Rebirth Group Favorite: The Big Brother's Beautiful Wife Is A Little Sweet

As soon as the words were finished, Chu Zhenyuan turned his head and freed up another hand to grasp Chu Ziyan's fingers.

"Xiaoyan, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing, this morning your elder brother came to pick me up and talked about it, I was so scared that my legs went limp on the spot..."

"Uh... that's why I didn't tell you."

"If something happens to you, how can I have the face to see your mother..." Chu Zhenyuan's eyes were slightly red.

Chu Ziyan coughed slightly and reminded.

"Dad, it's in public."

Chu Zhenyuan immediately took a deep breath and held back his tears.

"But seeing you looking alive and kicking now, I'm finally relieved!"

Chu Zhenyuan showed a relieved smile, and continued to tease the little one in his hand.

Grandpa Shen walked over slowly, wearing reading glasses and holding a dictionary.

"Before, I was thinking about what name I should choose if I had a great-grandson. I chose a lot of names. Come on, Xiaoyan, Xiaohan, come and see if you think there is any suitable one."

Shen Muhan: "The name has already been chosen."

"Oh? Is it?"

Grandpa Shen put down the dictionary: "What's the name?"

"Tiger girl."

Grandpa Shen:? ? ?

Everyone present:? ? ? ? ? ?

He stared at Shen Muhan with a straight face in an instant: "Nonsense! How can you get such a name?! You have read so many books, you have no level, no culture, you are just a piece of shit!"

Shen Zhimeng coughed softly from the side.

"Grandpa, in fact, this name was chosen by... my sister-in-law."

Grandpa Shen: "That's it... In fact, if you listen carefully, it's not that unpleasant, but it sounds a little abrupt. After listening to it a lot, you still feel something, for example..."

Grandpa Shen forced the rescue.

Chu Ziyan rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed: "It seems, Grandpa, you don't like this name very much."

"I can't say I don't like it..."

It can only be said that it is very opposed.

"Of course not!"

Chu Zhenyuan said sharply: "My precious granddaughter, how can the name be so random? Change it!"

Seeing his father's resolute attitude, Chu Ziyan curled his lips.

"OK then……"

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Chu Zhenyuan's aesthetics is still normal!

I only heard Chu Zhenyuan holding the little one in his arms, and said with a smile: "My granddaughter will definitely be a great beauty in the future, so why not call her... Meimei."

The voice fell, and the field was quiet for a few seconds.

Everyone:? ? ? ? ?

What the hell! ! !

I finally know who Chu Ziyan inherited the name Fei from.

The expression on the face of Grandpa Shen at the side turned around, and then showed a bewildered expression.

He forcibly stabilized his mind.

"This name... is not impossible, but I think it can be less direct. Why not call it Shen Xinyi, which is taken from the poem 'Banana slanted scroll, Xin Yi lowered the pen', how about it?"

Having just experienced the two shocks of Huniu and Meimei, everyone immediately felt that the name "Shen Xinyi" was beautiful and beautiful.

So everyone nodded quickly.

"Okay, okay, I think it's okay, Xin Yi is good."

"Just Shen Xinyi, Shen Xinyi is not bad."

"Congratulations, little princess Shen Xinyi, she sounds very cute and a beauty!"

……

Chu Zimo on the side blinked: "Then why isn't it called Shen Bajiao?"

Chu Zixuan elbowed him hard on his chest.

Chu Zimo shut up knowingly.

Chu Ziyan tilted his head, Shen Xinyi?

It seems to be not bad, since Grandpa Shen likes it, let's make it so.

She turned to look at Shen Muhan: "What do you think?"

"The name is just a code name, no matter what it is called, it is our baby girl."

Thus, the name of the little princess of the Shen family was decided in this way.

But seeing Chu Ziyan seemed a little lost, Grandpa Shen comforted him.

"But it's not bad for Xiaoyan to get this name... why don't you use it as a nickname."

Chu Ziyan became happy again in an instant.

Seeing Grandpa Shen surrounded by his great-grandson, the whole family looked harmonious and beautiful, while An Wenhui on the side bit her fingers tightly, her eyes full of envy and hatred.

She leaned against her husband Yunzhong's arms.

"Zhong, when can we hold our grandson?"

Yun Zhong glanced at Yun Ruoyao, who was nibbling some fruit, and kicked him.

Yun Ruoyao was a little confused: "Why?"

"Your mother asked you, when can we hold our grandson?"

Yun Ruoyao: ...

"Wow~ You can't see what other people have and want what they have. Can this kind of thing be compared?"