The crybaby nanny was bullied and cried again by her yandere husband.

Lin Zhao followed Lin Yan to a secluded corner, but there was still no sign for a restroom. Feeling uneasy, Lin Zhao called out to her.

"Miss Lin, weren't you going to the restroom?"

Lin Yan paused and turned to look at him.

"You don't really need to go to the bathroom, do you?"

Unexpectedly, she saw through him on the spot. Lin Zhao stood there, somewhat at a loss. He tugged at the hem of his suit jacket and forced himself to calm down.

"Miss Lin, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

The moment he turned around, he heard Lin Yan's voice again behind him.

"Don't you want to know what my relationship with Shang Yu really is? I dare say that most of the people who came here today are just here to watch the show."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Lin Zhao stopped and turned around.

"What do you mean by that?"

Lin Yan walked towards him step by step, watching his cheeks gradually flush red, and her mood unconsciously improved as well. She wanted to continue to get closer, but stopped when she met the eyes of the person behind her.

"Literally speaking, you must have heard about us, right? After all, it was quite a big deal back then."

Lin Zhao recalled what she had overheard at the company that day, so it was all true; the Miss Lin in front of her really did like Shang Yu…

He felt very uneasy, and his head unconsciously lowered. Then, as if thinking of something, he straightened up halfway down and looked straight at her.

"Hmm, I've heard of it, so what?"

The young master tried his best to appear nonchalant, but the blush on his earlobes and his trembling fingers betrayed his nervousness.

Lin Yan crossed her arms and moved closer to him.

"So what? Aren't you afraid I'll take him from you? After all, you know how easy it is for a family like mine to steal someone away, don't you think, Xiao Zhaozhao?"

The two were very close, and Lin Zhao could even smell her faint perfume, which made him very uncomfortable. His heart was pounding, but he still didn't back down.

"Brother Ayu is not something that can be taken away. He is a person. He said that he only likes me, so I am not afraid of you taking him away."

When he said these words, even Lin Zhao himself was startled. On the way here, he had actually prepared himself to be provoked. He hadn't read so many novels for nothing.

He thought he would back down or compromise, but he never expected to face her directly.

Perhaps it was what Shang Yu said to him this afternoon, or perhaps it was Isha's encouragement; in any case, this time he didn't want to back down.

He didn't want his brother Ayu to be taken away from him at all. He felt very sad when he saw the two of them talking. Although he didn't know why, he knew that he didn't want them to be together.

He even humbly thought that it would be great if Brother Ayu could never get married, so that they could be together forever.

After saying these words, he stood there, waiting for Lin Yan's next teasing remark. He had already made up his mind that even if she hit him, he wouldn't let go.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Lin Yan suddenly straightened up and looked at the person behind him.

"Still looking? Come out."

Lin Zhao turned around in disbelief, and the next second he fell into a familiar embrace. The cool woody scent wafted into his nose. He looked up and saw Shang Yu's face full of surprise.

Lin Yan was too lazy to watch the young couple showing affection, so she took a few steps back.

Don't forget what you promised me.

After saying that, he turned and left.

Only the two of them remained in the corner. Just as Lin Zhao was about to speak, her lips were suddenly sealed with someone's.

"Hmm~"

He instinctively opened his mouth, and the man's hot breath came over, prying open his lips and plundering them. Lin Zhao's pupils dilated, and he was about to reach out to push him away when Shang Yu released him first.

The moment their lips parted, he pulled her into his arms, murmuring incessantly.

"Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao..."

He had so much to say, but at this moment, all he wanted to do was hold him quietly.

God knows how happy he was when he heard Lin Zhao say those words.

He was already prepared; if Lin Zhao hesitated or became afraid, he would rush out immediately.

Unexpectedly, he heard Lin Zhao's answer.

Originally, he only wanted to see Zhaozhao jealous of him, but he never expected to see him defending him without hesitation. At that moment, he was so excited that he wanted to cry.

Lin Zhao was stunned for a long time, her small hand pressed against his chest, her fingertips still trembling.

Having just confronted Lin Yan, all her feigned composure vanished, and her voice became soft and slightly aggrieved.

"Brother Ayu...when did you get here?"

Shang Yu buried his face in the crook of his neck, his voice low and hoarse, with barely suppressed laughter.

"From the moment you said, 'I am nothing, and cannot be taken away from me.'"

Lin Zhao's cheeks instantly turned bright red, so ashamed that he wanted to turn away and leave. His bold words had been heard.

"I...I was just talking nonsense..."

"I'm not making things up."

Shang Yu raised his hand and cupped his face.

"Zhao Zhao, you're right. I'm a person, not something anyone can take away. I will only belong to you."

"But she's beautiful and outstanding, everyone says she likes you, and you..."

He wanted to ask, "And you?"

Have you ever liked her?

But he just couldn't bring himself to ask the question. He had been so brave just moments before, but now that he was in front of Shang Yu, all that was gone, leaving only a feeling of grievance.

Even he himself didn't know where this grievance came from.

Seeing the faint unease resurfacing in his eyes, Shang Yu lowered his head and gently rubbed his forehead, speaking softly.

"Fool, this whole thing is a misunderstanding from the beginning."

Lin Zhao was taken aback and looked up at him blankly.

"what?"

Shang Yu didn't rush to explain, but instead relaxed a little and looked down at him.

"Do you want to go home?"

Lin Zhao nodded subconsciously.

Shang Yu picked her up and carried her towards the door, causing Lin Zhao to gasp in surprise.

"Brother Ayu, someone's here!"

Shang Yu chuckled softly.

"Go through the back door, no one will see."

He carried the person all the way to the car, and Shang Yu was still reluctant to put him down. So he placed him on his lap, kissing his little mouth, his nose, and burying his face in his neck, sniffing him.

Lin Zhao was completely confused by his enthusiasm, and coupled with his unfinished explanation, what did he mean by "it's all a misunderstanding"?

Just as Shang Yu was about to kiss him again, Lin Zhao suddenly covered his mouth.

Shang Yu frowned, then hugged him and said coquettishly.

"Zhaozhao, give me a kiss."

Lin Zhao covered her mouth, speaking indistinctly.

"No, tell me first, what exactly happened?"

Shang Yu just stared at him, his face full of mystery.

"Want to know?"

Lin Zhaosong released his hand and nodded quickly.

"think!"

Shang Yu leaned his cheek closer.

"Give me a kiss, and then I'll tell you."