Sweet Beauty

Chapter 1161: The Name…Should We Change It?

“Distracted while you dry your hair?” Han Yuanjun sighed deliberately and turned on the hair dryer again to dry Liang Zixuan’s hair. “You’re so muddle-headed. Sigh. What am I going to do with you?”     

Han Yuanjun’s hand was very soft and gentle. When his hand touched her hair, it felt very comfortable. It was like a man touching his beloved woman lovingly and tenderly. It was so gentle and careful.     

Liang Zixuan’s mood slowly improved. She slowly hugged Han Yuanjun’s waist. Her wet hair rested on his chest and suddenly, she felt at ease.     

Han Yuanjun looked at her with a gentle gaze. He didn’t mind that her wet hair soaked his pajamas. He just gently touched her hair.     

Neither of them spoke, but at this moment, the silence meant more than their voices.     

Everyone in the Han Family slept too late last night, and at nine in the morning, none of them had woken up.     

The child’s room was right next to the Han elders’ room. The two elders had been taking good care of the child for the past two days.     

Moreover, with the help of Nanny Mo, the child was also behaving well. He ate, slept, napped, and ate again. When he had nothing to do, he played with his toys.     

When Old Madam Han woke up, the first thing she did was to take a shower, change her clothes and hurry to the next room. When she saw her precious grandson lying on the crib, waving a toy with his hand, her wrinkled face turned into a smile.     

She happily walked over and gently pinched the child’s small face. “Aiyo, what a good child. Are you full yet?”     

The child looked at her with his big eyes and giggled as if she was giving him a good time.     

Old Madam Han became even more cheerful. With both hands, she pinched the child’s cheeks and teased him.     

Suddenly, footsteps could be heard behind her. Old Madam Han turned around and saw Han Yuanjun. “Jun, look at this son of yours. He looks like Zixuan!”     

When Han Yuanjun heard this, he went over.     

The moment he looked down at the child, the child’s smiling face shot into his heart like a warm sun.     

He had seen the child before, but he had never experienced such a feeling before.     

Perhaps it was the nature of a father. When Han Yuanjun saw his child, he immediately fell in love with him.     

He bent down and held out his hand to the child. Unexpectedly, he lifted the child a little awkwardly.     

It wasn’t that he had never hugged a child before, but he had never been as careful as he was now. It was as if what he was hugging was not his child, but his beloved treasure.     

When Old Madam Han saw this, she hurried to say, “The child cannot be hugged like this. It’s really uncomfortable for him. It’s like this …” Old Madam Han said as she showed Han Yuanjun the way.     

Han Yuanjun concentrated on what Old Madam Han was doing and learned it carefully.     

Finally, he managed to learn Old Madam Han’s comfortable posture and hugged the child properly. The child giggled in his arms.     

“Aiya… This child is really your own child. Look at him, he laughed as soon as he saw you!”     

When Han Yuanjun saw the child’s laughter, he laughed along with him. The child’s laughter was really good. It immediately washed away Han Yuanjun’s gloomy mood from last night.     

“Grandmother…” Han Yuanjun smiled and asked, “Has he been behaving well for the past two days? Does he cry?”         

“Which child in this world does not cry?” Old Madam Han glared at Han Yuanjun with disdain, but when her gaze moved to the child, she smiled kindly. “He is considered a well-behaved child and rarely cries. If you tease him, he will laugh at you.”     

“That’s good!” Han Yuanjun sighed, and as if he didn’t say enough, he said again, “That’s good.”     

“Of course!” Old Madam Han thought about what had happened in the past two days and could not help but ask, “This child still needs his parents’ love. Don’t look at the child that Zixuan took care of before, but it was very clear that you have no feelings for that child. Or maybe you are a person with a mild-temperament.”     

Han Yuanjun immediately explained, “Actually, I had known for a long time that the child was not ours.”     

“What?” Old Madam Han was stunned for a moment before asking in disbelief, “You have known this for a long time?”     

“Yes.”     

Old Madam Han thought about everything that had happened and then replied, “So you sent your mother back to America on purpose?”     

“En!” Han Yuanjun teased the child in his arms as he replied, “At that time, I already knew that Wei Xiaoqing had changed our child, but thinking about Zixuan and mom’s feelings, and everyone in the Han Family, I want to do this secretly.”     

“Right.” Old Madam Han said very understandingly, “With Wei Xiaoqing and the Hou Family’s unreasonable personality, even if you say that the child has been changed and you want to change the child back, the Hou Family would definitely impose various conditions. They will not give the child back to us so easily!”     

Old Madam Han also felt that a person like Hou Shihong would definitely use the child for his own purposes and threaten them.     

Only when he was satisfied with his plans did he consider exchanging the child back.     

As for Han Yuanjun, Old Madam Han knew his personality all too well.     

Han Yuanjun never liked being passive.     

Whatever happened, he had to take the initiative.     

The feeling of being threatened and pinched by others, let alone Han Yuanjun, even others wouldn’t like it.     

Therefore, Old Madam Han felt that Han Yuanjun had done the right thing!     

Suddenly thinking of something, Old Madam Han looked at the child and asked Han Yuanjun, “Jun, the name Han Yingzhe… That child has used this name and now that your child is back, should we change his name?”     

Many people would avoid this, and it would be even more impossible for this child to use the name given by the Hou Family. The name Han Yingzhe also became unlucky because of the child’s death.     

Han Yuanjun pursed his lips and said softly, “Ask Zixuan about this. She can change it any time if she wants to, but if she doesn’t, then… I think the name Han Yingzhe isn’t bad either.”     

“Zixuan…” Old Madam Han wanted to say something but hesitated. She really didn’t have the heart to ask.     

But when she thought about it again, if she couldn’t talk about it with her beloved grandson, then who could she talk to?     

So she asked bluntly. “Is Zixuan all right? Last night…did she show any signs of depression or …mental breakdown?”     

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