"Chang'an. Chang'an, Chang'an, has a long-lasting happy Chang'an. Qiao Chang'an, whose nickname is An'an, how about it?"

I have read a lot of poems and dictionaries.

I originally wanted to find a name with meaning, but in the end I chose the word "Chang'an".

It means long-lasting and peaceful.

Qiao Qiao understood in a second and nodded happily.

"Qiao Chang'an, whose nickname is An'an, is a very meaningful name."

He Qidong was a little flattered, "You really plan to use my name?"

"A pretty good name!"

"Qiao Qiao, have you ever thought about asking Shang Lu for advice about the child's Chinese name? He is always the father of the child."

Qiao Qiao lowered her eyes and pondered for a few seconds.

Shang Lu's eyes were filled with pain and frustration, and he was in his mind again.

If it was her calmness and letting go that hurt him.

Then, this is also a double-edged sword.

While stabbing him, he also hurt herself.

She never wanted to hurt him like this.

I only wish to do it without owe it and not recite it!

When she raised her eyes, she smiled neatly at He Qidong.

"You can choose the child's name, which is the most appropriate one."

"You gave me and my child a second life."

Speaking of which, it is really a miracle.

When she heard that the child was born without a heartbeat or breathing, she lost her belief in living.

It was He Qidong who played a child's crying on his phone that made her wake up again.

It is precisely because she woke up and insisted on holding the cold child all over her body that the child had a warmth and heartbeat again.

She is very grateful to He Qidong.

At that time, I couldn't open my eyes, but I could hear He Qidong's pious prayer.

He choked and said, "He is willing to spend thirty years of life to exchange for their safety."

This love is more important than anything else.

She was very happy, "Adong, thank you for giving An An a very good name, and she will be called An An from now on."

He Qidong lowered his eyes and smiled and touched An An's little face, "An An, An An, our little An An has a name!"

...

On the next day, Xiao Anan handed it over to the nanny.

She went to the company.

Start your own company and have more time.

She went back to feed her breasts every two hours.

Anyway, the company is close to home.

At noon, she and Song Wei were having pig's feet rice.

Because she wanted to feed her, she was hungry quickly and had a big appetite, so she added a chicken leg to herself.

She nibbled half of the chicken legs in her hand.

Song Wei pushed her arm, "Qiao Qiao, Shanglu's Rolls-Royce, Shang walked out of the car."

Qiao Qiao wiped the corner of her mouth.

Raise your eyes.

Shang Lu, who was dressed in a suit and ties, strode towards this food stall.

The bodyguards and driver behind him stopped in front of the car, as if ready to die at any time.

Such a pomp, in sharp contrast to the dirty street corners of this city village.

As always, it attracted a lot of attention.

Shang Lu was focused and walked straight towards Qiao Qiao.

The chicken legs in my hand suddenly became less fragrant.

But Qiao Qiao still lowered her head and continued to chew on the chicken legs.

Shanglu hasn't come to such a food stall for a long time.

The two tables around Qiao Qiao are migrant workers in the city.

They had mud and paint on them, and his sudden arrival interrupted their meal.

Looking at him curiously.

How could such a rich and dressed in such a taste come here to eat pork-legged rice?

But just a look, I continued to bury my head and quickly cooked rice.

After all, they are just ants from this city. After eating fast food, they have to go back to the construction site and continue to move bricks to make money.

The long-lost human spirit reminded Shang Lu of the past events he met Qiao Qiao for the first time.

He sat down next to Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao was still gnawing on her chicken legs, without raising her head, "Mr. Shang has something to do with me?"

"Eat first." Shang Lu also ordered a pork-foot rice.

Song Wei next to her knew that Shang Lu had something to look for Qiao Qiao, so she finished her meal quickly, said hello, and left first.

Left Shang Lu and Qiao Qiao.

This meal tasted a lot of the past.

But the two of them could never go back.

After paying the order, Shang Lu looked at Qiao Qiao, "Can you accompany me for a walk?"

Qiao Qiao looked at the time, "up to ten minutes."

The two got up and walked from the noisy corner to the lakeside along the road.

Shanglu stopped.

"I heard from my dad that my child's Chinese name has not been selected yet?"

"I've taken it, and my nickname is An'an. I took it."

Qiao Qiao also stopped.

The two looked at each other.

Shang Lu frowned, "He Qidong took it?"

"Yes." Qiao Qiao responded lightly.

"Why don't you discuss with me about naming such a big name? Qiao Qiao, am I still the father of the child?"

Shang Lu asked coldly.

Such questioning seemed to be blaming Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao was about to be angry and laughed, "Mr. Shang, don't you think you are ridiculous? You didn't want Xiao Anan at the beginning, so why should you care? Who chose her name?"

"But I am the father of the child!" Shang Lu made a sound, as if he was swearing his sovereignty.

"Mr. Shang, everyone should pay for their choice."

“…”

"You chose not to let us mother and daughter, and you should bear everything you have to bear today."

“…”

"But don't worry, I won't let my children recognize you in the future. I will also tell An An that her father is a very great and excellent national entrepreneur."

“…”

"I won't tell her when you insisted on abolishing her."

“…”

"I will let her grow up healthy and happy in an environment without hatred."

“…”
To be continued...