If Wen Jin liked it, she could just go ahead and call him that. It wouldn't hurt her in the least.
"Hubby," Yu Anwan spoke expressionlessly. "May I ask, is this good enough?"
"Call me again." Wen Jin looked at Yu Anwan, clearly unsatisfied.
Yu Anwan could adapt to various tones, and she indeed repeated the word 'hubby' several times.
She was sweet, coquettish, both tender and indignant.
Towards the end, it was Wen Jin himself who muttered under his breath.
Yu Anwan was a vixen. She was just acting, but she was the one who became emotionally involved.
"That's enough," Wen Jin shouted, realizing that he had dug a pit for himself to fall into.
Yu Anwan simply shrugged and obediently fell silent.
All of a sudden...
Wen Jin's handsome face loomed large in front of Yu Anwan, catching her off guard. She was momentarily stunned.
