Lin Yue glanced at Zhuo Xiangqiao, recalling how he had been poring over a dictionary in the past few days, claiming he wanted to pick a name for his child that would shock the heavens and move spirits— a name that, once mentioned, would immediately be recognized as his, Zhuo Xiangqiao's child!
Yet, after waiting so many days, she hadn't seen him come up with any name that could shock the heavens and move spirits.
Zhuo Xiangqiao, seeing the look Lin Yue was giving him, knew she was mocking what he had said earlier and gave an embarrassed smile.
Suddenly, Zhuo Xiangqiao spoke, "Why not have Uncle Lin give the child a name?"
Lin Yue looked at Zhuo Xiangqiao in surprise, noticing that his expression didn't seem to be joking.
