Chapter 286 - 107: One of the Best Designers, High-end Brand (Part 2)

After they chatted for a little while longer, Shen Shiyu woke up.

He started wailing the moment he woke up, crying his lungs out. The sound made Jiang Li’s heart ache.

Fortunately, Jiang Manshu and Jing Shiyun had been taking turns caring for him recently, so they knew right away that the little one needed a diaper change.

He was quite particular for his age.

He cried whenever he had pooped or peed.

The two of them divided the tasks; one went to change his diaper while the other went to prepare his formula.

With a fresh diaper and a full belly of formula, a content Shen Shiyu’s eyes darted around, seeming to take in his surroundings.

Finally, his gaze locked onto Jiang Li. He giggled at her and even tried to stretch out his little hands.

Jiang Manshu asked, "Do you want to hold him?"

Truth be told, Jiang Li hadn’t really held Shen Shiyu much since he was born.

The thought of holding him so suddenly made her a little nervous; she was afraid she might bump, knock, or even drop him.

Shen Yanzhi held out his arms. "I’ll hold him."

Jiang Li’s outfit today really wasn’t suited for holding a baby.

Even though Shen Shiyu was only three months old, he was already starting to grab things. The last time, he’d even snapped Jiang Manshu’s necklace.

Shen Yanzhi took Shen Shiyu from Jiang Manshu’s arms, and as he held him, the baby stared at Jiang Li without blinking.

Jiang Li’s heart melted under his gaze. She reached out and poked Shen Shiyu’s tiny hand.

As if sensing her touch, Shen Shiyu immediately grabbed her hand. The smile on his face grew even brighter, as if he knew this person was his mother.

Jiang Manshu couldn’t help but beam. "Zhaozhao knows that’s his mommy!"

He hadn’t spent much time with Jiang Li, but they often showed him photos of her at home to help him form an impression.

Even though newborns can only see blurry shapes.

Jiang Li looked up at Jiang Manshu and then at Jing Shiyun. "Mom, thank you both," she said sincerely.

’If it weren’t for them, how could I have spent three peaceful months at the postpartum care center?’

Jiang Manshu waved her hand dismissively. "Silly child, there’s no need to thank us. We’re family."

Jing Shiyun nodded in agreement. "Exactly. We’re just thrilled to finally have a grandson. What’s there to thank us for?"

Jiang Li simply smiled without a word and snapped her fingers.

A moment later, Xu Shijie walked over, carrying several bags.

Jiang Li took the bags. "Dad, Mom, you’ve all worked so hard lately. I don’t have much to give, but I designed an outfit for each of you as a small token of my appreciation. I hope you like them."

Then, she handed them out one by one.

In addition to the parents from the Jiang and Shen families, Shen Yuchu and Zhou Jiawen received gifts as well.

After all, the two of them often helped with the baby when they were home.

’They may have helped out less, but I can’t show favoritism.’

Hearing this, Zhou Jiawen’s eyes lit up as she immediately reached out for the bag. "Thank you, Sister-in-law! I love it."

’I haven’t even seen the design,’ she thought, ’but judging by the clothes Qingyan LAVUE sells, it’s guaranteed to be gorgeous.’

’And it’s custom-designed, no less!’

Jiang Manshu said, though her words were a gentle scolding, "You silly girl. You should have been resting during your confinement, not spending your energy on all this."

Her hands, however, were anything but idle, quickly reaching for her gift as if afraid she’d be left out if she were too slow.

Now that the baby was awake and the gifts had been distributed, Jiang Li gently pulled her finger from Shen Shiyu’s grasp. "Dad, Mom, I’m going to go up and give the speech."

’After all, it’s Shen Shiyu’s 100-day celebration,’ she thought. ’It’s only right that I, his mother, go on stage.’

Under Jiang Manshu’s smiling gaze, she walked gracefully onto the stage.

A microphone was already set up on the stage. Jiang Li tapped it lightly, and once all eyes were on her, she began. "To all the grandparents, uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters joining us today, good afternoon!"

"My name is Jiang Li, and I’m so happy you could all come today for Shen Shiyu’s 100-day celebration."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Yanzhi walked onto the stage holding Shen Shiyu, and a light patter of applause rose from the audience.

"Today marks 100 days since Shen Shiyu was born. For our entire family, this is an incredibly happy and memorable day."

"As new parents, we have a lot to learn, but Ah Yan and I will do our absolute best to ensure our child can grow up happily."

Jiang Li looked over at Shen Yanzhi, asking with her eyes if he wanted to say a few words.

Shen Yanzhi gave a slight nod. Jiang Li handed him the microphone and gently took Shen Shiyu from his arms.

"I want to take this moment to thank my wife, Jiang Li. She carried our child for ten months before going through the ordeal of childbirth. The hardship and heartache involved are things that perhaps only those who have experienced it can truly understand."