756: Chapter 751 The Sky Won't Fall Down

Then, she drained it in one gulp.

Turning around, she walked gracefully toward the banquet hall.

The wedding dinner was held in the castle's open-air garden.

The gifts from the guests were piled up like a small mountain.

Prince Talal presented a land deed.

"Mr. Shen, this is another private island adjacent to Elysium Island, along with a 15% stake in a new oil field in the Persian Gulf. It's just a small token of my appreciation."

Chen Guangke's eyelids twitched as he listened from the side.

A small token? This gift could probably buy a whole principality in Europe.

Alex Reed presented a data hard drive.

"Shen, this is the underlying code and all training data for our Nexus AI's next-generation Artificial Intelligence, 'Genesis.' Congratulations in advance on your 'pangu' project; I hope we can have deeper cooperation in the future."

Shen Yan accepted it with a smile.

The value of this gift was beyond measure in monetary terms.

It represented the world's top AI giant extending an olive branch to a newcomer.

And more gifts followed: rare treasures, antique paintings and calligraphy, private jets, luxury yachts...

Chen Guangke and his team were sweating profusely just from registering the list of gifts.

He leaned in close to Shen Yan and lowered his voice.

"Boss, this isn't just a wedding; you're holding a UN General Assembly and conducting global investment promotion on the side."

Shen Yan smiled and said nothing.

He carried a glass of juice and walked over to Liu Hui.

Liu Hui was holding Shen An, chatting with Grandma Liu.

On her face was a look of pure, heartfelt happiness.

"Are you tired?" Shen Yan asked softly.

Liu Hui shook her head and rested it on his shoulder.

"I'm not tired. AYan, thank you."

"Thank you for everything you've given me."

Shen Yan kissed her forehead.

"Silly girl, we're husband and wife."

In the night sky, brilliant fireworks blossomed one after another.

Illuminating the entire Elysium Island as bright as day.

Youyou chased fireflies on the grass, her laughter crisp.

Shen An slept soundly in his mother's arms.

As the night deepened, the grand bustle of Elysium Island slowly settled.

Guests departed one after another on 'Skylark' aircraft or private yachts, filled with awe and plenty to talk about.

Chen Guangke directed his team to carefully pack and seal the mountain of gifts, preparing to ship them back to Jingzhou.

He looked into the distance, where Shen Yan was walking with Liu Hui through a sea of flowers under the moonlight, his face showing an unprecedented sense of relaxation and contentment.

"Has the boss... changed his nature?" Chen Guangke muttered.

Beside him, Wu Ya held a glass of red wine, her eyes clear.

"It's not a change in nature; it's a return."

She said softly.

"This is how he was always meant to be."

Chen Guangke scratched his head, half-understanding.

On the castle terrace, Liu Hui leaned into Shen Yan's embrace, watching the sleeping Shen An in her arms and Youyou chasing fireflies on the lawn nearby, feeling as if she were in a surreal dream.

"AYan, my head still feels a bit dizzy."

"All of this... is too exaggerated."

Shen Yan looked down and kissed the tips of her hair.

"Exaggerated?"

"I don't think it's enough."

He gently lifted her hand; the 'tears of the starry sea' shimmered with a dreamlike luster in the moonlight.

"This is only the beginning."

Liu Hui wanted to say more, but Shen Yan interrupted her.

"The wedding is over, but our honeymoon has just begun."

Liu Hui was stunned for a moment.

"Honeymoon? But Shen An is still so small, and your company..."

Shen Yan smiled.

"With Guang Ke and the others at the company, the sky won't fall."

"As for our son, of course we're taking him along. And Youyou too."

"Wang Jie and a professional childcare and medical team are already on standby aboard the 'teng long no. 1'."

"From now on, the next month belongs to our family."

Liu Hui's eyes moistened slightly.

She knew this man was always like this, arranging everything perfectly so she had no reason to refuse.

The next morning.

As the first ray of sunlight hit Elysium Island, the 'teng long no. 1' had already silently taken off, piercing into the azure sky.

Destination: Paris.

Liu Hui never imagined her first trip to Paris would be like this.

No crowded Champs-Élysées, no queuing at the Eiffel Tower.

After nightfall, the entire Louvre was opened for her alone.

Standing in the empty hall, facing the smile of the 'Mona Lisa' alone, the awe was indescribable.

"You said before that you wanted to see an art exhibition in peace."

Shen Yan's voice sounded behind her; he was holding Shen An, while Youyou curiously examined the massive paintings around them.

"Now, there's only us here."

Liu Hui leaned against him, watching the masterpieces of the ages pass before her eyes.

"AYan, you'll spoil me."

"Then I'll spoil you until you can never leave me."

On their third day in Paris, the system's voice arrived in Shen Yan's mind as expected.

[Daily Intelligence Refreshed]

[Intelligence Content: In the attic of the "Old Times" antique shop at 37 Rue de Rivoli, Paris, lies a forgotten Impressionist painting titled "Dawn on the Seine." The artist was an early student of Claude Monet, and its value is severely underestimated. In three days, the owner's grandson will sell it to an American tourist for fifty thousand euros. The painting's true market value is approximately fifty million euros.]

Shen Yan's eyebrows shot up.

Fifty million euros was just a number to his current assets.

But he was thinking of something else.

That afternoon, he took Liu Hui and Youyou for a stroll along Rue de Rivoli.

Just like any ordinary tourists.

Youyou was attracted by a candy shop, while Liu Hui walked into a clothing store.

Holding Shen An, Shen Yan seemingly casually walked into the antique shop named "Old Times."

The shop was dimly lit, smelling of old wood and dust.

A white-haired old shopkeeper was wearing reading glasses and wiping a silver candlestick.

Shen Yan's gaze swept around the shop, finally landing on the staircase leading to the attic.

"Sir, what are you looking for?" the old shopkeeper asked.

"Just looking around," Shen Yan said in fluent French. "My wife likes small things with a sense of history."

He held the child, pacing slowly, and finally stopped at the foot of the stairs.

"Is the upstairs also for sale?"

The old shopkeeper shook his head.

"No, sir. That's where I live; it's just piled with old things nobody wants."

Shen Yan smiled.

"Do you mind if I take a look? Sometimes, what others see as trash might be a treasure to me."

He took a roll of euros from his pocket and placed it on the counter.

"Consider it compensation for the intrusion."

The thickness of the stack made the old shopkeeper freeze for a moment.

He hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

"Alright, but please be careful; it's quite messy up there."