Chapter 922 - R.D. Salvay Jr. (2/2)

With a burst of laughter, Nora tapped her shoulders, ”I knew you'd end up talking about this. How are you so shameless? It's the day for your son. Why would you get gifts?”

”He wouldn't be here without me,” retorted Xiu and Nora couldn't really refute those words.

”But now you're a mother. Learn to give in,” said Nora trying to act all profound and mȧturė.

Xiu slapped the back of her head, ”Who wants to act mȧturė? This is as mȧturė as I can get. Give in? Why should I? Just because I have a son, I have to change myself? Which book stated that rule?”

”I really asked for it myself,” muttered Nora.

”Nora, stop bothering Sister Xiu,” said Ah-Si. ”Sister, we all have gifts for you as well. How can anyone forget you?”

Xiu was rather pleased to hear that. ”I just knew it. Only my brothers understand me.” She put her son into Darren's arms and opened her arms for her brother, ”Come here my little lamb. I missed you so much!”

”I just realized,” came Dylan's voice from beside Darren. ”If his name is Rowan Derek Salvay, doesn't that mean he is our R.D. Salvay Jr?”

Xiu gave him a smile, ”It seems your IQ is coming back online.”

Dylan smiled back, ”Thank you for the compliment.”

Even before he could relish in this feeling, Xiu poured a bucket of cold water on his head with, ”Don't act so smug. Even an idiot could tell that.”

Dylan stared at her hatefully while she stared back in an equally provocative manner.

Suddenly, the sound of soft giggles broke the staring competition between Xiu and Dylan. Because her precious son, Rowan had woken up and was excitedly laughing out. Perhaps, he found Xiu and Dylan to be as amusing as his father did.

After all, currently, Darren also had the same expression of amusement as his son on his face. Seeing both father and son like this, someone gasped.

”Bloody hell! Are you a future teller? Xiu! How come your son really ended up inheriting his father's best features?”

Xiu looked smug as she replied, ”You can hardly even make out his features yet.” Although she said it, she was really gloating inside. She told them all her son would be like his father but none believed her.

”Even if it's not that clear yet, I can already see an image of younger Regi in him,” Francesca voiced out with a hint of melancholy in her voice. She couldn't really believe her eyes right now.

This grandson not only inherited their family's signature grey eyes, he even inherited his father's beautiful smile. This made an indescribable feeling burst out within her.