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"No, I want to eat with Father first." Yaxin pouted her luscious lips, her eyes filled with grievance as she looked at Shen Yichen.
But when she saw Shen Yichen frown slightly, she knew he was upset. Reluctantly, she took the medicine bowl, pinched her nose, tilted her head back, and gulped down the medicine in one go.
Chang Ma, seeing that she had finished, began to speak on her behalf: "Knowing that the master was coming, the young lady has been preparing since this afternoon, worried that you wouldn't come."
Shen Yichen nodded slightly. Meanwhile, Yaxin quickly tucked her rouge box into her pocket and, like a cheerful little sprite, pulled him to sit down. "Father, please sit. Chang Ma, let's go get the dishes and serve this esteemed master!"
Chang Ma responded affirmatively and followed the joyful Yaxin into the kitchen, leaving Shen Yichen sitting quietly in the hall.
Shen Yichen's gaze slowly fell on the patterns of the table surface, his thoughts drifting away unknowingly.
Later he learned that after her serious illness, Yaxin had completely forgotten everything from her past; the only thing left in her mind was her father's love.
He secretly bought this house on the outskirts of the city without telling his father and carefully selected a few servants to ensure Yaxin was well taken care of here.
Thinking that she was already seven years old, he hired a tutor to teach her reading and writing. He would often come to check on her and care for her life and growth.
On the other hand, he began to secretly investigate her background because he noticed that although Yaxin's features were still childish, they resembled someone he knew very much.
Later, he confirmed his suspicions with the old steward: Yaxin's real name was Su Mengwan. She had lost her mother at a young age, and her father had tragically died in a devastating fire a year ago.
Her father was none other than the renowned Fragrance King in town and also the most formidable competitor of the Shen Family in business.
Shen Yichen remembered how both families had once sent tribute perfumes to Marshal Zhang. Su's Fragrance always managed to outshine them slightly with its unique formula and exquisite craftsmanship.
His father spent every year racking his brains over how to surpass Su's Fragrance but never expected that a single fire would completely obliterate the Su Family's glory. It was truly a twist of fate; destiny showed no mercy at all.
But now, a greater worry loomed over the Shen Family like a heavy cloud.
Marshal Zhang's newly married concubine was a former loyal customer of Su's Fragrance, particularly fond of a powder called "Delicate Beauty," and she insisted that Marshal Zhang procure it for her.
Marshal Zhang readily agreed, but then turned around and placed this daunting task like a boulder on the Shen Family's shoulders. After the fall of the Su Family, Shen's Fragrance had naturally taken on the annual tribute of incense powder.
However, Su's Fragrance had long since vanished in that great fire, and the formula for that powder was lost as well.
Shen Yichen had conducted countless experiments in his family's fragrance factory, all ending in failure.
As the deadline approached, if he failed to deliver, Marshal Zhang would lose face in front of his woman, and it was likely that the entire Shen Family would face dire consequences, waiting to be shot down.
Thinking of this, Shen Yichen sighed softly. Just then, a familiar fragrance wafted through the air like a playful spirit, gently pulling his thoughts back.
He tilted his head slightly and took a deep sniff, a smile returning to his face as he praised, "Yaxin's culinary skills are getting better and better."
Yaxin bounced over like a cheerful little deer and carefully picked up a shiny red pig trotter with her chopsticks, gently placing it into his bowl. She then watched him eat with eager anticipation before saying with a hint of pride, "Once you eat my cooking, you'll be mine and can only listen to me!"
Shen Yichen was already accustomed to her quirky ways. He picked up another piece without looking up and asked, "What crazy idea have you come up with now?"
Upon hearing this, Yaxin immediately pouted and grabbed his arm, deliberately knocking the food she had just offered him onto the floor.
Shen Yichen helplessly set down his chopsticks and looked at her directly. "Spit it out. What do you want?"
Yaxin blinked her big watery eyes and asked, "Do you remember when my birthday is?"
Without hesitation, Shen Yichen replied, "What gift do you want?"
Yaxin's eyes lit up with excitement as she said, "I want you to take me out for a meal."
Shen Yichen looked a bit puzzled. "Is it really that simple?"
Yaxin nodded vigorously, her face displaying a sincere expression. "Yes! I'll count to three, and if you don't say anything now, there won't be a chance. One, two..."
Before she could reach three, Shen Yichen was about to speak when she hurriedly covered his mouth with her hand, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I get to choose the place!"
A faint fragrance wafted from Yaxin to Shen Yichen's nose, causing him to momentarily lose focus. However, he quickly regained his composure and asked her, "Daughter, where do you want to go?"
The word "daughter" was emphasized as if he were intentionally reminding her of something.
Yaxin's face was filled with longing as she replied, "I want to wear a dress and go to a restaurant run by foreigners." As she spoke, her eyes sparkled with dreams.
Shen Yichen smiled gently, his voice full of affection. "What's so difficult about that?"
Upon hearing this, a radiant smile blossomed on Yaxin's lovely face. She stood up and gently kissed Shen Yichen on the cheek, happily responding, "Thank you, Father!"
Seeing her so joyful stirred something in Shen Yichen's heart, and he couldn't help but smile back.
Yaxin, Yaxin—his Yaxin was so happy. All he wanted was to protect her for a lifetime, ensuring she could always laugh carefree like this.
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