RMM -Chapter 213 Xi Zi’s Big Name

Xi Yuechen had something to attend to today. After breakfast, he hurried off to B City.

Su Ruo, feeling bored, idly played with her fingers, then glanced at the hazy sky outside the window and let out a long, languid sigh.

She really wanted to go home, but she didn’t know when she could be discharged… She wanted to return to B City. Being here was making her feel almost moldy. She couldn’t see Xi Zi, and now Xi Zi’s father wasn’t around either, leaving her all alone and pitiful.

The one bright side was that Su Ruo’s own recovery was progressing rapidly. Whether it was due to the excellent conditions she had or her own constitution, she was getting healthier sooner than expected, which was undeniably good news.

And as for Xi Zi, after so many days in the incubator, he was gradually getting better too. No longer the wrinkled, tiny, and frail little creature he had been before. The doctor said they just needed to observe him a bit longer, and if everything went well, he could come out of the incubator. This was undoubtedly the best news in days, and everyone was ecstatic. They could finally hold their precious baby; until now, they could only watch from afar, which had made them extremely anxious.

Whenever Su Ruo looked at the photos of little Xi Zi, growing redder and healthier by the day, the corners of her mouth curled into a smile that never faded, and her eyes nearly overflowed with joy.

She felt that her son’s rapid growth was entirely thanks to breastfeeding. Previously, when he drank formula, he always looked so weak and thin. Ever since he had her milk, his health had visibly improved.

Thinking about this, Su Ruo couldn’t help but feel both delighted and proud. If her baby’s health improved, she was willing to do anything, let alone simply providing milk—a task so easy it barely counted as effort.

Now, Su Ruo pumped milk with a breast pump and fed it to little Xi Zi. Even without anyone to help, she could manage the pump herself, which was very convenient. The excruciating pain she had felt before never came back.

After watching the instructions on how to use the pump twice, she fully understood, and then she started doing it herself. Aside from a few awkward attempts at first, she quickly became skilled.

Speaking of pumping, Su Ruo could never forget how Xi Yuechen had helped her “lactate” that day. The memory popped into her mind from time to time, making her face flush.

It was strange. That day, no matter how she tried by hand, not a drop of milk came out. But after Xi Yuechen used his mouth, milk flowed almost immediately…

Thinking about it made her feel embarrassed. How did it end up like that that day? She had been in so much pain before, but as soon as he used his mouth, her milk let down…

Yet Xi Yuechen acted completely normal, just watching her use the breast pump later as if nothing had happened. It was like his previous actions had been as ordinary as eating a meal, which made Su Ruo feel a bit silly. After all, it was just her husband helping her get milk flowing—what was there to fuss about?

Time seemed to drag endlessly when she was bored. Su Ruo thought about a mess of things and glanced at her watch. Not much time had passed anyway.

“Mom, when will the chief come back?” Su Ruo asked Shen Liang, who was sitting on the sofa.

Shen Liang was reading a book. She looked up, a little confused. “I don’t know. Didn’t you know?”

That brat hadn’t even said where he was going when he left—just that he was going to B City. Later, Su Ruo heard from Ruo Ruo that he was attending some meeting in B City, something about D Province.

Speaking of D Province, Shen Liang shuddered. Su Ruo might not have been following the news or playing on her phone, but they had been keeping track.

For the past few days, almost every news headline had been dominated by one event: the collective arrest of a drug trafficking gang in D Province.

It was a huge affair, making headline news constantly. It caused an enormous stir in D Province, implicating many people at all levels.

However, Shen Liang personally didn’t pay it much attention. What worried her was that Xi Yuechen had happened to be in D Province during that period. The fact that the situation had escalated so massively, with reports of many casualties, meant it had been extremely dangerous. Was Yuechen there?

Luckily, her son returned unharmed. Su Ruo had been exhausted dealing with the incident already. If anything had happened to him during the storm, she would have completely collapsed.

What she didn’t know was that the events in D Province were actually orchestrated by her son. His meeting in B City was also connected to this incident, and Su Ruo’s kidnapping was a consequence of his actions.

It was probably better that Shen Liang didn’t know the full truth—otherwise, she wouldn’t even know how to react.

At that moment, Su Ruo felt a little embarrassed hearing her mother-in-law speak, as if she knew everything the chief did. In truth, she only knew slightly more than her mother-in-law, and that was only because someone had told her.

Before leaving, the chief had indeed told her that he would try to return today, but it was only a “try”…

“I’m just asking. I don’t know either,” Su Ruo chuckled awkwardly, curling up in her blanket and tilting her head at Shen Liang, looking utterly innocent. “Try means not certain, so let’s not talk about it.”

“Forget it. He has his ways of handling things. Don’t rack your brain about it. Aren’t you tired? Do you want to take a nap?”

Shen Liang put down her book and stood, concern in her voice, clearly intending to tuck Su Ruo in.

“Mom, leave me alone. I’m almost turning into a pig from sleeping so much. If I sleep more, I’ll just eat and sleep, eat and sleep… will I even be able to see anyone?”

Su Ruo spoke dramatically. She had been sleeping so much these past days that she was likely gaining weight fast.

“You never speak seriously. How could you not be presentable? Who else’s daughter shines as brightly as our Ruo Ruo?”

Shen Liang was extremely confident, fully convinced that if her daughter was second, no one could be first.

Su Ruo rolled her eyes and shrugged. “Mom, if you say that out loud, people will die laughing. That’s blind favoritism, you know?”

“Favoritism or not, I like it. Who cares?” Shen Liang huffed, arrogantly self-satisfied, making Su Ruo laugh aloud.

Before Su Ruo could respond, the hospital room door suddenly slammed open, startling her.

“Ruo Ruo!”

Su Ruo hadn’t even turned to see who had made such a dramatic entrance, but the voice alone was unmistakable.

“Wei Wei?” Shen Liang spoke first, surprised.

Indeed, it was Duan Wei, who should have been wandering somewhere out of town. How did she suddenly return?

Duan Wei had already walked up to the bedside. Seeing Shen Liang, she quickly composed herself and shyly greeted her.

Su Ruo, however, watched Duan Wei with interest. Hmm, she had tanned, but looked more energetic. All the gloom and depression she had carried before leaving were gone. She seemed full of life—good, very good, Su Ruo thought internally. She looked a bit darker, but much more radiant and cheerful.

Shen Liang smiled and asked Duan Wei a few questions, then wisely excused herself, leaving the space for the two girls. Duan Wei had just returned and probably had a lot to say to Ruo Ruo. It wouldn’t be convenient for Shen Liang to stay, especially since Su Ruo had been complaining of boredom.

People like Shen Liang didn’t know why Duan Wei left B City. They assumed she had gotten bored and wanted some excitement. So her sudden return wasn’t particularly surprising—these girls had been best friends since childhood. Given the recent big events, it was understandable she would come back.

After Shen Liang left, Su Ruo looked at Duan Wei, raising an eyebrow with a faint smile. “Out of the shadows? Found the light again?”

Duan Wei ignored the teasing, carefully sat on the edge of the bed, held Su Ruo’s hand, and asked with concern, “How are you now? How could such a thing happen? It scared me to death. Did the kidnappers get caught? How’s the baby?”

Su Ruo rolled her eyes in exasperation. “Do I look like I’m not fine now? Of course, everything’s fine. Xi Zi is still in the incubator. He’ll be out in a couple of days.”

“Xi Zi?” Duan Wei had more questions, but the sudden mention of a name froze her. Xi Zi? Who’s that?

“Yes, my son. His name is Xi Zi,” Su Ruo said casually. “What’s wrong with Xi Zi? Better than calling him ‘thing’ like his dad does, right?”

Duan Wei’s mouth twitched, horrified, as her attention instantly shifted to the name. “That can’t be his formal name, can it?”

“It’s his nickname. His full name is Xi Tinghao. His grandfather gave it to him.”

Xi Ji’an had already been brainstorming names for his grandson as soon as he knew the baby’s gender, coming up with seventy or eighty options but never satisfied. He was both frustrated and delighted until the child was born. That day, seeing his precious grandson through the glass, he waved his hand and officially named him Xi Tinghao.

According to Su Ruo, Xi Zi’s grandfather’s choice carried weight. Tinghao—meaning “thunderous and earth-shaking,” perhaps? Though Xi Ji’an hadn’t explicitly said it, Su Ruo was sure that was the intention.

Her son had been given such high hopes, and for a moment, she felt proud. If her son achieved great things in the future, she would feel honored as his mother.

So she was quite satisfied with the name. Xi Yuechen didn’t say much either, just nodded in agreement.

However, when Su Ruo brightly announced the nickname she had given little Tinghao, Xi Yuechen’s lips twitched slightly. His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes showed surprise. Xi Zi? What kind of name is that?

Xi Yuechen knew exactly what “Xi Zi” referred to in daily life, which made him more astonished. How could a little woman think to use that for a child’s nickname?

He could never know that the origin of the nickname was simply Su Ruo’s petty revenge for his calling the baby “thing.” She had gotten used to calling him that for two days, so she decided to just stick with “Xi Zi” as the nickname—thus giving Xi Zi a lifelong “blemish” in a very improper way.

But it was only a nickname. Let the little woman call him whatever she wanted. Clearly, Xi Zi’s lifelong little “stain” was also closely related to his father’s inaction.