This Is Our Home

Qiao Xinhui commented, "Alright, I understand. We haven't had your food at home ever since Yi has been with you."

Fang Yuan was left momentarily speechless, suddenly feeling a touch of hurt.

"Take your time eating and enjoy yourselves! Come back home when you're finished!" Qiao Xinhui wanted to have a longer conversation with her daughter, but she was concerned about becoming bothersome. She hastily added, "There's nothing special happening at home. Hang up quickly!"

"Okay." Fang Yuan ended the call and turned to the man beside her who seemed aggrieved. "What's wrong now?"

Bo Yi asked, "Can you avoid using my full name in the future?" He held her and inquired affectionately, "When will I hear you call me 'Hubby'?"

Fang Yuan wasn't in the mood for this.

Bo Yi insisted, "You can call me 'Yi.'"

"…" Fang Yuan couldn't quite bring herself to say it. "I think 'Bo Yi' sounds quite nice."