Chapter 1252 <<<
And so, the baby's nickname was decided upon.
After dinner, Yisheng accompanied Wen Pingsheng for a walk downstairs to aid digestion.
Wen Ping casually told him that he went for a walk with Auntie Hua at noon and met several elderly women in the neighborhood. They chatted about various things.
Yi Sheng listened quietly, occasionally responding with a word or two to show that she was paying attention to what she was saying.
During that time, Wen Yizhou called for a video chat, and the topic of conversation always revolved around the baby in Wen Pingsheng's belly.
During their chat, Wen Ping Sheng casually mentioned that he had given the baby a nickname while having dinner tonight. He didn't say whether it was Yi Sheng who came up with it.
Because Wen Ping Sheng was taking a walk outside, it wasn't as convenient as at home to video chat. The two only chatted for a few minutes.
After ending the video call, Wen Yizhou immediately excitedly changed his WeChat nickname to 'Tang Xin'er' and posted a text-only circle of friends: Tang Xin'er.
Those unaware were utterly confused, with some even speculating that he might be in a relationship.
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Time flies, and it's the weekend in the blink of an eye.
Wen Ping Sheng slept until natural wake up, got up and ate breakfast, dressed himself up, then beautifully set off with Yi Sheng to the Tang family.
Entering Tang's manor, Wen Ping Sheng saw the Tang An family from a distance in the orchard in front of the mansion.
Probably hearing the sound of the car, after a few seconds, Tang Yucheng walked out of the orchard with a basket of fruit in one hand and his daughter in the other. An Xiaotu and Xiao Annie followed behind.
Little Ge'er had sharp eyes, she saw Yi Sheng sitting in the driver's seat and immediately excitedly clapped her hands and shouted, "Uncle! Uncle..."
After several months, the little dumpling's speech is much clearer now.
"...." Tang Yucheng's face darkened.
He didn't welcome An Yisheng coming to the Tang family at all!
Soon, the car slowly stopped in front of Tang An's family.
Yisheng unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. She walked around to the passenger side and helped Wen Pingsheng out of the car, supporting him.
"Yisheng, Pingsheng, you're here." An Xiaotu greeted with a smile.
Xiaonan, who stood on the side, called out to Shuangsheng, "Uncle, Aunt."
Yisheng softly hummed in response, secretly observing Xiaonian's state. After confirming that the near-assault hadn't affected the little guy, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Uncle, hug~" The little dumpling reached out to Yixing with her short hands, saying in a milky voice.
"Okay, Uncle will hold Little Song."
Yi Sheng's lips curled into a warm smile, taking Xiao Geer from Tang Yu Cheng's hands and gently pecking the little dumpling's face, causing the little dumpling to giggle with delight.
Tang Yucheng suppressed the vinegar in his heart and said in a flat tone, "Come in. I and Xiao Tu picked some fruit, you can taste it later."
The Tang family's orchard is managed by several professional fruit farmers. Due to climate reasons, greenhouses are built so that seasonal fruits can be enjoyed year-round.
At this time, the fruit basket in his hand contained a pomelo, several oranges, kiwis, and grapes.
Later, several people entered the house together.
Tang Yucheng casually handed the fruit basket to the steward, asking him to process the fruits.
Yi Sheng hugged Xiao Ge'er and walked to the living room, greeted Tang's elders, and sat down on the sofa.
The little dumpling sat on Yisheng's lap, put her little hand into her pocket and rummaged around for a while, then took out a rainbow lollipop, "Uncle~ Here you go!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of Tang Yucheng and his son darkened, their brows furrowed. They looked at Yisheng with cold, dangerous eyes.
This rainbow lollipop was given to Xiaotuanzi by Xiao Nuan a couple of days ago. Xiaotuanzi is so precious, she carries it with her every day and puts it by her pillow when she sleeps. Now, she's even generously given it to Yisheng.
Tang Yucheng felt like he was about to puke!

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