Thinking about her unsightly sleeping posture, Ye Junqing's eye twitched sharply. Is this child like a sticky burr? Impossible to shake off once attached?
Ye Xinguang also felt a bit helpless. She asked the butler to bring over a set of children's cutlery and, while eating, asked the child, "Little darling, what's your name?"
Su Chaoyang gnawed on a large chicken leg with great relish, her mouth smeared with grease. While eating, she answered in a sweet, childish voice, "Granny, I don't have a name, you see."
I only have a boy's name, but I'm a little princess. Should I change my name, I wonder? That's up to Daddy and Mommy to decide!
"How can a child not have a name? Then who are your daddy and mommy?"
