Chapter 480: The Baby’s Na
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
From that day onwards, the baby would reach out for his hug whenever he saw Pei Ziheng.
He liked the buttons on Pei Ziheng’s high-class, tailored suit, and happily left a generous amount of drool on his suit. Pei Ziheng’s suit was practically destroyed every ti he carried the baby.
However, Pei Ziheng did not mind at all.
He even secretly stopped smoking, for the sake of keeping the baby away from the sll of smoke on his suit.
Two males so different in size, getting along amicably.
Xia Ling saw the two of them getting along so well and felt a sense of relief. As long as Pei Ziheng liked the baby, the little one’s safety was guaranteed, nothing else mattered.
Xia Ling thanked Grandma Ye, for it was her appearance that brought about this possibility.
Grandma Ye chose to find Xia Ling for a chat on a bright, sunny afternoon.
She asked Xia Ling about the profile of the child. Xia Ling didn’t try to avoid the question and told Grandma Ye all that she could say. She told her that the child’s biological father was indeed another man.
Grandma Ye said, “Xia Ling, Grandma here knows you and Mr. Pei share the sa pain. Your heart still pines for another man. However, won now often have to marry whoever they are to marry. Mr. Pei is already considered one of the best, and he treats you well. Even if he is not perfect, you should be content. Now that you have a child, and since you stayed by his side, you should continue to live on like this. Don’t choose to challenge yourself, and don’t choose to challenge fate.”
Xia Ling remained silent for a long while and gently nodded.
Grandma Ye praised her. “Now that’s a good girl.” She patted Xia Ling on the shoulders and left on her walking stick.
At the bottom of the wall creeping with ivy and flowers, Pei Ziheng listened quietly to the conversation. He didn’t an to eavesdrop, but he happened to be walking by and overheard his na being ntioned in their conversation, and couldn’t resist stopping to listen.
He heard Grandma Ye persuading Xia Ling, and saw Xia Ling nodding her head.
At that mont, he felt a burst of hope and joy and felt as if the whole world lit up.
He just knew that one day, his Xiao Ling would co back to him.
Pei Ziheng’s expression softened. He stared at Xia Ling as she sent Grandma Ye off with the baby in her arms and sat on the waist-high flower wall alone, singing a self-composed baby lullaby.
It was lodious and enchanting.
The song slowly ca to a halt.
Pei Ziheng gently asked, “Why did you stop singing?”
Xia Ling turned her head in shock and finally saw him standing by the foot of the wall. He stood in the shadows of the stairs and raised his head gently, his eyes pretty and full of warmth.
Xia Ling turned her head back and slowly began to sing again.
Pei Ziheng walked over and sat shoulder-to-shoulder with her. He lowered his head to look at the baby nestled in her arms. The baby snuggled in his mother’s embrace and appeared to be very happy, his short arms and legs dancing around as though he were dancing along with the lody. Seeing Pei Ziheng, he felt no fear at all, and his dancing even picked up in intensity.
“When he grows up, he will probably be a heavenly king,” Pei Ziheng said as he looked at the baby.
Amazent grew in Xia Ling’s heart — who would expect that Pei Ziheng would initiate a conversation about the child? This was probably considered a good thing, right? She kept quiet for a mont, and then said with a smile, “Being a heavenly king would be good. He’ll get to bask in magnificence his whole life, and produce music in happiness.” This child was destined to have no fate to being heir in the Pei family. He might be Pei Ziheng’s eldest son in na, but with regards to his blood relations, both of them knew better. There was no way this child could gain power in the magnate in the future. His best bet would probably be to dabble in sothing — anything — but not in business.”
Pei Ziheng strongly agreed. “Just sign a contract with Imperial Entertainnt, and his brother can help him in the future.”
Xia Ling had a short flashback, rembering a promise she once made to Pei Ziheng to bear a child for him. Her mood imdiately sank, and she forced herself to laugh.
Pei Ziheng lowered his head to look at the baby in her arms. The baby laughed in glee, flailing his little arms and legs, staring back at Pei Ziheng with dewy, wide eyes. “This child hasn’t got a na yet,” Pei Ziheng said gently. “Let’s call him Pei Shaoyin — Shao aning successor, Yin for music.”
Early on during Xia Ling’s pregnancy, when Pei Ziheng was still under the impression that the child was his, he already ca up with a na for the child. Initially, the na was to be Pei Shao Ye, the successor of the family business.
Till today, this child would never be able to succeed the family business, so why not call him Pei Shao Yin, to allow him to find his own identity. In the future, when he took on Xiao Ling’s singing abilities, he could beco the emperor in the singing industry.
Xia Ling’s heart was unsettled.
He actually suggested for the child to bear the Pei family na.
This was such a aningful action, entailing so much patience and acceptance. At that mont, she finally regained confidence in Pei Ziheng’s love for her. If this weren’t love, how could he tolerate another man’s child, taking on the identity of being his eldest son and bearing his family na?
“Thank you...” She didn’t know how else to express her gratitude except for this weak, feeble thank you.
Pei Ziheng’s expression softened even more. “In the future, we shall let the brothers be friendly with each other.” What he ant was for his future biological son to get along well with this child in front of his eyes. Just as what Grandma Ye had said, giving the future successor a right-hand man was always a good idea.
Xia Ling lowered her head, and the gratitude in her heart slowly seeped away.
So what if he loved her? It was a tyrannical, forced love. If not for his intervention, this child would have been brought up with Li Lei by her side, their family of three living on happily. The child could even inherit Skyart Entertainnt and succeeded his biological father’s works of achievent.
She looked at the swaddled baby, at the tiny, carefree child, as he gurgled and laughed in her arms. She suddenly thought of how the child shouldn’t be “a successor for music,” but rather...
“Let’s call him Shaohui — Hui for light.”
Xia Ling raised her head, carefully looking at Pei Ziheng, “Pei Shaoyin sounds just like Wei Shaoyin. Shaohui sounds good too, inheriting light, just like...” She tilted her head up, staring at the warm winter sun, “Such great weather, such a great sun.”
Just like the man in her heart, Li Lei. Her eternal sunlight.
Pei Ziheng did not know her true intentions and simply tilted his head up to gaze at the warm winter sunlight alongside her. The golden rays of the sun bathed upon them, providing a sense of comfort, while the breeze brought them the scent of flowers, creating a rare state of calmness.
“Alright, let’s call him Pei Shaohui then,” says Pei Ziheng.
Xia Ling then truly laughed, because hey, Shaohui was a good na.
Since the child’s na had been decided, Xia Ling had one less worry on her mind. Next would be obtaining a passport and officiating the na — these issues would be settled in no ti with the servants’ help.
Not long later, this na was made known to the public.
All her fans learned of the fact that the child belonging to her and Pei Ziheng now had a na, Pei Shaohui.
This was indeed a nice-sounding na, and all who heard it claid it sounded good, giving it praise and blessings in return. Reporters interviewed Xia Ling, and she happily replied, “Pei Ziheng and I ca up with the na together, and hopefully it brings a good aning with it.”
With that, everyone complinted them for their harmonious relationship.
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