It’s not even a month yet, and they’re already holding a banquet for their second grandson. It’s a bit foolish.

In fact, both Mr. Mei and Mei Shuping valued this grandson greatly, but dealing with such a situation at this juncture was their oversight. Mei Shuping suggested skipping the full-month celebration and waiting for a hundred days instead.

Han Yi did not immediately reject Mei Shuping’s suggestion. Since the child was only one month old now, he would not agree to making his wife and child travel again in two months.

Once they return to Z City, they won’t easily come back to the Capital City.

However, when Lin Wan celebrated the baby’s full month, the couple still took the child to the compound to let both Mr. Mei and Old Mrs. Mei meet the child.

Upon seeing the chubby Han Xingyang, Mr. Mei showed his first smile in days.

Old Mrs. Mei disregarded her health, took the child, and held him in her arms, unwilling to let go.

Mei Shuping wanted to hold the baby as well, but Old Mrs. Mei wouldn’t let go, leading to a joyful back-and-forth among them.

Xie Lingzhi, witnessing this scene, felt stifled, her chest tight with frustration, rolling her eyes at them repeatedly. She eventually turned away and went upstairs, preferring not to see it.

Lin Wan saw this, her eyes twinkling, and smiled at Han Yi; they didn’t want to see her either.

Mei Shuqing and Liang Qian also pretended not to see Xie Lingzhi, their eyes focused entirely on the child.

Finally, Mei Shuping "snatched" the child from Old Mrs. Mei’s arms, joyfully holding the grandson and walking around the room. Looking at the fair and plump child, Mei Shuping felt a deep sense of satisfaction and then said to Lin Wan and Han Yi, "Yangyang is from the Chun generation of the Mei family, so as his grandfather, I’ll give him a nickname, Mei Chunyang, how about that?"

Mr. Mei smiled, obviously very pleased. Old Mrs. Mei applauded repeatedly.

Han Yi listened with an indifferent expression, responding, "Whatever."

Han Yi and Lin Wan knew what they were implying, wanting to add Han Xingyang to the Mei family genealogy without using another surname. Just like Han Yi’s name, Mei Shuping gave him the name Mei Langyi, but in the genealogy, Mei Langyi had to always be followed by a parenthesis; otherwise, it would be an illegitimate name, and future generations wouldn’t know who Mei Langyi was—only Han Yi would be traceable.

Seeing that Han Yi didn’t object, Mei Shuping was pleased and stopped calling him Yangyang, changing it directly to Chunyang to emphasize that he was a descendant of the Mei family.

But Lin Wan found the two characters somewhat awkward to hear.

"The eldest has prepared to add your grandson to the genealogy; I wonder if I, the illegitimate third child, am on it. Seeing as everyone seems to be gathered today, why doesn’t the eldest get the genealogy out and add me as well? I’ve been in the Mei family for so long and haven’t seen the genealogy. Old man, what do you say?" Just as Mei Shuping was happily holding his grandson and celebrating the name he had given him, an annoying voice came from the door. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The faces of Mr. Mei, Old Mrs. Mei, and Mei Shuping instantly turned dark. Chen Haichang cared nothing for their expressions, casually walking around in Mei Shuping’s new house, tutting a couple of times. "A new house is indeed better, without all those mismatched plants and old furniture; it’s on a higher level now." He said, sitting next to Mr. Mei, deliberately leaning in to his ear, whispering, "Don’t you think so, old man?"

On hearing this, Mr. Mei seemed to realize something, his eyes widening in horror, pointing a trembling finger at Chen Haichang, his lips quivering as he struggled to utter a word.

Seeing Mr. Mei like this, Chen Haichang laughed smugly, "Old man, how did you become like this after I was gone a few days?" He continued, shaking his head with a laugh, "It seems your grandson is more capable than I am, stirring you up like this saves me a lot of trouble."

Mr. Mei couldn’t speak, but Old Mrs. Mei beside him wouldn’t allow this illegitimate child to speak ill of her husband. "Chen Haichang, how dare you talk like this; you’re not welcome back here."

Mei Shuqing, overhearing Chen Haichang, glanced up and reprimanded him, "Third brother, aren’t you tired after just returning? Calm down for a bit." Then, he told the senior housekeeper to pour him a glass of water.

Chen Haichang, however, respectfully obeyed Mei Shuqing’s words, lazily sitting to one side, looking at Mei Shuping, "Eldest brother, the genealogy? Your grandson’s full month; aren’t you adding him to it?"

Mei Shuping grunted, wanting to get angry but fearing it might frighten his grandson; he handed the baby to Lin Wan, turned, and went to Mr. Mei’s study.

In no time, he came back out with the Mei family genealogy, placed it on the table, and cast a glance at Chen Haichang, saying, "Whether he gets added to the genealogy or not depends on father’s opinion."

Chen Haichang raised an eyebrow, mocking softly, and addressed the second brother, "Second brother, did you hear the eldest just now? He referred to him as ’our father,’ and since he’s our father, what’s there to question?" Then, he turned to Mr. Mei again, laughing, "Old man, when you were fine, you recognized it. Now you’re asking me to inquire from him? Isn’t that pointless? Can he speak or write... oh, right," he leaned closer to Mr. Mei, "Old man, nod if you agree, or don’t bother shaking your head if you don’t; whether you consent or not, I’ve already decided to add him."

Surprisingly, Mr. Mei nodded directly at Mei Shuping, his intent clear—he agreed to let Chen Haichang be added to the genealogy.

Mei Shuping snorted but essentially agreed, then sat there, addressing Chen Haichang, "No name was specified by the old man."

"No worries, didn’t I already come up with a name for myself before?" said Chen Haichang as he picked up the genealogy on the table, flipping through it. Indeed, the Mei family genealogy wasn’t very thick at all.