In the novel "Joy of Life," the protagonist wakes up at Li Chengze's residence.

Xie Bi'an, who was not far away, was surprised to find that his prince had already sat down at the wonton stall with Tao Jingyang.

Surprised, he still went to call the stall owner for His Highness.

The wonton stall owner was flattered and, with trembling hands, carefully prepared two bowls of wontons.

Seeing how frightened the young business owner was, Tao Jingyang suddenly felt that Li Chengze's decision to clear the streets before going out shopping seemed to be the right one.

The people are genuinely nervous. So, the street clearing was actually to protect the people?

Tao Jingyang couldn't quite understand it for a moment. When she looked up, she saw Li Chengze smiling at her from across the room.

To be honest, he was quite creepy.

"What were you thinking about just now?" Li Chengze asked curiously.

"I'm thinking, is it a bit much that we scared him like this?" Tao Jingyang said, staring at the figure of the wonton stall owner.

Li Chengze dusted off his sleeves and said to her:

“What’s wrong with it? Once we’ve finished eating and left, his wonton shop will become famous, and maybe it will even become a century-old establishment.”

Tao Jingyang thought about it and realized that what he said was actually quite right.

A stall that was once frequented by a prince would definitely become a popular online store in modern times.

The two chatted over a small stall about some trivial matters that had happened in the past two days.

The wontons in the spoon were scalding hot, so Li Chengze leaned closer and gently blew on them.

“These past few days, I think I’ve heard You Ran keep calling you Sister Jing Yang,” Li Chengze said casually.

Tao Jingyang took a bite first and replied, "Yes, that's what You Ran called me."

They used to call me "girl" all the time, which didn't really bother me. Now they call me "Sister Jingyang," and it sounds much better."

Li Chengze pretended to have been thinking for a long time, then raised his eyebrows and nodded, indicating his agreement with the statement.

He said to Tao Jingyang, "That makes sense. Calling you 'Miss Tao' all the time does seem a bit distant."

Upon hearing this, Tao Jingyang felt a secret joy welling up inside him.

[Oh? So this person also wants to call me Sister Jingyang? Hehehehe, I'd be more than happy to!]

Before he could finish thinking, Li Chengze said, "Since we're so familiar with each other, how about I call you Jing Yang from now on?"

Of course, you can just call me by my name; you know I don't mind it.

As he spoke, a hint of anticipation flickered in his eyes.

"Uh..." Tao Jingyang hesitated, "This... Cheng..."

[Call him... Chengze? Come on, is this some kind of awkward joke?]

He calls me Jingyang, which is probably similar to calling Xie Bi'an "Bi'an." Why should I call him Chengze? I just can't bring myself to say it.

That's...Brother Li? No, no, no, absolutely not.

In Li Chengze's eyes, Tao Jingyang was stunned for a moment, and then immediately came to his senses and said, "Okay, Li Chengze."

As Li Chengze listened, he felt that the three characters of his name—"Li Chengze"—were a little too hot to pronounce.

Just now, it went "whoosh" right through Tao Jingyang's mouth.

[Okay, okay, even though it's a joint application with names included, it'll still work.]

Li Chengze comforted himself, thinking that calling someone by their name... at least it sounded more intimate than calling them "Your Highness".

After they finished eating, Tao Jingyang noticed that Li Chengze remained silent for a long time, so he had to speak first:

"Alright, we can go now... Li Chengze."

The latter's lips curled slightly, but he immediately stopped smiling:

"Okay, let's go, Jingyang."

......

The sachet that I just bought has already been hung inside Tao Jingyang's carriage.

Once inside the carriage, Tao Jingyang suddenly realized that he hadn't yet given Li Chengze anything.

"Oh... I forgot about that..." Tao Jingyang muttered to himself, rubbing his face. "What should I send them..."

Suddenly a gentle breeze blew by, and the wind chimes on the car started to jingle again.

"Oh, right! I'll just send a wind chime."

Unconsciously, I muttered a few words to myself: Li Chengze... Cheng Enze, what a good name...

A good name shouldn't be given for nothing, right?