Madam Cheng sat there without speaking to Jiang Yao, but when she heard Jiang Yao say the child's name, her heart beat faster.
"Lu Chenyang, Chenyang." That name symbolized a new life, extending the bloodline of her daughter.
It was her grandson, someone with a close biological connection with her.
Madam Cheng realized that she was about to become a grandmother.
It was even more intense than when she touched Jiang Yao's belly and felt the child's mischievousness.
"Good name." Master Cheng was not stingy with his praise. "As expected of someone who reads a lot. That's a good name."
Master Cheng was an arrogant man, but he respected those who were knowledgeable. His eldest son, Cheng Jinyan, was named after a talented man. It was easier to name his second son. He only made one change.
Madam Cheng had suggested that name. That word contained Madam Cheng's longing and guilt for another child she believed had died.