Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Shen Qianshu had the opportunity to witness the ten-meter rose carpet back then. It was a grand event; the whole road was blocked, and the road to the celebrity’s house had no cars. It was instead carpeted with a layer of real roses. This news even made international headlines.

It caused City A’s head of Bureau of Transportation to be sacked.

“This jade is actually… a grade A jade. Carving can cause a jade to be easily destroyed, and it cannot be salvaged once ruined. If it is not a top jade-carving master who works on the piece, the jade would also have cracks. This jade statue is exceptionally transparent with not a single crack line. It was also carved into a lifelike statue. If it were not a jade-carving master’s intricate workmanship, many jade stones would have been ruined.” Shen Qianshu gasped in admiration. Her heart was already lost in the jade statue. Admiring a beautiful creation was every person’s natural instinct.

“Baby, this is a collectible!”

Jade was priceless when compared to gold.

A collectible among jewelry was even more priceless.

Jade at the size of a thumb would have already cost a bomb, let alone such a huge jade statue.

“Then what are we going to do?” Tong Hua did not think that far either. He thought that it only cost over ten thousand dollars, and he could still be able to accept it. Now that he saw Shen Qianshu’s expression and realized that it was something incredible, the situation became awkward.

Tong Hua was not someone who was greedy for money.

Shen Qianshu and he both loved money, but they only earned the money in a noble way.

“I did not want to accept it initially, but he said that he would smash it if I didn’t want it. Auntie Xiaojuan then accepted it.” Tong Hua thought back to that moment and realized how regretful he would be if it was actually smashed.

Shen Qianshu took a deep breath.

“Where did this weirdo come from?”

Such an expensive item, they definitely could not accept it.

This was different from buying gifts in a live broadcast.

Although buying gifts online and giving presents were always consensual, it was really not appropriate for Tong Hua to accept this gift.

When Tong Hua was targeted for assassination previously, Ye Ling seemingly did not tell his family Tong Hua’s identity. Ye Yifan might have done all this because he thought that Tong Hua was Ye Ling’s son.

“It’s getting late, go to bed first. Mommy will solve this.”

“Mommy, are you not angry anymore?”

“Not angry.” Shen Qianshu pinched his cheeks and said, “How can Mommy bear to be angry? Tong Hua, go to sleep happily.”

After Little Tong Hua went to sleep, Shen Qianshu called Ye Ling.

Ye Ling was inside The Heaven Nightclub’s private room.

Inside the room, there were four men other than Ye Ling.

The three men were all strikingly handsome, but their charismas were vastly different from each other.

Mu Yuan was handsome and matured, giving off a soldier-like coldness, but had a mesmerizing smile. Xie Jinghuan wore gold-rimmed spectacles and had a pale face and cold expression, like a cold flower that could only be seen from afar and could not be profaned. Su Nancheng was gentlemanly and cool with soft features, like he was wrapped in a layer of thin skin. He emitted a ray of warm light like a teacher who specializes in giving inspirational talks.

Su Nancheng whistled and highly lauded Ye Ling’s outfit. “Ye Ling looks so handsome till he arouses the great indignation of both men and gods. Ye Old Lady has the intentions to matchmake you and Lu Mengxi, and you will be a drug just by simply wearing this outfit.”

Mu Yuan asked, “Wear the army uniform next time and help me film an army recruitment video, alright?”

“Get lost!”

Su Nancheng laughed out loud and said, “Xiao Yuan, you can film it yourself.”

Mu Yuan ‘tsked’ and leaned backward. With his long legs crossed together, he said, “The person at home is strict on me and doesn’t allow me to be in the public eye.”

“Continue bluffing! Which lady will be willing to remain a widow for you?” Su Nancheng did not believe what he said at all.

Mu Yuan laughed happily, lighted a cigar, and held it in his mouth arrogantly. “Up to you to believe me or not.”