Her son, of course he takes her last name.
"..." Julian glared at her, displeased, "You're so selfish, I was the one who asked you to bring him back in the first place."
"When you brought him back, you said he'd be mine, I'd take care of him, and you wouldn't let him into your room. Now you see how cute he is and want him? Dream on." Scarlett said, her expression quite serious.
Julian couldn't take it, he sat down next to her, hugged her, and planted a fierce kiss on her face, his voice filled with affection, "Do you really have to make a distinction between you and me?"
Scarlett replied, "Even brothers should keep accounts! Do couples not need to?"
"..." Julian listened, pressing her onto the sofa, "Say it again."
The aunt came out of the kitchen, looking at these two, wrestling like little kids, speechless, "It's time to eat."
Scarlett pushed Julian, "Let go quickly, I'm hungry, I barely ate this morning."
"Why didn't you eat?"
Scarlett said, "No appetite."
