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

Shang Yu remained silent.

"Tsk, tell me, who is it? Linda?"

He touched his chin with his fingers, seemingly deep in thought.

"Linda does have a great figure. She's been your assistant for almost two years now, right? She's three years older than you, but as the saying goes, 'A woman three years older is a lucky charm,' so a relationship between an older woman and a younger man isn't bad either."

Seeing that Shang Yu's expression was getting increasingly grim, and he was about to be thrown out, Shen Youqing finally shut up.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore. I know who it is even if you don't tell me."

Shang Yu suddenly looked at him, his gaze a thousand times more terrifying than before.

"Don't look at me like that, it's scary."

How did you know?

Shang Yu suddenly spoke.

Shen Youqing sat back down.

"Can you please not be so obvious? Besides your husband, who else have you ever been so patient with? From rummaging through the trash to company benefits."

It's amazing that he came up with the idea of ​​using aprons as a company benefit.

If he hadn't gone to find Shen Ci that day and accidentally seen Lin Zhao tidying up so many aprons, he wouldn't have heard such a funny joke.

However, Ci Bao told him not to meddle, so he didn't mention it, but now he has found an opportunity.

Shang Yu was speechless, unsure how to answer his question.

What he did to Lin Zhao was indeed very abnormal.

Although they are all minor matters, the problem is that they are too minor, which is why they are not normal.

He then looked at Shen Youqing, and after hesitating for a long time, he spoke.

"Based on your experience, what's my situation?"

Shen Youqing was about to speak when he said, "Isn't it just that you like him?"

But then I remembered that this guy's brain circuits were different from normal people, so I tentatively spoke up.

"So what do you think? What's your opinion?"

Shang Yu thought for a moment and then spoke.

"I think keeping him was a mistake, and I'm thinking about whether I should get a different nanny."

See? Something's definitely not right.

Most people, when faced with this situation, would directly pursue the relationship. But he, on the other hand, directly sentenced himself to a life without a wife. How brilliant.

Shen Youqing's lips twitched. Sigh, his brother's love life still depends on him.

"There's no need. You've been looking for a nanny for three months now. You finally found one you like. Who knows when you'll find another one?"

"Besides, having desires is perfectly normal. I can have desires while watching porn, but do they affect my life? No, they don't."

"You've probably been holding back for too long, and you're a bit sexually repressed. It's perfectly normal for you to run into someone good-looking who's always around you."

"nice?"

Shang Yu suddenly spoke.

"Yeah, right? It's not like I haven't seen him before. Don't let his plain clothes fool you, he's actually quite good-looking, one of the best in the industry."

As Shen Youqing spoke, he seemed to be recalling Lin Zhao's appearance, subconsciously looking into the distance—a typical act of reminiscing.

Shang Yu was subconsciously annoyed and retorted.

"What business is it of yours whether he's good-looking or not?"

His tone was frighteningly cold, and when he looked at Shen Youqing, it made everyone wonder if Shang Yu was about to rush up and hit him at any moment.

It inexplicably reminded him of a sentence he had once read.

Do you know how cute my wife is?

If you find out, you're doomed.

It made him a little uneasy, but he quickly came to a realization.

"Shang Yu, are you out of your mind?"

He couldn't help but swear.

"I'm explaining things to you here, why are you taking it out on me?"

Shang Yu pursed his lips and remained silent, his face grim, but he did not refute her.

The thought of Shen Youqing's evaluation of Lin Zhao annoyed him to no end.

Seeing his expression, Shen Youqing rubbed his temples helplessly, too lazy to argue with him, jumped off the table, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Alright, in short, you don't need to take this too seriously, and you don't need to think about getting rid of him. Just keep him as a nanny normally. Don't keep dwelling on it. This feeling will naturally dissipate after a while."

Shang Yu's fingertips continued to tap unconsciously.

Shen Youqing's words hit the nail on the head, giving him a reasonable excuse to keep Lin Zhao.

Yes, it's just a normal physiological phenomenon, there's no need to make a big deal out of it.

His tense expression gradually relaxed. He remained silent for a moment, then softly hummed in agreement.

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These past few days, Shang Yu has been avoiding him, so he has even less time to do. But with more free time, he has devoted himself to his vegetable garden.

He carefully cultivated his small vegetable garden, loosening the soil, weeding, and breaking up the clumps of earth.

The fresh scent of soil lingered on his fingertips as he squatted in the field, tending to the vegetable patch. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he simply wiped them away haphazardly with his hand. His eyebrows were curved, and he was full of seriousness.

In the small bamboo basket beside him, there were prepared vegetable seeds, sorted into heat-resistant bok choy, water spinach, and wood ear fungus, all of which he had specially selected and were suitable for summer planting.

Cabbage is prone to spoilage if planted now; let's save it and plant it in the fall.

Lin Zhao slowly stood up and stretched her slightly numb legs.

Looking at the neatly tended vegetable patch in front of him, a smile appeared on his lips and brows.

Sure enough, his reputation as a vegetable-growing expert at the orphanage was well-deserved. ୧(´▽`★)୭

He's amazing.

Lin Zhao squatted down again and picked up the package of mushroom spawn that she had just received that morning.

You can place it in a shady place and take good care of it. The seller said that it will grow its first crop in just one week, and it can grow three to four crops.

If I pick some fresh ones and cook them for my husband, will he stop being angry with me?

He was thinking happily when he suddenly heard a familiar, very light footstep behind him.

Lin Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously turned around.

Shang Yu returned at some point and stood beside him.

His tall figure blocked the sunlight, and when Lin Zhao looked up, he couldn't see clearly. He stood up abruptly after a few seconds of stunned silence.

"First, now..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stood up, his vision went black, and he collapsed.

The expected pain did not come; instead, there was a faint scent of ebony and sandalwood, so subtle that it was not overpowering but rather reassuring.

The vegetable garden had just been cultivated, and there were several small pits for storing vegetable seeds, so Lin Zhao was not standing steadily.

He subconsciously gripped the collar of the person in front of him, and the woody scent became even clearer.

Lin Zhao blinked in a daze, and it took her a while to come to her senses. She realized that Shang Yu was holding her firmly, and the tips of her ears turned bright red in an instant.

He hurriedly steadied himself and pushed the person away.

"Sir."

He hadn't forgotten that Shang Yu was angry with him, so he took several steps back and lowered his head.

I was afraid that I might accidentally upset him again.

Shang Yu remained silent, simply watching him.

The warm touch on my fingertips seemed to linger, but the person who had been there was already more than a meter away.