Chapter 1227: 303: Priceless treasure!
Although the name Zhou Tianci does sound a bit like a boy’s name, it has profound meaning.
Therefore, the child’s full name was decided just like that.
Ni Chengui continued, “The full name is settled, let’s give the child a nickname as well.”
Zhou Dawei said with a smile, “You are the child’s mother, and you were the one who found her. Go ahead and pick a nickname.”
Ni Chengui thought for a moment and then said, “Since the child has such a fate with us, why not call her Yuanyuan, from the word ‘fate’.”
“Alright, from now on, we’ll call her Yuanyuan.”
Yuanyuan seemed to be about four or five months old, with a round face and big eyes that glistened like two sparkling grapes, blinking and very adorable. And she was well-behaved, not causing any trouble.
Ni Chengui quickly prepared the formula milk and put the nipple in Yuanyuan’s mouth. Yuanyuan, being very hungry, sucked vigorously.
“So cute!”
“And also very pretty,” Zhou Dawei continued, “Chengui, I feel like she is our own biological daughter, knowing how heartbroken we were at losing her, she found her way back to us! Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that we found her?”
Ni Chengui nodded and held the child tighter in her arms, “You’re right, she must be our biological daughter!”
Zhou Dawei couldn’t help but pinch Yuanyuan’s little cheek, “Look at how beautiful our daughter is!”
Ni Chengui slapped his hand away, “Children’s faces are tender, you can’t pinch them!”
Zhou Dawei laughed with his mouth wide open, “It’s just lack of experience since it’s our first time raising a child.”
“When do you think we should go back?” Ni Chengui asked.
Zhou Dawei said, “Let’s stay here for a while until Yuanyuan gets familiar with us before we go back.”
Nowadays, they check tickets on the train, and if someone discovers the child is not their own, they won’t be able to explain.
Ni Chengui nodded, “Okay.”
Anyway, their plan for this trip was to have fun for a month before returning home the next day.
The next day, the couple did not go out but stayed in the Inn with little Yuanyuan.
In Beijing.
Although the child of Zhao Jingrong and Mo Baichuan was still young, the Mo Family still held a simple funeral for the child.
Ni Yang and Mo Qishen both attended the funeral.
In just two days, Mo Baichuan seemed like a changed man, his face covered with stubble and his eyes red.
“Mom, please do comfort her well. Both of us are still young, we can have more children,” said Mo Baichuan, his voice tinged with bitterness.
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