Chapter 1036: Chapter 1036: Baby Spoke Today Shang Zonghai looked warmly at the baby on the bed, “The child’s nickname hasn’t been decided yet, why not let you, the grandparents, give him a nickname?” Mr. and Mrs. Li exchanged glances, both a little excited. Duan Shuyuan deliberated for a few seconds and tentatively said, “How about calling him Xixi, since today is the Double Seven Festival…” “Not good, not good.” Li Guangming immediately shook his head and rejected it, “It sounds like a girl’s name.” Just at that moment, the tall and upright figure of Shang Yu pushed the door open and came in. Everyone in the room looked back at the same time. Duan Shuyuan smiled, “Shaoyan, how about… you give the child a nickname?” The man’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, his gaze naturally passed over the baby to the sleeping Li Qiao, “Anything.” Duan Shuyuan thought that was the name he had chosen, so she repeated it, “Suiyi, Suiyi, anything and everything goes with fate, that’s quite nice.” And so, the baby’s nickname was set as Suiyi. In the afternoon, many people, hearing about Li Qiao’s delivery, once again hurried to the hospital from various places. Even those who couldn’t make it sent congratulatory gifts and strongly requested to be informed about the child’s hundred-day banquet. As the child of Li Qiao and Shang Yu, the baby was destined to be in the spotlight from the day of his birth. Of course, he would also receive endless affection and love. For example, at three o’clock in the afternoon, Bai Yan arrived uninvited with Xiao Hu and Little White Cow. Li Qiao had already woken up, feeling much better, and Shang Yu was feeding her sweet porridge, painting a particularly harmonious picture as a couple. Duan Shuyuan was also bustling around for Li Qiao, while the baby was left in the nearby crib, sleeping as he pleased, unnoticed. When Bai Yan walked in, his gaze swept over Li Qiao and Shang Yu and then he walked straight to the crib, “Is this my godson?” Li Qiao glanced at him, her voice still slightly hoarse, “Came from Scarlet City?” “Yeah.” Bai Yan didn’t lift his head, intently examining the baby, then lifted the blanket for a look, “Good body proportions, he’ll be a good fighter in the future.” Little White Cow and Little White Tiger silently took a step back: “…” Saying in front of Black Daddy Master Yan that his son would be a good fighter, Brother Bai, you’re getting bold. The two of them stole glances at Shang Yu in apprehension, expecting him to get angry, but he continued to calmly feed Li Qiao without a care. Bai Yan covered the baby with the blanket, hands on his hips, contemplating, “What do you think, if I give him the Flame Alliance?” Li Qiao swallowed a mouthful of the sweet porridge and gestured toward the crib, “Ask him.” “Does your lousy Flame Alliance even have the nerve to give it away?” Suddenly, He Chen’s voice came from outside the door. Bai Yan turned around to see He Chen walking in with a teasing expression, followed by a gigantic walking plush toy. To be precise, it was Ah Yong carrying a two-meter-tall plush toy. Li Qiao raised an eyebrow lazily seeing the giant plush bear. Seeing this, He Chen chuckled, “Sister, do you want it?” Li Qiao said she didn’t, and He Chen turned back to punch the plush bear’s nose, “It’s only between you women that such brainless things are gifted. Xia Lao Wu gave it for your son; he’s downstairs.” As he spoke, He Chen walked over to the baby, bent down for a look, and smirked mischievously, “Long fingers, should be suitable for playing cards in the future.” Luoyu and Liuyun exchanged a glance, inexplicably feeling the baby’s future would be challenging. With so many uncles around, all eager to teach him their lifetime knowledge, how could it not be challenging?! Three days later, the baby’s eyes fully opened, those distinct black-and-white grape-like eyes were bright and pure, identical to Li Qiao’s. Perhaps because he was quite lively during the pregnancy, the newborn Xiao Suiyi rarely cried. Unless he was extremely hungry, most of the time, he either slept or opened his eyes to curiously gaze at this novel world. The time moved to the season of vibrant life in March, and Xiao Suiyi was seven months old. Li Qiao had long returned to Renhe Laboratory to resume her research, mainly focusing on skin sensitivity disorders. This day, Li Qiao returned to the mansion at four in the afternoon, and upon entering, saw the little one sitting quietly in Duan Shuyuan’s arms, watching the picture book in her hands. Since birth, Xiao Suiyi had displayed an unusually calm demeanor, always observing new things carefully with his big, dark eyes, never causing any trouble. It was both gratifying and worrisome as his lively nature didn’t seem to manifest in him at all. “Honey, why are you back so early today?” Duan Shuyuan asked with a smiling face upon seeing Li Qiao, then suddenly thought of something and quickly beckoned her, “Come here quickly, Yi Bao seems to have said something just now.” Although the nickname Suiyi was given by Shang Yu, Duan Shuyuan still found it somewhat awkward and over time started calling him Yi Bao. Li Qiao raised an eyebrow in surprise, walked to the sofa, and gently poked the baby’s chubby cheek with her finger, “Did he? Let me hear it again.” Duan Shuyuan, being used to it: “…” For original chapters go to N()velFire.net “Ma…” The little one lifted his tender, pretty face and looked at Li Qiao, uttering a single sound syllable. Li Qiao’s heart suddenly warmed, after a pause, she crouched down, amazed, “He can really talk?” Duan Shuyuan helplessly shook her head. This kind of scene had indeed become familiar, ever since the baby was born, Li Qiao and Shang Yu’s attitudes towards him hadn’t changed at all. The usual scenes of parents spoiling their children never seemed to happen with the two of them. Yet the little one was close to no one but Shang Yu, making Li Qiao feel as if she were simply the delivery person. At over seven months old, the baby’s delicate features had begun to show, with his eyes resembling Li Qiao’s, and the rest strikingly similar to Shang Yu. One could say this human baby embodied all the advantages and strengths of the couple. At night, Shang Yu returned late. The man, drenched in night dew, walked into the master bedroom, just as the dim warm light illuminated the scene of Li Qiao feeding the baby. The atmosphere was very warm, but Shang Yu’s thick eyebrows slightly furrowed. At this moment, Li Qiao looked up, eyes filled with the light from the lamp, tilting her head with a smile, “The little one spoke today.” “Hmm.” The man walked over, watching the scene of the baby suckling, his thin lips pursed, “What did he say?” Li Qiao gently patted the baby’s back with one hand, looking sideways with a soft smile, “He called me ‘Mom,’ though his pronunciation was not very clear.” The baby had his fill. Seeing that he had eaten enough, Li Qiao handed him over to Shang Yu, while she lowered her head to tidy the hem of her clothes. The man’s arms, strong and powerful, held the soft baby, his lowered eyelids hiding a touch of paternal tenderness. In less than ten minutes, Shang Yu, holding the baby with one arm, walked to the adjoining nursery and placed him in the custom-made cradle. Perhaps the man’s embrace always exuded a strong sense of security, for in just a few steps, the little one fell asleep cradled in his swaying arm.