In the end, it was Sun Dasheng who personally took charge and gave their daughter a beautiful name: Sun Fanzhi.
It signifies flourishing branches and leaves.
May she grow strong and healthy in the future.
"Yay! This name is nice." Xia Ruyi clapped her hands, then pinched the baby's nose: "Little one, you now have a name, Sun Fanzhi, got it?"
Magically, the little one lying in Sun Dasheng's arms seemed to understand something, giggling and flailing about.
"Hahaha... Do you think our daughter didn't drink Mengpo Soup and still has some innate intelligence from her past life?" Xia Ruyi said with a laugh.
Sun Dasheng: "...."
This isn't something you should say lightly; what if it actually happens?
"What is she reaching for with those little hands?" Sun Dasheng watched as the little one in his arms continuously reached out towards her mom.
And she even accurately aimed for a crucial place.
Xia Ruyi blushed, "She must be hungry, I need to feed her."
