Shang Zonghai looked warmly at the baby on the bed, "The child's nickname hasn't been decided yet, why not let you, the grandparents, give him a nickname?"
Mr. and Mrs. Li exchanged glances, both a little excited. Duan Shuyuan deliberated for a few seconds and tentatively said, "How about calling him Xixi, since today is the Double Seven Festival..."
"Not good, not good." Li Guangming immediately shook his head and rejected it, "It sounds like a girl's name."
Just at that moment, the tall and upright figure of Shang Yu pushed the door open and came in.
Everyone in the room looked back at the same time. Duan Shuyuan smiled, "Shaoyan, how about... you give the child a nickname?"
The man's Adam's apple moved slightly, his gaze naturally passed over the baby to the sleeping Li Qiao, "Anything."
Duan Shuyuan thought that was the name he had chosen, so she repeated it, "Suiyi, Suiyi, anything and everything goes with fate, that's quite nice."
