Zhuo Xiangqiao's heart skipped a beat upon seeing Lin Yue's expression, suddenly overwhelmed by an ominous premonition.
Lin Yue tugged at Zhuo Xiangqiao's clothes and asked, "Xiang Qiao, who named you and your brother?"
As Zhuo Xiangqiao met Lin Yue's gaze, he almost wished he could kick Lin Jingyun out for bringing up the topic. Did all men with the surname Lin have a grudge against him?
"It seems... I heard... it was my grandfather who named us..." Zhuo Xiangqiao said with a dry mouth, regretting not avoiding the subject earlier.
Lin Yue bowed her head as if pondering something, and Zhuo Xiangqiao quickly changed the subject, "It's still early for the little one to arrive, let's not rush it now."
As he spoke, he offered a piece of pastry to Lin Yue, "Here, aren't you hungry? Go on, eat."
Lin Yue took the pastry from Zhuo Xiangqiao, but her mind was still considering whether to let Zhuo Jianzhang and the others name the little one in her belly.
