When he saw Madame Ruan looking for a book to read from the selection on the coffee table, Ruan Qishan turned the pink-colored book to one of the center pages and pointed something out to Madame Ruan. "Mom, that is what this book says."
Madame Ruan didn't bat an eyelid. When it came to names, she was convinced she was in the right and refused to budge even an inch. "That book you have isn't any good. You can throw it away."
"Mom, why are you..." Ruan Qishan abruptly sat onto the sofa. "Picking a name is Grandpa's responsibility. I don't care what you say. I'm going to pick a name now."
Madame Ruan still looked unconcerned. "You can pick a name if you want to, but you aren't allowed to use it. I won't even acknowledge it."
"Mom!"
"Speak more quietly! I'm not deaf!"
Wang Yazhi sat down beside Ling Tianya and lightly tugged at her arm. "Ya, what should we do?"
