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

Lin Zhao nodded, but her heart, pounding violently, just wouldn't slow down.

He even wondered if it might just pop out on its own in a moment.

Although she was also nervous when she recognized Qin Nianzhao, it was a completely different emotion.

Those were his biological parents, his closest relatives by blood.

Having not seen each other for over twenty years, even though Qin Nianzhao repeatedly assured Lin Zhao that her biological parents would definitely like Shang Yu, Lin Zhao was still somewhat uneasy.

Although he didn't know what kind of family the Qin family was.

But after being with Shang Yu for so long, looking at the clothes Qin Nianzhao wore and the watch she wore...

He can still distinguish between good and bad.

Those items looked expensive and were beyond the reach of ordinary families.

If he had never been in contact with such a family before.

After experiencing what happened with Shang Linhai, he had gained a certain understanding of such wealthy families.

He is now not only a little afraid that they will not like him, but also afraid that they will not like Shang Yu and will not be able to accept their relationship.

Although he had already decided that if they really couldn't accept it, he simply wouldn't go back to the Qin family.

I've been living alone for so many years.

Once upon a time, there was a director, and children in an orphanage.

Now there's Brother Ayu, and Auntie and Uncle.

He already has a family; he doesn't need a family that doesn't approve of him.

But that's how I see it.

Who doesn't want to gain the approval of their loved ones?

Just as Shang Yu insisted back then.

It seemed she could see through what he was thinking.

Shang Yu reached out and cupped his cheek, their foreheads touching, his voice incredibly gentle.

"Don't worry, I'm here. No matter what happens, I'll be by your side."

Lin Zhao's eyes welled up, and tears fell unexpectedly.

He hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it, but Shang Yu gently grabbed his wrist.

The man leaned over and gently kissed away the tears on his face.

From the corner of her eye to her cheek, and finally to the corner of her slightly trembling lips.

"Don't cry."

Shang Yu pressed his forehead against his, his voice low, husky, and gentle.

"Today is such a joyous day, but my eyes are swollen from crying. How am I going to face my parents later?"

Lin Zhao sniffed, trying hard to hold back her tears, but the more she tried, the more the tears fell.

He grabbed Shang Yu's collar, buried his face in his shoulder, and sobbed softly.

"Brother Ayu, if... if they bully you, we'll go home."

Shang Yu's heart softened terribly, and he reached out to gently pat him on the back.

"Okay, let's go home. As long as we're together, no difficulty is insurmountable, and..."

Shang Yu paused deliberately, and Lin Zhao subconsciously looked up at him.

"We've already managed to handle someone as difficult as my dad, so who could be more difficult than him?"

Lin Zhao was amused by these words and finally stopped crying, feeling much more relaxed.

Shang Yu then popped another piece of candy into his mouth.

"Eat something sweet, it'll make you feel better. Don't think about those messy things. The most important thing today is that my Zhaozhao is finally going to meet her biological parents."

It was a lychee-flavored hard candy, very sweet, and it seemed to have really relieved a lot of Lin Zhao's anxiety.

after an hour

The office landline suddenly rang, and Lin Zhao instantly tensed up and looked at the desk.

Shang Yu patted him on the shoulder to reassure him.

He then walked to the landline and pressed the answer button.

"Okay, bring it over in five minutes."

Shang Yu walked back to the sofa, reached out to straighten his collar, and then spoke gently.

"It's Su Man, they're here. They'll be here in five minutes. Zhao Zhao, don't be nervous, I'll stay by your side the whole time."

Lin Zhao took a deep breath and looked straight at him.

"Okay, I'm not nervous."

That's what he said, but Shang Yu still noticed the boy's unease.

He longed to hold his hand tightly and reassure him, but he knew it wasn't the right time yet.

A hint of frustration flashed in the man's eyes.

Although he kept reassuring me, telling me not to be nervous, not to be afraid, and not to worry.

But he was also nervous. What Lin Zhao was worried about and afraid of was exactly what he had been terrified of before.

But he couldn't show it; he had to remain calm in these situations.

Shang Yu patted the back of his hand, sat down in the side seat, and quietly waited with him.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and Su Man's voice came in at the same time.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Shang, our guests have arrived."

Since Qin's parents did not introduce themselves, it was only natural for them to address the guests as guests.

The moment Lin Zhao heard the sound, she stood up abruptly and looked towards the door, her breathing becoming much lighter.

He then looked at Shang Yu beside him, who nodded slightly, his eyes encouraging him to speak.

Lin Zhao took several deep breaths, clenched his fists, and after his Adam's apple bobbed a few times, he slowly uttered a sentence.

"Enter."

When the office door was opened, Shang Yu stood up as well.

Su Man stood by the door, and Lin Zhao stared at the doorway, not daring to blink.

A middle-aged couple walked towards him.

The woman was dressed in an elegant cheongsam with a cashmere shawl over it, exuding a gentle and noble air.

Her face was terribly pale, and her eyes were unbelievably red.

The moment his gaze fell upon Lin Zhao, he seemed to freeze in place.

She reached out her hand, her fingertips pointing at Lin Zhao, her lips trembling, but no sound came out.

"Shuwei, slow down."

The man beside her supported her, his voice steady, but also trembling slightly.

Lin Zhao looked at the man.

Wearing a gray knitted sweater, he had a scholarly air about him.

Like those mysterious professors who teach at universities year after year, yet no one knows their true identities.

But at this moment, the man's eyes were also red, and he was staring intently at Lin Zhao.

It was as if they were afraid that the person in front of them would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Xiao Zhao..."

Qin's mother finally called out, her voice hoarse beyond recognition.

"Is this my Xiao Zhao?"

Lin Zhao's tears fell uncontrollably.

In that instant, Shang Yu subconsciously took a step forward, but then stopped when he realized what was happening.

Instead, he took a step back and gestured for Su Man to close the office door.

Lin Zhao didn't notice this scene, but Qin Cheng'an, who had been dealing with politics for many years, did.

His gaze fell on Shang Yu almost imperceptibly, then quickly returned to his own within a second.

Through his blurry, tear-filled eyes, Lin Zhao looked at Yu Shuwei, his biological mother.

He opened his mouth, but the word "Mom," which he had rehearsed countless times in his throat, seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't utter it no matter what.

He could only nod stiffly, tears streaming down his face.

Yu Shuwei could no longer hold back, broke free from Qin Chengan's hand, and staggered over.

She pulled Lin Zhao into her arms and held her very tightly.

It was so tight that Lin Zhao could hardly breathe, but he didn't push it away.

Her body was trembling violently, and her cries, mixed with intense longing, filled the air.

"My child, my child, Mommy... Mommy has finally found you..."