One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　When Nina had brought Xia Yishu in, Feng Xinglang had slightly narrowed his eyes and was deep in his chair, with his eyes closed in thought.

　　"President Feng, are you treating me as a melancholy prince again?"

　　Nina gently smiled and said, "Bring a beauty over here so you can enjoy and enjoy yourself."

　　Seeing that Feng Xinglang did not seem to be in the mood to listen to his chitchat, Nina returned to the main topic.

　　"I've brought my successor to meet you. Known to you, your cousin Xia Yishu! "

　　This kind of introduction was unexpectedly made by Nina, causing Xia Yishu to feel somewhat flattered. Although she was very confident about her successor, she didn't expect her happiness to come so quickly and so easily.

　　Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Yishu.

　　His capable look did not match with Nina's; it was just that the emotions he revealed when he looked at Feng Xinglang seemed to be a little too thick.

　　Nina's arrangement must have been well thought out. She wouldn't rashly bring a little girl over. Should have done a certain amount of paving work in the early stage.

　　"I'm less than a month away from my expected delivery date, and I might end up in the hospital waiting for delivery at any time … These days, I have pretty much handed over all the work I have on hand to Little Xia. "

　　Feng Xinglang slightly nodded, and looked at Nina's bulging stomach, "Does the child have a name yet?"

　　"Yes!"

　　As if a little worried that Feng Xinglang would add a name to her child, Nina quickly answered, "It's called Bond, Bond!"

　　"Bond? James Bond? "This name …"

　　Feng Xinglang smiled a little gloomily, "That's inappropriate! "Go ahead and give birth first. Wait for me to think of a good name before calling Lil Thing!"

　　Feng Xinglang's overbearing tone of voice was extremely arbitrary. There was no doubt about it.

　　He felt that even Nina, his mother, could not decide the name of his child!

　　Xia Yishu who had always been gracefully standing still seemed to be a little awkward. Aren't we here to discuss the task transfer? Why did they start chatting to give the child a name?

　　Hearing Feng Xinglang's overbearing tone, he felt that the child in his stomach had become Feng Xinglang's biological child.

　　"But I think Bond is fine." This was the name Nina had been thinking of for months.

　　"If I say it's not appropriate, then it's just not appropriate!" Feng Xinglang said in a stern voice, "If there's nothing else, Xiao Xia, you should go out and do something first!"