Holding onto Zhou Bei's hand, Lu Jingyang racked his brain for a while and said seriously, "If Xiaojing is called Lu Xiaojing, then this child should be called Lu Xiaoyang, Lu Xiaobei, or Lu Xiaozhou. You pick one!"
The names that Zhou Bei had put a lot of effort into thinking about made Lu Jingyang serious for a moment. After pondering thoughtfully, he said solemnly, "Let's call him Lu Xiaozhou! That way, both our surnames are included."
Zhou Bei said, "Alright, then it's Lu Xiaozhou."
But who knows, when Lu Xiaojing and Lu Xiaozhou grow up and find out their names were given with such seriousness yet so casually, what their feelings would be like.
At the same time, inside Lu Beicheng's Maybach, ever since he picked up Gu Nanyan, Lu Beicheng had stopped talking.
Without a sound, he didn't even give Gu Nanyan a proper look, nor did he lose his temper at her.
In the passenger seat, Gu Nanyan saw someone puff up like a pufferfish and almost laughed to death internally.