Xiao Yuchuan had finished his breakfast and then went to Yi Garden.
In the Yi Garden yard, Shen Yun was doing embroidery, and in her hands was a new blue robe, each stitch sewn with extra care.
Maid Shuang'er saw Xiao Yuchuan enter the yard and curtsied, "Greetings to the young Master."
Shen Yun put down her needle and thread, stood up happily, and walked towards him, "Yuchuan, you've come."
"Where is Xiao Chonghuan?" he asked involuntarily.
"Your father is in the room," her voice sounded somewhat forlorn, "Yuchuan, he is your biological father after all. Can't you refrain from calling him by his name?"
"Then I shall call him Master Xiao."
"Master Xiao is what outsiders call him." The speaker was Xiao Chonghuan, who came out from the room, his authoritative gaze fixed on Xiao Yuchuan, "Yuchuan, I have been waiting for you to call me 'father' for a long time. Ever since you were born, I've been looking forward to it."
