As soon as the words left her mouth, not only did Tian Lingyun freeze, Bo Jingnian also froze. When Yanyan was born, Tian Lingyun had been on the brink of death, and afterward she directly gave Yanyan her own surname; he hadn't complained.
Now she suddenly wanted Yanyan to take his surname, and he was a bit at a loss. "Why bring this up all of a sudden? It's good enough that Yanyan has your surname."
Tian Lingyun had blurted it out on impulse, but since the words were already spoken, there was no reason to take them back. She said, "I'm serious. Think about it—kids taking their father's surname is the traditional way in China."
Bo Jingnian laughed. "A lot of people in our generation are only children. Whether the kid takes the father's surname or the mother's, it doesn't make a difference. Besides, I think it's great that Yanyan has your surname."
