Xia Lu quickly sensed that something was amiss. Apart from work hours, Zhou Mingchen was by her side almost all day long. It wouldn't be too unusual if it were just him, but the key point was Xia Zhiqiu; she also frequently checked in on her, never going elsewhere.
This made her feel very strange. As a mother, wanting to see her daughter is certainly the strongest desire, just like her current wish to see the daughter she gave birth to during her unconsciousness, whom she had never met. What does she look like? She couldn't even imagine it in her dreams. But these people seemed completely unconcerned about her daughter, rarely even mentioning anything related to her.
"Have you thought about what our daughter's name should be?" Xia Lu suddenly asked, taking advantage of both being present.
Zhou Mingchen was visibly stunned for a second before responding, "There's no rush for that. We have plenty of time to think about it slowly later."
