Wang Zai is a sweet, cute and clingy vampire baby. What satisfies An Zimo the most is that she shares his hatred for her father.

She didn't have a name yet, so the important task of naming her naturally fell on An Zimo.

An Zimo had never had the experience of naming a child. At first it felt new and not difficult, but gradually he started to have a headache.

It won't work if it's too ordinary, it won't work if it's too popular, it won't work if it has too many strokes, and it won't work if it's too fancy.

After thinking hard for several days, An Zimo selected a few that he was satisfied with and asked Wangzi to draw lots, and whichever one he caught would be the winner.

Wangzi was sitting on a round table in the center of the crowd. She was wearing a striped tiger costume on her chubby body. To look good, An Xiang also pinned a cute little hairpin on her short, curly lanugo hair. She was not afraid of people and looked at them curiously.

He looked at this one and that one, and finally locked his eyes on An Zimo, knelt down and crawled in his direction.

"Yeah... Yeah!"

Wangzi opened his arms and hugged his brother firmly.

She had just finished drinking the milk, and the fragrance of milk came to her nose. Her fingers were still stained with saliva. An Zimo frowned, took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands carefully, then turned it over and pushed her to the center again.

.

"Come on, Wangzi, do you want that candy?"

There were four or five colorful candies in front of her. Each candy wrapper had a name wrapped in it. Wangzi grabbed it with his little hand and selected red.

When she was about to stuff the "candy" into her mouth, An wanted to snatch the paper ball away first.

——An Yunian.

An Xiang's eyes slightly curved: "Yun Nian, it sounds pretty good."

Pei Yizhou, who was standing by, had his eyebrows twitching: "Wait a minute, is this surname wrong?"

An Zimo took his mother's surname, so naturally his daughter should take her father's surname. This is only fair and just.

Pei Yizhou reasonably suspected that his son was ostracizing him.

The resentment in his eyes almost materialized. An Xiang couldn't help but laugh, patted his chest and comforted him: "Okay, okay, I'll take your last name and your last name."

Pei Yizhou hummed and glared at him with disgust: "Aren't you going to school? Why aren't you leaving?"

An Zimo is now a lecturer at the Department of Pharmacy in the School of Bioengineering. If I remember correctly, there will be a lecture in the afternoon. Pei Yizhou hugged Wangzai and wanted to take this opportunity to get close to his daughter. Before he took the baby, the baby was warm, and his daughter drooped.

He looked eagerly in An Zimo's direction.

Pei Yizhou: "..." His face fell into disbelief.

An Zimo: "..." written with pride.

An Xiang had long been used to the jealousy between father and son. He pushed Pei Yizhou and whispered, "We are going to attend a banquet in the afternoon. Did you forget?"

Pei Yizhou: "..." He really forgot.

An Xiang kissed her daughter's soft face tenderly and said in a soft tone: "Our little Wangzi will be home alone today." In the past, in addition to the nanny, Pei Nuo and the others would come to stay with the baby, but it happened that the twins were abroad today.

, Pei Chen was busy dating again, so he could only leave her with the servant.

Wangzi seemed to understand, blinked in confusion, hugged An Xiang's neck and started crying.

She was crying so hard that the world was shattering. An Xiang began to coax her anxiously. Pei Yizhou, who was next to her, found various toys to tease her, but she refused to obey. Her little hands pulled the skirt of An Xiang's chest and refused to let go.

An Xiang looked hesitant: "How about..."

Before he finished speaking, An Zimo, who had been silent all this time, took Wangzai and said, "I'll take her to school."

??

An Xiang was surprised: "You?"

"Yeah." An Zimo's expression was natural and he didn't feel anything was wrong.

"But what will you do if Wangzi makes trouble for you? Can you take care of the child?"

An Xiang was a little worried.

No matter how well-behaved Wangzi is, she is still a suckling baby. She cries when things don't go her way and when she sees people she doesn't like, she also cries when she sees someone she doesn't like. In a way, she is not as easy to take care of as An Zimo was when she was a child.

An Zimo lowered his eyes and glanced at his sister's big tear-filled eyes, his eyebrows softened a little: "It doesn't matter, I only have one lecture in the afternoon, I will bring her back after it's over."

An Xiang stopped insisting: "Well, if she makes a noise, you should contact the nanny."

"Yeah." An Zimo teased his sister for a while, turned around and asked the nanny carefully about various precautions. After remembering everything, he put on his bag and carried his sister to school.

He originally wanted to drive by himself, but because he had a child with him, he had to let the driver take him there.

Wangzi was well-behaved and stayed silent in his arms throughout the whole process, looking out the window at the bustling and noisy city with his big eyes.

Arriving at the school in a blink of an eye, An Zimo picked her up and got out of the car.

He is very young, not yet twenty, with distant and handsome features, a tall and erect figure, and his temperament is far beyond that of his peers.

An Zimo is the darling of the world. Even though he keeps a low profile, he still appears in media reports. One day he solved a problem, and the next he developed a new technology. His appearance caused an uproar, and countless eyes followed him involuntarily.

until--

Everyone could clearly see the cub in his arms.

"Isn't it right? An Zimo is already married?"

"No, I've never heard of it."

"It's not impossible for me to be her stepmother."

"What are you dreaming about in broad daylight?"

"..."

Everyone was whispering and chattering.

An Zimo didn't react at all and directly carried his sister to the office.

In the office, there were old professors who had taken care of him, and classmates who taught with him. They were all stunned when they saw An Zimo coming with a child in his arms, and asked, "You have a child so soon?"

An Zimo took off his bag and explained to his classmates and the equally curious old professor: "My sister."

The classmates were shocked.

He and An Zimo were in the same class, and they went to Africa to do scientific research with him three years ago. At that time, An Zimo was still an only child. But in just a few years, his parents couldn't bear the loneliness and gave him a younger sister?

As far as he knew, those who wanted a sister at An Zimo's age were not doing well.

Thinking of this, the classmate's eyes looked sympathetic: "...My condolences."

An Zimo: "..."

"ah."

The baby Wangzai in her arms screamed, and An Zimo didn't have time to respond to his classmate's banter. He took out the milk powder bottle from his bag, heated it up according to the nanny's instructions, and stuffed it into her mouth. The whole set of actions was so skillful that it made people feel

Feeling distressed.

His classmates sympathized with him even more, "Zimo, I'll treat you to dinner tonight, you can order whatever you want."

"No need." An Zimo grabbed the milk bottle and said calmly, "I want to comfort my sister tonight."

"...??" No, your brother is too qualified!

An Zimo smiled at his classmates, half showing off and half proud: "You don't have a sister, you don't understand."

???

The classmate looked down and realized that his sister looked... oddly attractive.

Gan!

He wants a sister too!!!

That night, a classmate sent a WeChat message to urge his parents to have a second child. The next second, he received a reply saying that he had been blocked by his parents and that he had a family group.
Chapter completed!