Chapter 758

Jiang Ning had a lot of curiosity and expectations about her child—curious about the gender, the appearance, and the personality.

But the moment the baby girl was born, the first thing she thought was: ugly!

Really, ugly to her. The baby’s face was all wrinkled and scrunched up.

The problem was, she had seen Jiang Bai’s daughter, Zhenzhen, who was born with clear, snow-white skin—looking just like Jiang Bai when he was a child.

Jiang Bai, probably because he spent most of his time in the lab doing research, had skin so good it didn’t even need care, fair and rosy. That little girl looked just like him at birth.

But Song Yuanjin was reddish all over. No matter how much of a loving mother filter Jiang Ning had, she just couldn’t honestly say the baby was pretty.

Actually, Jiang Ning hadn’t suffered much during pregnancy. Maybe because she had always focused on maintaining her health in this life, her physical condition remained excellent even at this age, with boundless energy. But pregnancy, for any woman, was an impact hard for those who hadn’t experienced it to imagine. This was the first time in Jiang Ning’s life she felt so weak, helpless, and totally dependent on others. The feeling was terrible, that could be imagined.

Fortunately, her partner didn’t let her experience any real hardship, and used to controlling everything in her life, she had arranged everything meticulously.

But she was determined that this experience would be the only time in her life she went through pregnancy—never again.

She didn’t know if her baby being born wrinkly and red, despite modern rich nutrition, had anything to do with her advanced maternal age.”

Jiang Ning looked carefully but couldn’t see where the resemblance was.”

Mother Song said, “Right? Old Song and I also think she looks like Ning Ning.”

The Song parents only had Song Peifeng, both retired and at the age of doting on grandchildren. After waiting so many years, they finally had a treasured granddaughter. Father Song was more reserved, but Mother Song was so happy she gave Song Yuanjin gold, jade, and emeralds—just three days after birth, the baby already had a hefty fortune.

The little one’s middle name was decided by the Song parents and Song Peifeng, unanimously asking Jiang Ning to name her. In Jiang Ning’s heart, her child was a flawless gem in this world, so she named her ‘Jin’ (meaning precious gem). Jiang family, including Father Jiang and Jiang Ning’s generation, due to special circumstances, didn’t use the traditional generational naming from the clan’s genealogy. From the ‘Yuan’ generation onwards, the little girl, though surnamed Song, followed Jiang family’s generational naming, becoming Song Yuanjin. This made Father Jiang and Uncle Jiang very happy. Everyone who came to visit gave her generous red envelopes. Jiang Guotai even gifted a set of jade jewelry with a small green jade bracelet that the Song parents refused to accept, but it was from Jiang Guotai to the child, so it couldn’t be returned.

Jiang Guotai was really wealthy. He had shown off and been arrogant in past years, but if not for Jiang Ning constantly reminding him to restrain himself and almost getting into trouble during the recent reshuffle, he wouldn’t have become so humble and cautious. His entire aura seemed to have been purified, settling down.

He truly appreciated Jiang Ning. He knew that no matter what he gave, Jiang Ning wouldn’t accept it. At her status, she didn’t need gifts anymore. So this set was genuinely chosen for the child.

Maybe it was because the Song family, including Song Peifeng, had waited so long for this child—they almost thought Jiang Ning didn’t want children at all. Unexpectedly, at middle age, she still had a baby, making them extremely happy. Little Yuanjin was the darling of the whole family. Everyone scrambled to hold her, and Jiang Ning didn’t have to worry about anything.

They all knew Jiang Ning was busy and that giving birth at an advanced age drained her body, so they took care of her meticulously.

Jiang Ning’s gaze was soft, watching the white, tender, adorable baby grow day by day. After she opened her eyes, it was clear she had Song Peifeng’s big double eyelids. Seeing all the family’s love for her, she smiled gently.

Maybe because Jiang Ning hadn’t received much love in her own childhood, or maybe because her grandfather passed away, this child was her deepest blood tie in the world aside from Song Peifeng. Sometimes Jiang Ning watched her growing up like watching her younger self—looking at her radiant smile, clear eyes, childish words, and lively personality. Just like the Song parents said, when born, Jiang Ning didn’t think the child looked like her, but the more she grew, anyone would say without a doubt, they were truly mother and daughter.

Except for the pair of big double eyelids that resembled Song Peifeng, all other facial features and face shape became more like Jiang Ning. Sometimes Jiang Ning looked at her as if she were raising her childhood self again—the lonely, sensible girl who was never liked by her mother and always lived with her grandfather on the mountain.

Song Yuanjin’s skills were also extremely well developed. Even before she could walk, she showed remarkable crawling ability—crawling all over the house, opening drawers and cabinets, pulling things out, then sitting inside the drawer to play for a whole day.

Perhaps because Jiang Ning didn’t do much housework, she loved watching the lively and cheerful child. Every time she looked at Yuanjin, her gaze was full of admiration and pride. She loved her daughter’s sunny personality.

The little girl wasn’t selfish either.”

The little girl would happily lift the bowl high up, wanting to share with her mother.

Song Yuanjin was extremely lively and outgoing, not only talkative but also very sociable. Whenever she went out, she would make a bunch of friends.

There wasn’t a kid in the whole neighborhood who wasn’t her good friend.