Quan Mingxuan gave a sheepish smile, "Really? I don't remember that."
After finishing her tonic, Jian Qing set down the bowl, reached out for a small piece of dim sum, and started nibbling on it. Seeing how much she enjoyed it, Rhee pushed several plates of small pastries toward her.
"Little Qingqing, eat more. You'll need the strength when it comes time to give birth."
"Oh, have you two thought of names for the babies?" Quan Mingxuan asked curiously.
He had seen his grandfather looking through a dictionary every day, obviously very enthusiastic about the task of naming the babies.
Jian Qing shook her head, "Not yet, we're letting Xiaojing pick them."
"Third brother, have you come up with anything?" Quan Mingxuan turned his gaze to Quan Jingwu, sparkling with anticipation.
Quan Jingwu cast him a cool glance, "What's the rush?"
