Bo Yan understood her too well. If he started talking with her, Xia Siyu could keep chatting all night without stopping. She was a natural chatterbox. He simply reached out to try to restrain her wrist, intending to deal with her after.
But Xia Siyu had usually been half-hearted in her resistance, yet today she was determined to fight to the end. She said, "No way, I said today, if I let you in, I'll take your last name!"
Bo Yan looked around, bewildered, "Aren't I already at home?"
Xia Siyu righteously replied, "That's what I mean! Who told you to suddenly dock my wages this morning? I want a complete reckoning with you, you're not getting any tonight! I won't take your last name!"
Bo Yan replied with an "Oh," "Aren't you already taking my last name? 'Mrs. Bo' when you're abroad."
"To hell with 'Mrs. Bo,' you're supposed to be 'Mr. Xia!' " Xia Siyu didn't care about foreign customs; she was a dignified person of China, and she'd go by Chinese rules!
