1289 Qin Gouzi (1/2)

Shi Xiaoya did not walk the red carpet. She immediately went to the venue and found Cris. ”Qin Gouzi!”

Shi Xiaoya called out as she walked over.

Cris flared up immediately and wanted to cover Shi Xiaoya's mouth.

Shi Xiaoya immediately avoided him and shielded her face. ”I already put on makeup, don't mess it up!”

”Then why did you call my nickname?!” Cris clenched his teeth in anger. ”We already agreed on it. When we are outside, you're not allowed to call me by my nickname.”

”Isn't there no one here?” Shi Xiaoya said. ”Alright, alright. I won't call you that anymore.”

Cris was an English name he gave himself. He felt that he should be a little more fashionable as a designer, just like how hairstylists call themselves ”Tony.”

More importantly, his Chinese name that was given by his parents was seriously too ridiculous. His name was Qin Zigou.

His actual name was Qin Zigou and his nickname was Qin Gouzi.

Cris really wanted to snort at his parents.

Cris' background was not simple either. He came from the Qin Family, which was one of the eight great families. To make it sound even more impressive, he was the descendant of that first Emperor.

Cris' generation had to take the character ”Zi” in their names.

When he was born, before his real name had been fixed, his parents first thought of his nickname.

According to his father, they had a husky at home. That husky was the father of the small husky they had now.

Of course, that one had already died from old age.

However, when he was born, that old husky was still around.

Cris' mother, Madam Qin, would carry the old husky around and call him ”dear dog”[1]. For example, she would say, ”You are really my dear dog!”

Not long after Cris was born, Madam Qin was still in her confinement period.

The old husky came to keep her company and seemed as if he was looking after the baby, carefully sniffing the newborn Cris, afraid that he would hurt the baby and appearing really protective of him.

Madam Qin was extremely touched by this and stroked the old husky's head as she said sentimentally, ”You're really my dear dog.”