Emily did not expect Franklin to mention this suddenly, but this matter had to be mentioned sooner or later. She had already remarried Franklin, so there was no reason for their son not to be surnamed Brent.
And Bryce was the eldest grandson of the Brents, and in the future, he would be the heir of the Brents. Emily had never thought about this before. Now that she thought about it, she still felt that this was awesome. She suddenly felt that her ordinary son had become a prince in a second.
But...
"Any ideas?" Emily asked with a frown.
What was the proper name for Bryce if he had to have a new name? She really hadn't thought about it.
Franklin frowned. He only mentioned it, but he didn't really think about it.
"Let's go back and talk about it! There's no hurry. Since you don't object, I'll let the elders in the family check the genealogy and choose a name."
"Of course I don't object." Emily said, "He should have taken your last name. He's your son."
"Emily, you're so nice." Franklin was touched.
Emily blushed. This could not be regarded as being nice. This was just a normal thing, but he still praised her.
"It would be even better if you could stop acting with Daniel," Franklin suddenly induced.
Emily was stunned and quickly pushed him away, "Franklin, I'm sorry. I can't promise you that."
"Alas," Franklin sighed, rubbed her hair, and said, "I knew you wouldn't agree. Forget it, you're brother and sister. If you want to help him, I have to support you even though I'm unhappy."
"Honey, you're so nice." Emily was touched. She went forward and hugged him, kissing him on the face.
Franklin smiled helplessly. Emily had said that he was nice, so even if he was unwilling to be nice like this, he had no choice.
However, the two of them had been lying down for a long time. Franklin took a look at his phone and got up and got out of bed.
Emily also wanted to get up, but she was held down by Franklin, "You should continue to sleep as you don't have much strength left."
Emily blushed and said coquettishly, "It's because of you. You can't do this in the future."
"My little darling, little baby, I will make you happier in the future." Franklin smiled as he kissed her again.
Emily blushed and was speechless. She didn't do anything at all. But it seemed that she had turned Franklin into a different man, a man who was so shameless.
However, she still felt that the sweetness filled her heart. She took a look at her phone. It was fine if she didn't look at it. But as she looked at her phone, she was surprised to find that it was the morning of the next day. God, she had slept so long and she didn't even know about it.
"No, I have to get up." Emily quickly got up and got out of bed.
Although her legs were still a little weak, it was a good thing that it was not the first time she had felt like this. She was already used to such high-intensity exercise. So she only waited for a while and then she recovered and quickly went to the bathroom to wash up.
After the two of them went downstairs, Lisa quickly asked the servants to prepare breakfast for them.
But it was already past ten o'clock. It should be lunch.
Bryce came out of nowhere. He made faces at them and said shyly, "Mom and dad are so thick-skinned. The sun is up and then you wake up."
Emily blushed at her son's words and felt a little embarrassed.
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