Elizabeth tactfully left the ward.
Mu Liang was feeling quite uncomfortable.
Has he fallen out of favor?
Qiao Xia held her son, utterly delighted. The baby's skin had lost its newborn redness, becoming a soft pink, with fine hair, and a pair of round, bright eyes, clear and innocent. His small chubby hands were like lotus roots, and his skin was extremely delicate. This was her and Mu Liang's son. He didn't look like her at all, resembling Mu Liang more, the Liu family's genes were just too strong. She could even see the outline of Xu Xiaoshu in her son's face.
"Hey, little guy, I'm your mom. Welcome to being my son." Qiao Xia kissed her son's face, her cheek touching his. "Baby, I will be a good mom to you."
Qiao Xia asked, "Have you picked a name?"
Mu Liang said, "Let's call him Mu Qiao."
"Isn't that a bit casual?" Merely using their last names for the eldest son's name, wasn't it a bit too casual?
