Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

"What? Don't plan to let the child's surname be cold?" Leng Yunting was surprised at first when he received the call. He thought he had misheard, but he got the affirmation from his wife and became angry.

Although he didn't go to the hospital, he had already prepared everything at home, and there was a "Kangxi Dictionary" next to him, obviously he was going to turn the book to name the child. As long as there is a soft word from Lengscheng, he immediately ran to the hospital to see the child-to see the child, not to see him. Who knows that this **** doesn't even want the child's last name!

"I don't want the child's last name to be cold, what's the last name? Is the last name Gu? Or is the last name Xu?" Leng Yunting was furious. He is not the kind of serious parent. If his son plans to give birth to a few, one of the children and his mother's surname will be fine. But the eldest son must have a cold surname. Moreover, Gu Qingqing’s family is a mess. Now Gu’s family is not her biological parents at all, and Xu’s family is like that. He also came here, obviously deliberately!

"He didn't say, that is, the child can have any surname he wants." She didn't say that her son disliked the child. She really felt that the child was ugly. From the time the child was born until now, she reluctantly hugged it once. She is still a nurse. He took the examined child to his mother's side, and he just helped.

Leng Yunting was almost furious: "Since the child is not named Leng, it is not from our Leng family. What are you still doing there? Let him hold the child to fend for himself!"

Leng Yunting had just hung up the phone, and his parents who had just been promoted to his great-grandparents also called. The other party didn't respond much, just said: "It's fine if the mother and the child are safe."

Today should be Leng Yunting's most anxious day in these twenty years. He sat in the living room and turned on the TV. He watched and drank tea, took a couple of drinks and went for a walk outside. He walked around to the garage, just about to drive out, and went back to his room to rest. All the way, he held a cell phone, but no one called him or texted him.

In the evening, the next man asked him: "Sir, what do you want to eat?"

Leng Yunting picked up the phone and wanted to make a call. After thinking about putting it back, he watched the TV in the living room keep ringing. He was still angry: "Who opened this? The sound is still so loud!"

The servant whispered on one side and said, "You opened it, it hasn't been turned off."

Leng Yunting was stunned, and his servant asked again, "Sir, what do you want to eat?"

"If you don't eat it, you are full of gas."

He threw the remote control away and went back to the bedroom by himself.

When night fell, Luo Qingxue returned.

The room was quiet. There was no sound except Little Welsh's yelling. She was still a little surprised. When she went back to the bedroom, she found Leng Yunting sitting on the bedside and complained: "Why are you back now?"

"Oh, they are messing around in the hospital, I'll go help."

Leng Yunting folded his arms and said, "Isn't the last name cold, do you still need your help?"

"That said, the child still has a cold surname." The main reason is that Gu Qingqing's family is too chaotic, otherwise the child's surname would be difficult to say.

"It should have been this way, thought it was a great gift?" Leng Yunting snorted softly, watching Luo Qingxue still packing things: "What are you doing?"

"Although I have hired Yuesao, it is tiring to take care of one child. Qingqing has no one to care about. I will check it out tomorrow."

"Go? Why do you want to go?" Just as Leng Yunting was about to get angry, Luo Qingxue sat next to him, and only said a word to calm him down: "Would you like to see the child's picture?"