Especially at this moment, An Xuan caught a whiff of the delicious scent of breakfast in the air, which tickled his nose and roused the glutton within.
"Sister, I'm not sleepy anymore, and I'm a bit hungry, right, isn't today Little Wangzi's hundred-day celebration? Have you thought of a name for Little Wangzi yet, what are you planning to call him?"
An Xuan asked calmly as he sat down.
Upon hearing about the name, An Lan instinctively looked towards Huo Zhanting. She was utterly useless at naming; she had tried flipping through dictionaries to find a name for Little Wangzi, but even after turning the pages threadbare, she hadn't found a satisfactory name and ultimately handed the important task over to Huo Zhanting.
"It's already been decided," Huo Zhanting said evenly, "During dinner today, he will randomly choose one from a few names we've selected, letting him make the final decision."
An Lan actually thought Huo Zhanting's idea was quite good.
