Yu Xiaolang as a name doesn't sound like a girl's at all, right? It sounds just as silly as Yu Aishan!
Yu Minglang doesn't think he's come up with a bad idea; in fact, he's quite proud of himself. Lately, he's been gearing up for this sacred moment.
Mrs. Yu finally snapped out of her shock and calmly said.
"You've lost your naming rights; let's continue the discussion."
"Why should I lose them?! I'm the biological dad!" Yu Minglang protested.
Xiaolang is great; he is called Minglang, and his daughter Xiaolang. If we have more kids, they can be named Erlang, Sanlang...
Approving such a name would be crazy.
"You might as well have stuffed your studies down a dog's stomach instead of coming up with such a terrible name. Even being the biological dad doesn't work; now move aside!" Mrs. Yu pushed her son.
Everyone collectively ignored him, and feeling excluded, Yu Minglang walked over to Qian's bedside to seek his wife's support, but Qian closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
