Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  Gu Mengmeng cleared her throat, then pushed Elvis aside and swallowed her saliva, taking a breather from an angle where Elvis could not see her. She then said, “Alright, since Hede liked his name, then that’s great. Next……”


  Gu Mengmeng patted the youngest that was still fighting against Hede, “Time for him to be named.”


  Gu Mengmeng thought of an idea, but she wanted to respect her son’s idea before she mentioned it, so she said to Elvis, “Help me ask the youngest, if he had any names in mind? If he likes any name, then it will be his call.”


  “He had no opinion.” Elvis replied for the youngest without a thought.

  “How do you know he has no opinions without even asking?” Gu Mengmeng pouted, unhappy with Elvis’ perfunctory manner.

  However, Elvis smiled, poking at the youngest’s head while replying coldly, “The weak, has no right to control his fate. He will be called whatever you want to call him. If he doesn’t like it, then he can change it once he defeats me.”


  Gu Mengmeng placed her face in her palm. If she was just a little better in advanced mathematics, she would be able to count the emotional trauma her sons were experiencing.

  However, the youngest was not as hurt as Gu Mengmeng expected, but was fearless and energetic, rushing towards Elvis while shouting loudly. If it were not for him sounding like a child, looking too cute, he would probably have a strong aura.

  Elvis sneered, raising one side of his eyebrows, “Alright, I will wait.”


  Gu Mengmeng was completely confused. She had a husband and son that were speaking in a dialect, causing her to be in a disillusioned state.

  Not bearing to smack her son, Gu Mengmeng patted Elvis’ elbow, asking, “What are the both of you talking about? Can’t you let me in?”


  Elvis pointed at the youngest with his chin, “This little one said he can defeat me in a while and told me to just wait.”


  Gu Mengmeng furrowed her brows, then confirmed again, “Did he really just say that?”


  Elvis nodded.

  Gu Mengmeng sighed and looked sternly at the youngest, “Baby, you can’t talk to your father like that. Good children do not fight against their parents. This way, both mummy and daddy will be very upset.”


  The youngest sat on the side of the bed, his two front legs supporting his body while he tilted his head and shouted twice at Gu Mengmeng.

  Gu Mengmeng turned back to Elvis, who instantly translated, “He asked you what is daddy, what is good children, what is fighting and what is upset.”


  Gu Mengmeng felt her heart melt at her son’s stupid look, snorting with a laugh and laid in front of the youngest looking at his face, “So, you only know what is baby and what is mummy?”


  The youngest shouted twice, scratching his face with his claws and Gu Mengmeng roughly guessed that it was him saying yes.

  Gu Mengmeng thought, true, an infant born just a day open cannot even get his eyes to open, how much could he possibly know?

  So she explained patiently, “I am your mummy and my husband is your daddy. He is brave, righteous, kind and caring. He will do anything for us to live freely without worrying about being hurt. He is the only one in the world who would never betray us. Your daddy works hard and he is also very great, so you cannot talk to him like that.”