Wen Meimei inwardly sighed: What a schemer, starting off so strong.
Unfortunately for her, she had a particular penchant: she enjoyed turning green tea into black tea.
"This is the name my mom gave me. I think it's quite nice. 'Wen' follows my father's surname, 'Mei' as in a girl, signifies beauty, and 'Er' is just a suffix with no meaning, added for euphony. Chengxun, what do you think?"
Wen Meimei finished with a smile and glanced at Qiao Chengxun.
Qiao Chengxun said indifferently, "The name is very cute."
"Heehee..." Wen Meimei immediately laughed, her beauty shining through.
To praise someone without a hint of expression really makes one mad, damn it.
Mrs. Qiao praised heartily, "Meimei's mother really knows how to pick a name. 'Meimei, Meimei,' it sounds nice and isn't tacky at all, much better than those common names like Mei or Ling. No one without culture could come up with a name like this."