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Chapter 1239 The child's name

When Song Xiang woke up, it was close to ten o'clock. She sat up straight and remembered that Gu Lian was still in the ward.

Turning around, she saw that Li Ying was still sleeping, and there seemed to be movement next door.

He opened the quilt and got out of bed, walked outside the door, and saw Yan Song guarding the door.

"Where's Shun Han?"

"Miss Wang is here. The young master has asked her to take care of Miss Gu. She has already gone to the company."

Song Xiang pursed her lips and quickly sent a message to Yan Han, telling him to find time to rest. She felt exhausted even after sleeping, not to mention that he stayed up all night.

After sending the message, there was no immediate reply. I guess he was busy.

She sighed and thought about going to deliver lunch to Yan Han after watching Gu Lian.

I walked to the next door and heard voices inside.

"It's so cute. The face shape looks like yours. It's just that mouth and Lu..."

Wang Fuxue's voice got stuck mid-sentence, and she glanced at Gu Lian, "Well... she's cute anyway."

Song Xiang knocked on the door and asked, "When did you come?"

When Wang Fuxue saw her, she straightened up and said, "I just arrived. I saw that you and Yingzi were both resting, so I didn't bother you."

With a smile on her face, Song Xiang deliberately adjusted the atmosphere. She walked to Gu Lian's bed first, leaned over and asked her what she wanted to eat.

Gu Liang had just unloaded various testing instruments, his face was pale, and it was difficult to open his mouth.

"have eaten."

Song Xiang was surprised and looked up at Wang Fuxue.

Wang Fuxue was looking at the baby, received her gaze, and pursed her lips towards the small table beside her.

"I just brought it, and there's still a lot left. You asked Yingzi to eat some together."

"become."

Song Xiang patted Gu Lian's hand gently and turned around to call Li Ying.

Li Ying didn't wake up, so she came over with her head in the chicken coop, put her hands in each other's sleeves, and glanced at the baby in the car.

"Hell, Aunt Lu didn't come to snatch it."

As soon as she said it casually, the atmosphere in the ward froze.

On the bed, Gu Lian's eyes flashed with nervousness for a moment, and he turned sideways with great effort and looked in the direction of the child.

Song Xiang understood and quickly brought the child to her side.

"Sister Lian, don't be afraid. We are all here. No matter how powerful the Lu family is, they cannot take away the baby."

Gu Lian's eyes were red and swollen. He stubbornly raised his hand with the hemostatic patch on it and carefully touched the sleeping child, tears falling from his eyes.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Song Xiang was busy wiping her tears and said, "They say you shouldn't cry during confinement."

Gu Lian was silent and stared at the child closely. As soon as her tears were wiped away, her eyes became wet again.

There was a strange atmosphere in the room.

Li Ying stood on the side and smacked her mouth, feeling like she was talking nonsense and causing trouble. She turned around and saw Wang Fuxue, she stuck out her tongue and returned to the small table to eat in a muffled voice.

"The little princess is so cute, you are so happy." Wang Fuxue came closer and touched the baby again, "Don't think too much. If you have the energy, you might as well think about the baby's name."

Song Xiang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, let's think of a name first."

Li Ying: "I thought of one."

Song Xiang and Wang Fuxue laughed out loud at the same time.

"Can you think of any good names? Don't join in the fun." Wang Fuxue smiled and patted her.

Li Ying clicked her tongue, unhappy.

"Who are you looking down on?" She dropped the spoon, went to Gu Lian's bedside, knelt down and spoke: "Gu Lian, listen to me."

Gu Lian closed his eyes and said weakly, "Say."

Li Ying cleared her throat and said very seriously, "Niannian, how are you!"

The surroundings quieted down.

Song Xiang raised his eyebrows slightly, "How to explain?"

"There is more than enough every year!" Li Ying clapped her hands, "And isn't it almost the Chinese New Year!"


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