"What’s the situation, uncle chose Doodoo? Why do I feel like your conversation wasn’t about this."
Kay Forrest spoke earnestly: "My dad didn’t pick any, turns out he had already named the child a few days ago. The nickname is Sunshine, the full name is Mason Forrest.
My own child, and I haven’t even had a say yet, but he’s deciding?
Tsk tsk, I didn’t dare to continue talking to him, otherwise he’d definitely continue lecturing me."
Hearing this, Jane Quinlan couldn’t help but laugh: "I think it’s quite nice, Sunshine, it’s alright."
"Nice my ass, if you call Doodoo on the street, only ten kids will turn their heads, but try shouting Sunshine, surely a hundred kids will look."
Jane Quinlan saw Kay Forrest’s expression and laughed heartily, truly believing her Kay Forrest is such a character.
He must feel now that no name in the world is worthy of his child.
She remembered someone used to nickname her Little Cheap Cheap because her name is Jane Quinlan.
She felt unhappy and ran home to cry to her dad, "With so many characters out there, why did you have to name me Cheap?"
At that time, her dad was particularly helpless: "I can’t possibly name you Chase Quinlan, the character Simple is so nice, I just hope you could have a simple and ordinary life.
The kids are just joking with you, wouldn’t it be fine if you don’t take kids seriously.
You react over such a small thing, what’s the big deal?"
"But I just feel that you guys chose this name too carelessly."
"Nonsense, I thought about it with whole ten pages of paper, hundreds of them.
But I later realized, no name was good enough for my darling.
You saying this about dad now, you will definitely regret it in the future."
Jane Quinlan thought about her dad’s words back then and smiled, isn’t Kay Forrest the same now?
Instead of struggling to decide for a long time, it’s better to leave it to someone who already has an idea.
Besides, Forrest’s dad is a cultured person, the name he picked for Forrest, although she didn’t find it attractive, the three characters Mason Forrest do roll off the tongue quite smoothly.
"Let’s go with Sunshine then, I quite name; it feels very vibrant."
"Really?" Kay Forrest looked at her.
Jane Quinlan nodded: "Really, I think the formal name uncle picked is also nice, Mason Forrest, sounds nicer than Kay Forrest."
"What if it’s a girl?"
"We’ll just think of another name suitable for a girl, what’s the big deal.
Your dad has been looking forward to this day for a long time.
Thinking about these two names, he must have also gone without sleep for several days to pick them out among countless names he liked.
A name is just a person’s code, if everyone feels the name is alright, just adopt it."
"But I don’t like it."
"Then I’ll vote for my future father-in-law, I like it."
Kay Forrest helplessly: "Why do I feel like I helped my dad bring back an accomplice."
Jane Quinlan squinted and smiled: "Because I’m smart, I know how to please my father-in-law."
Kay Forrest tapped her head: "Come off it, you get cocky from being praised.
Tell me, what do you want to eat? I’ll prepare dinner."
"Anything is fine, I’ll eat what you like."
He went to the kitchen, and she called Grayson Forrest, telling him about the child’s name decided by Grayson Forrest’s choice.
Grayson Forrest was overjoyed and even added: "Little Jane, don’t worry, I’m not an inflexible person.
The baby’s nickname is set , I will think more about the formal name.
If you really dislike it, I can still think of many others."
"No worries uncle, no need to rush, there’s still over seven months left."
"Alright alright, make sure you eat well and take care of your health.
Leave those unhappy thoughts aside, leave them to Kay Forrest, he will handle them well."
Hearing how happy Grayson Forrest was, Jane Quinlan also felt her mood improving.
On Saturday morning after breakfast, Kay Forrest initially planned to take her shopping, but the weather was simply too cold, so he eventually gave up the idea.
Around three in the afternoon, someone knocked on the door, Kay Forrest went to open it and let in two women.
Upon seeing these two, Jane Quinlan recognized them immediately, they were the same two Paris Fashion staff members who had helped send her gifts last time.
She wondered for a moment why these two were here.
Just like last time, they stood in front of her with two boxes, respectfully.