mingjing.”
Luo Mingjing visibly trembled, looking up in astonishment.
Shi Min still wore that faint, gentle smile.
“Shi Min.”
“Yes?”
“Do you know?” Luo Mingjing clutched his chest and whispered, “I’ve fallen, fallen for you, deep into your heart.”
He stood up, handed the tray to Shi Min, and chuckled, “CEO, tonight, as you wish.”
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On October 2nd, in the golden autumn season, Shi Min entered the delivery room, with Luo Mingjing accompanying her.
However, judging by their expressions, Shi Min seemed more like the one accompanying him, as she looked relaxed, while Luo Mingjing was much more nervous than she was.
When the contractions became frequent, Luo Mingjing wiped the sweat from her forehead. Shi Min, her face pale, managed a smile and said, “Mingjing, do you want to see me cry?”
Luo Mingjing lowered his voice, embarrassed: “I can’t bear to see you cry.”
“Perfect answer,” Shi Min pursed her lips and smiled, with a look of victory. “I won’t cry, so remember to wipe my tears.”
Luo Mingjing nodded gently: “Okay.”
Three hours later, Shi Yueming was born. As for the birthing process, Shi Min stated after giving birth that she wished to never speak of it again.
“The CEO’s dignity was shattered,” was Shi Min’s brief assessment of the birthing process.
Luo Mingjing wrapped his daughter in the pink blanket he had made by hand. She was tiny, adorable in every way. He held her in his arms, carefully cherishing her, and looked up at Shi Min with a smile, even his laughter was soft.
Shi Min’s lips curved, and she chuckled, “For you, no need to thank me.”
“The most precious,” Luo Mingjing was almost in tears. He took a deep breath, looking at his daughter in his arms, and whispered softly, “My little princess.”
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After returning home, Luo Mingjing stopped all his work. Most of the time, he would just lie beside the crib, gazing tenderly at his daughter.
He never tired of looking at her, and Shi Min never tired of looking at him. So, one watched their daughter, and the other watched him.
The house was very quiet. Occasionally, Luo Mingjing would whisper softly, his tone full of novelty and pride: “Shi Min, hurry, she’s sucking her finger!”
“She’s yawning!”
“Her fingers are moving! So tiny!”
“Shi Min, quick, come look, she’s smiling!”
Their daughter wore the baby clothes he had made, a pink rabbit turned upside down. So, her two legs looked like rabbit ears, wiggling and shaking, making Luo Mingjing constantly smile, his eyes filled with gentle light.
“I love her so much,” he said softly, clinging to the crib railing.
Shi Min, lounging on the sofa and summarizing the physical changes during this period, glanced at him faintly and lowered her eyes, smiling: “It was worth it.”
Love, marriage, family, children—the new parents, who had gained everything in just one short year, began their arduous yet enjoyable parenting life.
Mrs. Zhang, who had come to help, had already forgotten how she had raised her two children. This childhood goddess of countless children played less of a role in parenting than the meticulous husband.
At least when the child cried, Uncle Shi, as the grandfather, wouldn’t act as if facing a formidable enemy, flustered and panicking. Of course, perhaps it was because Uncle Shi was naturally stoic; even if his heart was in a chaotic, collapsing mess, it wouldn’t show on his face.
Finally, the women of the Shi family discovered that when it came to parenting, the men of the Shi family were better at it than they were. Even Shi Chu knew how to change his niece’s diaper.
After observing Shi Chu change a diaper once, Shi Min affirmed, “You’ve practiced.”
“Nonsense, I’ve practiced countless times,” Shi Chu, true to his eccentric nature, confessed, “Ever since I thought about marrying Yang He, I started practicing changing diapers, memorizing a hundred nursery rhymes, and even planned what songs to sing to lull a child to sleep.”
Hearing Shi Chu say this, Luo Mingjing felt his pressure double. He immediately ordered many early education manuals, determined to study diligently and strive not to be outdone by Shi Yueming’s eccentric uncle in the matter of parenting.
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Finally, they made it to the full month mark. That day, Shi Min opened her eyes, started to breastfeed her daughter, but two minutes later, she gave up on the task.
She told Luo Mingjing, “Go make formula.”
Luo Mingjing froze in place, his smile fixed on his face, eyes wide, unsure of what she meant.
Shi Min: “I don’t have milk anymore.”
Luo Mingjing’s mouth was half-open, gesturing at Shi Min’s impressive chest, disbelievingly saying, “Are you serious?”
“Yes.”
“...But your chest...” Luo Mingjing still couldn’t believe it. Finally, under Shi Min’s unwavering gaze that showed she wasn’t joking, he sighed, “CEO, your chest... is too much of a false alarm.”
The CEO had no milk, but Shi Yueming couldn’t go hungry. So, Luo Mingjing had no choice but to take over, mixing formula and feeding his daughter.
Poor little princess of the Shi family, after one month of breast milk, was nursed with formula, mouthful by mouthful, by her father.
From then on, for a long period, when Shi Yueming cried out for milk in the middle of the night, Shi Min holding her wasn’t effective. It had to be Luo Mingjing. Because, in Shi Yueming’s perception, only the other long-haired person without breasts would feed her milk.
Later, the first word Shi Yueming learned to say was: “Daddy.”
Because for countless nights before she was weaned, it was Luo Mingjing who mixed the formula, saying “Daddy’s here, Daddy’s here,” while feeding his daughter.
Calling Daddy gets milk, the little princess thought.
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Months later, Luo Mingjing went live. He said, “I have a surprise for everyone.”
He left the camera, and after a while, returned, holding a beautiful little girl with big eyes.
“Let me introduce her,” he said, “This is my daughter, her nickname is Tangtang (Sweetie). She loves to laugh, and she’s very cute when she smiles...”
Tangtang could already make a few simple, meaningless single syllables.
She was like a miniature version of Luo Mingjing, but with much softer facial features.
Fans said no wonder she’s called Tangtang; she just looks sweet.
Shi Yueming smiled and happily bounced a few times in Luo Mingjing’s lap, letting out an “Ang~” sound.
Luo Mingjing’s eyes curved in a smile as he held her, gently saying, “She’s my little princess. Seeing her makes every day happy.”
Shi Yueming bounced on Luo Mingjing’s lap, making “Ah—yi” sounds.
Luo Mingjing softly replied, “Daddy loves you too.”
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