Chapter 847: How Did This Name Come About? (1)

Li Mochan was taken aback, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

Baby?

Seeing the fleeting look of surprise on his face, Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but worry, "Is there something wrong with the baby?"

"No, the baby is fine, don’t worry." Li Mochan reached out to ruffle her hair, soothing her in a gentle voice.

"The baby is outside, I’ll go bring him in."

As soon as he said that, Veya walked in from the other room.

"The baby is here."

Ye Jiuliang followed the voice, looking past Veya to the little one cradled in Mrs. Jiang’s arms with fascination.

The little one wore a blue outfit, his light-colored hair peeking out from under his cap, adding a touch of cuteness.

Ye Jiuliang swallowed nervously, suddenly feeling anxious.

Having faced countless dangers on the edge of life and death, she never felt as nervous as she did now.

"Xiaojiu, are you awake? Is there anything you’re uncomfortable with?" Mrs. Jiang finally spared a caring glance from the little one to ask Ye Jiuliang.

Ye Jiuliang gave a soft smile, "I’m fine."

Hearing this, Mrs. Jiang felt reassured and spoke of the little one with pride, "Ahan, the baby is so well-behaved and so adorable."

As she spoke, she handed the child to him, "Be slow."

Li Mochan cautiously accepted the child, feeling a bit awkward holding his own son for the first time, fumbling nervously.

"Ahan, hold him like this." Veya gently guided, and when she couldn’t stand watching any longer, she took his hand to support the baby, teaching him hand-to-hand.

"Yes, just like that, slowly."

The little one was very light, almost weightless in his arms, a marvelous and unfamiliar sensation spread through his limbs, filling his heart with indescribable excitement and joy.

Perhaps the feeling of becoming a father is just like this.

Li Mochan lowered his head, carefully observing the little one, his pink, chubby face reflecting in his eyes, and a radiant smile quietly blossoming at the corners of his thin lips.

Indeed, as grandma said, the little one is beautiful, with features that merge the essence of both him and Ajiu.

Familiar yet unfamiliar.

He leaned over, sitting beside Ye Jiuliang, and held the baby out to her, "Do you want to hold him?"

With bright eyes full of anticipation, Ye Jiuliang nodded.

She stretched out her hands, her clumsy gestures exposing her similarity to Li Mochan, as someone inexperienced in holding babies.

"Ajiu, you should hold him like this." After teaching Li Mochan, Veya started instructing Ye Jiuliang.

Ye Jiuliang nodded, gently taking the baby.

The moment the little one was in her arms, she had a similar reaction to Li Mochan, finding him very light.

She lowered her head, unexpectedly meeting the baby’s clear, revealing eyes, momentarily stunned.

The mother and son locked eyes, with surrounding sounds instantly fading out of Ye Jiuliang’s hearing.

The little one stared at Ye Jiuliang with his onyx eyes, his little crimson lips pursed adorably.

As if recognizing the one holding him as his mommy, the little one suddenly broke into a smile.

"Giggle giggle..."

For the first time since birth, the little one smiled.

"He smiled." Receiving her precious son’s smile, Ye Jiuliang turned to share it with Li Mochan, her face radiating a bright smile, warm and delightful like sunshine in winter.

"Mochan, look, he’s smiling at me."

Li Mochan smiled, watching them with tender eyes, "I know."

Mrs. Jiang and the others standing nearby couldn’t help but laugh aloud seeing the little one’s smile.

"Xiaojiu, it seems the little one recognizes you as his mommy now; we’ve been teasing him for a long time, and he never smiled." Veya laughed.

Overjoyed, Ye Jiuliang gently kissed the little one’s forehead.

"Our Xiaobai is the smartest."

Ye Jiuliang had decided on the nickname Xiaobai earlier, thanks to Li Mochan, the jealous one.

He would frequently ask who she values more, him or the baby, driving Ye Jiuliang crazy with his jealousy. She had to say he was her big treasure, while their son was the little treasure, thus deciding on the baby’s nickname incidentally.

"Giggle giggle."

Receiving a kiss from mommy, the little one laughed even more cheerfully.

The two of them enjoyed each other’s company so much that Li Mochan felt a hint of jealousy himself.

"Xiaobai?" Veya caught the key point and curiously asked, "Is Xiaobai the little one’s nickname?"

Ye Jiuliang entertained the child and nodded, "Yes, his nickname."

"Xiaobai is a nice nickname, our little treasure." Mrs. Jiang touched the little one’s cap with a laugh she couldn’t hold back.

Jiang Hai looked at the giggling little one and asked, "Ahan, have you thought of a full name for the child?"

Li Mochan’s eyes lowered slightly, his gaze lingering on the little one’s smiling face as he whispered, "Li Wuli."

Wuli?

Except for Ye Jiuliang, everyone else was stunned.

"Why this name? The word ’Li’ sounds so unlucky." Mrs. Jiang frowned, valuing family togetherness and harmony above all else in her senior years, wary of anything implying separation.

Old Master Li nodded, agreeing with Mrs. Jiang’s concerns.

Understanding that Mrs. Jiang and the others were thinking of separation, Veya smiled sweetly, "Mom, Ahan must have his reasons for choosing this name."

"Just think about it, Wuli, in other words, means no separation. Isn’t this meaning much better?"

No separation?

Mrs. Jiang came to a realization, suddenly changing her opinion of the name.

With her gaze circling between Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliang, her frown eased, and she smiled.

Never being apart for a lifetime, that’s a nice meaning.

"When you put it that way, it does sound good." Old Master Li revised his opinion, offering praise.

Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliang exchanged smiles, both looking at their son, and Ye Jiuliang reached out to gently stroke the baby’s chubby cheeks.

"You’re smiling so happily, do you also like the name your daddy gave you?"

"Giggle giggle..."

The little one’s clear laughter was his response.

"Xiaojiu, why don’t you two eat first? We’ll hold Xiaobai." Mrs. Jiang suggested.

Li Mochan nodded, handing Xiaobai to Mrs. Jiang.

The little one was easy to handle, quietly staying still in another person’s arms, less lively than when Ye Jiuliang held him.

During the meal, Ye Jiuliang suddenly remembered she hadn’t shared the good news with Gu Xinuo and the others yet.

"Mochan, where’s my phone?"

With just a look, Li Mochan understood her thoughts and chuckled, "I texted them for you, they’ll probably come with red envelopes tomorrow."

Hearing this, Ye Jiuliang smiled, focusing on her meal.

After all, the baby had just been born, and soon enough, he drifted off to sleep.