Chapter 140

Chapter 140: What Is Little Sister’s Name

“Husband, as long as I’m happy, you will go along with me, right?”

He replied, “Of course. I’ll follow whatever my wife decides.”

In the end, it was just a child. As long as it wasn’t her illegitimate son, he could accept it.

“Good, then it’s settled.”

Madam Yun’s face lit up with a smile. She looked at the little boy in her arms and said gently, “Little Rui, greet your father.”

With a thump, the little one sensibly knelt before Yun Zheng and gave a firm kowtow. “Father.”

Yun Zheng didn’t immediately tell him to rise. Instead, his voice deepened as he began to set the rules: “Since you’ve called me Father, from now on you are my son. But being my son is no easy matter. There are some things I must say now, and you must listen well.”

Madam Yun’s eyes flickered with hesitation. She wanted to interrupt. She knew her husband was trying to set boundaries, but this wasn’t urgent—the boy had just arrived, and rules could wait. Yet in the end, she only sighed and swallowed her words. She had already gone behind his back to make such a huge decision; she couldn’t oppose him again.

“Yes, this child will listen attentively.”

The little boy’s answer surprised her. His small, thin body remained upright as he knelt, face solemn and serious.

Yun Zheng was pleased with his bearing. He took a sip of tea, set down the cup, and fixed the boy with a sharp gaze. “The Yun family will nurture every child to their full potential, and that includes you. I do not expect repayment, but there are rules:

First, you are never to use the Yun family’s influence to bully others or commit acts of lewdness.

Second, under no circumstances may you go against the family’s teachings.

Third, while we do not expect repayment, you must never betray or harm the Yun family.

Fourth…”

He went on, listing over a dozen prohibitions before leaning back in his chair to study the boy’s expression. “Have you remembered them all?”

The boy nodded firmly. “I have remembered them all.”

“Really?” Yun Zheng’s tone shifted, suspicion creeping in. Even grown adults might not remember so much after hearing it once—could this child truly have understood?

But the boy simply nodded again, and Yun Zheng’s interest sharpened. “Since you remember, repeat them to me.”

“Yes.”

The child repeated each rule word for word. His voice still carried the softness of youth, but his pace was steady, confident, and without hesitation.

When he finished, everyone was stunned—everyone except Yun Wan Ning. She was impressed, but not shocked to the same degree.

[Wow, this little guy is amazing. He repeated it exactly. At just four or five years old, to remember so much from hearing it once—brilliant. In the 21st century, he’d be a top scholar, the kind who could easily get into Qinghua or Peking University. It seems to be a great person, you need more than hardship—you need exceptional skills too. Maybe his extraordinary fate is tied to this memory.]

Yun Zheng froze at her words. Extraordinary fate? That sounded familiar. Could this boy be the same one Little Fourth had mentioned before, the one who was bullied? If so, no wonder Ye’er had brought him home—it all made sense.

Suppressing his thoughts, Yun Zheng nodded in satisfaction. “Very good. You truly remembered.”

With the “rule-setting” done, Madam Yun relaxed and smiled. “Since we’ve adopted Little Rui, we should give him a proper name. Husband, I’ll trouble you with this.”

She had already asked him—he didn’t know his surname, not even his full name. How could a Yun family child go without one?

Yun Zheng frowned, thought a moment, then said, “In this generation of the Yun family, the character for ‘Wan’ is shared. Your eldest brother is Yun Wan Chen, second brother Yun Wan Ye, sister Yun Wan Yao… I’ll keep your given name. You may be Yun Wan Rui. But if you prefer, you can simply be Yun Rui. The choice is yours.”

As an adopted son, he would be treated as one of their own, yet there was still a difference from blood children. The boy seemed intelligent; better to let him choose.

“Father, I will be Yun Rui. Thank you for granting me a name.”

He bowed low again, forehead to the floor. He knew his place—one character less than his siblings would forever remind him of his identity and keep him from growing presumptuous.

The Yun couple didn’t mind; a name was a name.

Yun Rui then greeted each sibling in turn, served tea to his new parents, and finally looked expectantly at Yun Wan Ye’s arms. “May I see my little sister?”

“Of course.” Yun Wan Ye smiled and bent down so the baby in his arms was at Yun Rui’s eye level. After all, it was because of this little sister that he had been found and brought home.

[Even though I’m much older than you, from now on I’ll have to call you ‘big brother.’ I’m not happy about it. Eldest brother and second brother are fine, but you? Such a little bun, and I have to call you big brother.]

Everyone: “…”

“Second Brother, what’s Little Sister’s name?”