One month before labor.

Zhou Lushen handled all the government affairs of the Lianxing Bank and took her back to Beijing, not daring to be careless.

The snow in Kyoto that night was heavy and pure.

A general hospital followed the silver makeup.

The child came out.

A small white and tender one, crying profusely.

In the middle of the night, after receiving the news, Zhou Zhaoping got up overnight, and his name was taken by Zhou Zhaoping himself.

An hour after birth, the name was decided.

When deciding on the surname, the Zhou family was slightly hesitant.

Maybe too much attention is paid to this child, sudden concerns.

The Zhou family is related to the bloodline, so they have to protect their identity from the media and the public.

In the end, Shen and Zhou discussed it, and their surname was still Zhou, and they followed the Shanghai market.

When I entered the family tree, I remembered that the two had not yet registered.

But if you quarrel in the future, you don't need to divorce, and you will disperse.

In the study.

The Zhou family brought the family tree into the courtyard study overnight.

Zhou Zhaoping, dressed in a simple Mao suit, stood in front of the desk, dipped his pen in ink, and wrote his great-grandson's name after Shen Jing.

Zhou Zhaoping asked Zhou Xiangqun, "Do you know why you didn't register?" ”

Zhou Xiangqun moved his lips, "She doesn't seem to care about her name, I don't get too involved in the private affairs between them." ”

As for the fundamental question, Zhou Zhaoping, who was always cold, did not ask again.

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After the child was born, he was shown to the nurse and the confinement lady in another room.

White hospital bed.

Shen Jing nestled in Zhou Lushen's arms, crying silently, tears fell away, not pain, but tears would fall when he was used to being in his arms. Zhou Lu didn't coax it, but when he coaxed, her tear ducts couldn't be stretched.

Her eyes were swollen with tears, and they were so fragile that they were moving.

Tired of crying, Shen Jing fell asleep.

Zhou Lushen covered her with a quilt, stayed by the bed, held her cold hand, and washed the sticky cold sweat on the back of his hand and stuck to his cheeks.

Her nails were a little stubble, irregular and irregular, and it must have hurt to scratch somewhere.

Zhou Lu lowered his eyes and laughed at her stupidity.

Her face is not as ruddy and shiny as yesterday, and when she was admitted to the hospital, she was still full of joy looking forward to the arrival of her child, smiling so sweetly.

Four o'clock in the evening.

Shen Jing, who had a good night's sleep, turned sideways, her head poked out of the bed, and her eyes instantly met Zhou Lushen who was sitting in the chair.

He rested a laptop on his laptop, and the cold light of the screen scattered on his face, making it look cold and white.

He smiled at Shen Jing.

What to say? At this moment, Rao has become his wife, and Shen Jing is still a little surprised that he is keeping vigil here.

Don't you really want to see his son?

Shen Jing smiled and asked, "Zhou Lushen, why are you still here." ”

Zhou Lushen's voice was low and faint, "Wait for you to wake up." ”

Shen Jing's heart warmed.

I heard him say, "I regret marrying you and coming back, follow me through the ghost gate." ”

Shen Jing lay down and looked up at the ceiling, "You said that day, hug me for three years." ”

Zhou Lu hooked his lips, "When." ”

Shen Jing tilted her head and looked at him with a pair of deep eyes, "You carried me through Shichahai that night, you said it." She was still interested in learning Zhou Gongzi's tone at that time, "With whom to hold the two of you for three years, with you Shen Jing." ”

"Your Zhou family's genes are mostly rich in boys, and the clothes I prepared are for my sister, and no one wears a small skirt."

Very seriously.

Zhou Lushen frowned, "You still want a sister?" ”

Shen Jing's head was hidden in the quilt, "I like it all, I want it." ”

Zhou Lu laughed out loud, "You really are—"

"I have to make it up to you?"

She 'um', and a muffled voice came out through the quilt, "I don't have any sisters, who will inherit your family property in the future." ”

She has seen the little guy at a glance, Zhou Lushen's genes are really powerful, his skin is white, her skin is also white, the little guy's tender and white little V face, and her eyelashes are envious.

(End of chapter)