"Yes." Di Mingjue smiled, looking down at Gu Qibao and asked, "Wife, do you like it?"
"Like it, like it." Gu Qibao grinned happily. She really liked it; her husband was amazing, and the name had such poetic charm.
It was so much better than her own name.
Suddenly, she felt the urge to change her name.
On closer inspection, her parents really lacked talent in naming.
"This name sounds nice!" Qin Qian raised her glass. "Come on, a toast to our little Momo and little Ruru."
"Cheers, cheers." Everyone raised their glasses and drank heartily.
Gu Qibao couldn't drink alcohol, so she had to drink fruit juice, but she boldly finished her glass as well.
After putting down the glass, Nangong Ran said, "If you ask me, I respect no one more than our little Momo and little Ruru."
"Why is that?" Gu Qibao blinked in confusion.
"Being born is a skilled task," Nangong Ran sighed. "Being born into your womb, that's some incredible luck, isn't it?"
