A month before the delivery, Zhou Luchen finished handling all affairs for United Bank and took her back to Beijing, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. That night, the snow in Beijing was heavy and pure. A certain general hospital was enveloped in silver beauty.
The child was born—a little one, all white and tender, crying torrentially.
In the middle of the night, upon receiving the news, Zhou Zhaoping got out of bed. The name was personally chosen by Zhou Zhaoping himself. An hour after birth, the name was settled.
When it came to deciding the surname, the Zhou Family hesitated slightly. Perhaps valuing the child so much led to sudden concerns. The direct bloodline of the Zhou Family had to be protected, no matter what, from media and public inquiries. In the end, after discussions between the Shen and Zhou families, it was decided it was best to take the Zhou surname, following the Shanghai precedent.
