He couldn't come up with a name with such a good meaning.

After all, when asked to name a child, he immediately suggested "Er Gou" (Second Dog).

Such an illiterate person couldn't possibly come up with such a nice-sounding name.

"I just picked up a customer, a young girl. When she got out of the car, she asked me what I thought of the name Tianfu. I said it was pretty good, and she said it would suit our son," the driver said enthusiastically.

Although it's inexplicable, the name is indeed quite good.

"Young lady? How does she know you have a son?" The woman's voice on the other end of the phone changed slightly.

"I don't know either, it's really mysterious."

"By the way, that girl was wearing a mask, and she looked a bit like that Master Jiang you're chasing after..."

"Wait, wait, honey, I remember Master Jiang also had long, straight black hair, liked to wear T-shirts and jeans, and also liked to wear a mask..."

As the driver spoke, he realized something was amiss.

He looked at the figure walking towards the airport and murmured to himself.

“Yes, she especially likes to wear lighter colors, T-shirts with few patterns, the simpler the better.” Mentioning Jiang Yuan, the woman on the other end of the phone was obviously more energetic, and even her voice sounded much stronger.

It was as if she had found someone who shared her ideals; they started talking much more.

"Honey, I think I just picked up Master Jiang." The driver, who had been sluggish for a while, finally spoke up.

"Is that the young lady you're talking about Master Jiang? Master Jiang named our little baby?" The woman on the other end of the phone raised her voice several octaves, excitedly asking.

In her excitement, she aggravated her wound and screamed in pain.