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

Lin Yu strode over, his gaze falling on Lin Zhao with the joy of a long-awaited reunion. His eyes lingered on Lin Zhao's face, and his tone was full of undisguised concern.

"It really is you! It's been so long! What are you doing here?"

After he finished speaking, he noticed Shang Yu standing next to Lin Zhao.

The man was tall and imposing, with a cold and aloof aura. His well-tailored clothes were obviously expensive, and they looked somewhat familiar.

Shang Yu also glanced at Lin Yu with a scrutinizing look, disliking the way Lin Yu looked at Lin Zhao.

He subtly took a half-step closer to Lin Zhao, closing the distance between them imperceptibly, and exuding an aura of possessiveness that made him unapproachable.

Lin Zhao was also surprised to see him here. She nervously clutched the hem of her clothes and spoke softly.

"Brother Yu, I... I want to buy something."

The atmosphere became subtle after the word "Brother Yu" was uttered.

Lin Yu seemed to have returned to the days in the courtyard, and subconsciously reached out to pat his head, just like he had done back then.

Just as he raised his hand, it was blocked by a tall figure. Shang Yu took a step forward, blocking Lin Zhao's view, and looked at Lin Yu and spoke calmly.

"Who is this?"

He looked at Lin Yu, but asked about Lin Zhao.

Lin Yu felt a little uneasy under that gaze. As a man himself, he understood all too well the meaning behind that look—a typical "food-protecting" behavior.

Does Lin Zhao have a boyfriend?

Does he also like men?

Lin Zhao peeked out from behind, wondering if the supermarket's air conditioning was too strong, as it suddenly felt a bit cold.

He peeked out from behind Shang Yu and looked at Lin Yu before speaking.

"He's like an older brother I grew up with in the orphanage; he's always taken care of me."

"elder brother?"

Shang Yu repeated himself, his tone chillingly cold, but Lin Zhao didn't notice, because he usually spoke quite coldly.

But Lin Yu was facing his face directly and naturally sensed the chill in his words.

He glanced at their postures again, a barely perceptible hint of bitterness flashing in his eyes. Suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, he politely nodded in response.

"Hello, I'm Lin Yu. I grew up with Lin Zhao. And you are?"

"I am his husband."

Shang Yu spoke first, deliberately emphasizing the title, not saying "boss" or "employer," but simply "Mr." As for what kind of "Mr.", there was plenty of room for interpretation.

Lin Zhao nodded in agreement.

"Yes, my husband brought me out to buy supplies for the children at the orphanage."

Lin Yu's fingertips curled almost imperceptibly, and the warmth in his eyes faded considerably.

Over the years, he has had several relationships, all of which ended in failure.

Lying in bed at night, I would always unconsciously think of that little boy who always clutched his clothes and timidly called him "brother".

They thought this reunion was an opportunity given to them by fate, but they never expected that he had already found his other half.

If, if he hadn't run away back then, and had stayed by his side, would I be the one standing beside him now?

But there are no "what ifs" anymore.

He could only manage a gentle smile as he looked at Lin Zhao, his tone full of heartache and concern.

"Xiao Zhao, you look like you've lost a lot of weight. How are you doing?"

These words were too personal, too intimate, as if they were across the years, probing into all of Lin Zhao's grievances and hardships over the years.

Lin Zhao felt a slight pang of sadness, remembering how she used to seek comfort from Lin Yu when she was wronged in the past. Just as she was about to respond, Shang Yu spoke up again beside her.

"With me here, I certainly won't let him suffer any injustice."

After speaking, he glanced down at Lin Zhao, whose eyes were red-rimmed, and softened his tone slightly.

"Hurry up and choose, or it will be too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed the shopping cart and took Lin Zhao forward with him.

As they brushed past each other, Shang Yu glanced at Lin Yu out of the corner of his eye, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Lin Yu stood there, watching the two figures walk away, and lowered his head, the slight flutter in his heart vanishing.

When he looked up, he saw Lin Zhao waving at him, murmuring "goodbye".

Lin Yu waved to greet them, but Shang Yu blocked him again. He sighed, turned around, and left.

The shopping cart was quickly filled. Shang Yu made a phone call to the supermarket manager, gave him a few instructions, and then pulled Lin Zhao directly outside.

"Hey, I haven't picked up my things yet!"

Lin Zhao spoke anxiously, while Shang Yu remained silent, pulling him toward where the car was parked.

The aura emanating from him was so cold it was frightening, and Lin Zhao was too scared to utter a word.

Never mind, he can buy it himself later.

Even after getting into the car, Shang Yu didn't say anything or drive. He just stared ahead. Lin Zhao was completely confused and didn't know what was wrong with him.

Shang Yu felt a surge of irritation, annoyance, and extreme annoyance. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, rolled down the car window, and lit it.

He rarely smokes, only once or twice when he's particularly annoyed, but for some reason he really wants to smoke now, otherwise he feels like he'll lose control.

Lin Yu is just Lin Yu. Why call him Brother Yu or Brother Brother? They're so intimate, as if they're afraid others won't know they used to be close.

And Lin Yu's eyes were practically glued to Lin Zhao, but that brat couldn't even see it. Even after being pulled away, he still turned back to greet people.

They treated him like a dead man, like two people exchanging glances.

What?

Want to rekindle an old flame? Want to mend a broken relationship?

Shang Yu took a deep drag of his cigarette, exhaled, and pressed it against his right cheek.

"Cough cough cough~"

A suppressed cough suddenly came from the side, and Shang Yu frowned and looked over.

Then they saw Lin Zhao covering her nose, frowning, looking very uncomfortable.

When Lin Zhao saw Shang Yu looking over, she immediately lowered her hand.

"It's alright, it's alright, go ahead and smoke."

Lin Zhao couldn't stand the smell of smoke.

When he was in school, he couldn't stand the smell of smoke, so he would always sneak out whenever a classmate smoked in the dormitory.

It was too cold in winter, so he tactfully suggested that they smoke less, but he was verbally abused by the people in the dormitory for a long time.

From then on, even if he couldn't stand the smell anymore, he would hold it in.

But now that the two of them were in the car, the smell was just too strong, and he couldn't hold it in any longer.

It choked him so much that he kept coughing.

Seeing his distressed appearance, Shang Yu's nameless anger subsided considerably.

His brows furrowed deeply, and without saying a word, he stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, casually tossed it into the car ashtray, turned on the car air purifier, and waited until the smell of smoke was completely gone before rolling up the car window.

The carriage fell silent instantly, the atmosphere was eerily tense, and Lin Zhao didn't dare to say a word.

After an unknown amount of time, Shang Yu suddenly turned his head and stared intently at him, his eyes swirling with an unfathomable meaning.

His tone was also somewhat sarcastic.

"You coughed like that and didn't say anything, just endured it? Are you that afraid of me?"

Lin Zhao was taken aback, then quickly shook his head gently and said in a soft, timid voice.

"I... I'm not afraid of you, sir. I'm just sensitive, it's nothing serious, please don't be angry."

"I'm not angry."

That's what she said, but her expression didn't seem like she wasn't angry.

Lin Zhao glanced at his cold, hard profile out of the corner of her eye. She was numb. Why was he angry again?

Why are you always angry? There's no reason to be angry all the time.

The man has such a bad temper; the problem is, he doesn't even know what he's doing anymore.

Because he's too slow?

Was Mr.'s time wasted?

Or did he just pick something that was too expensive?

Wasn't that the choice he made himself?

Ahhh, someone please save him! o(*≧д≦)o!!

Before he could figure it out, Shang Yu suddenly spoke up.

"You seem to know Lin Yu quite well? What, do you like him?"