Zhao Lanzi spoke a lot to Sheng Ning on the phone, sharing every detail of the children's daily activities. The little boy had already learned to walk, wandering all around, while the little girl cast cold glances, her nose adorably scrunched.
"Has the little boy's name been decided?"
"Not yet! Your father-in-law is uneducated, I'm afraid he might come up with something like Xu Dazhuang, which would be awful." Zhao Lanzi's words were full of disdain. "I plan to have my son choose the name when he returns. It's only right that one names their own child."
It's clear she cares deeply for her son, highlighting that Xu Xianxiong holds the lowest status in the family.
Sheng Ning could already imagine how displeased her father-in-law would be; she intended to make a gesture, but her mother-in-law halted her.
"By the way, how's Qigang? When is he coming back? This assignment has been taking far too long."
