"I didn't hear you!"
"Say it again?" Yun Shangyuan narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"I didn't..." Seeing a flash of pain in his eyes, Feng Yueya couldn't finish her sentence.
Her chest ached slightly, and her eyes suddenly reddened.
Her lips tightly pressed together, she looked at Yun Shangyuan with a trace of heartache.
"What's wrong?" Seeing her like this, Yun Shangyuan furrowed his brow in worry.
Feng Yueya didn't answer, tears twirling in her eyes nonstop.
"Alright, it's all my fault, don't be sad. I spoke too harshly." He pulled her tightly into his embrace, thinking she felt wronged.
"Yuan..." Suddenly, Feng Yueya hugged him tighter and whispered his name softly.
Yun Shangyuan's body shook, and he asked in disbelief, "What did you call me?"
"Yuan..."
A flicker of joy appeared in his eyes, and Yun Shangyuan reached out to pinch her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"Yue Yaya, I like it when you call me like that."
"Then I'll call you that from now on."