The boy didn't hate her because he was innocent and kind-hearted.
But the boy wasn't stupid. He no longer wanted such an irresponsible mother.
Xiao Shi reached out to pat Xiao Cheng's head. "Even though your birth mom doesn't want you anymore, Xiao Cheng, you still have us. In a few months, you'll have a new little brother or sister. So, what do you want? A little brother or a little sister?"
Xiao Cheng thought about it seriously. "It doesn't matter if it's a little brother or a little sister," he said. "I'll be super, super good to them!"
Xiao Shi's eyes crinkled into a smile.
Not long after, Qin Jiao and her family received a long-distance call. Du Liya had given birth to a daughter—a perfectly healthy and adorable little princess, weighing six pounds and two ounces.
Beidou was ecstatic.
He was deliriously happy.
He gave his daughter an English name, and a Chinese one as well.
And he'd actually named her Qin Guduo.
