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

Qin Cheng'an stood a step away, his hands hanging at his sides, clenched into fists.

This is his child, his first child.

Over the years, due to Yu Shuwei's mental state, he has always remained calm and rarely mentions Lin Zhao.

He had never even been inside that room.

But he knew every time Yu Shuwei cried inside the door.

He was in another room, just a wall away, quietly listening to the suppressed sobs across the way, silently longing for his Zhaozhao.

Like Yu Shuwei, he has also been tormented by guilt over the years, but he has never dared to reveal it.

He is the pillar of the Qin family, Yu Shuwei's lover, and Qin Nianzhao's father; he cannot collapse.

At that moment, seeing the mother and child embracing each other, he finally couldn't resist and took a step forward to pull his wife and child into his arms.

Lin Zhao was held between her parents.

The faint medicinal scent emanating from Yu Shuwei and the calm, woody fragrance emanating from Qin Cheng'an lingered around his nose.

For the first time, he realized that this was the taste of his parents' cooking—unfamiliar yet incredibly nostalgic.

The tears, which were already uncontrollable, fell even more heavily.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

Yu Shuwei repeated herself over and over, her fingers trembling as she stroked Lin Zhao's cheek. Her repentant apology made her look even more haggard.

"It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of you, and you've suffered so much..."

"No……"

Lin Zhao finally found her voice and shook her head, choking back tears.

"It's not your fault. Nian Zhao has already told me everything. I'm doing very well. The headmistress is very kind to me, and later... I met some very nice people."

Qin's mother raised her head and looked at him with teary eyes.

"A very nice person?"

Lin Zhao subconsciously glanced back.

Following his gaze, Qin's father looked at Shang Yu again, but did not immediately ask any further questions.

He patted his wife on the back and whispered.

"Shuwei, let the child sit down first. You're not fully recovered yet, so don't get too excited."

Yu Shuwei then seemed to wake from a dream and quickly released Lin Zhao.

Her hands were still tightly gripping his, as if afraid he would disappear if she let go.

With the help of Qin's father and Lin Zhao, she sat down on the sofa, her gaze fixed on Lin Zhao, unwilling to look away even for a moment.

At this moment, Shang Yu poured two glasses of warm water and considerately pushed the tissue box over.

At this moment, he finally had a chance to speak.

"Uncle, Aunt, hello, my name is Shang Yu, my real name is Zhaozhao..."

He paused, a polite smile curving his lips.

"friend……"

Upon hearing the word "friend," Lin Zhao unconsciously clenched her fists.

Qin Cheng'an spoke first.

"Please sit down, Mr. Shang."

Shang Yu nodded slightly, but did not sit down immediately. Instead, he turned around, poured another glass of water, and pushed it in front of Lin Zhao.

"Have some water."

Lin Zhao took the water and was about to blurt it out.

"Thank you, Ayu..."

Shang Yuchong gave him a wink, and Lin Zhao swallowed the word "brother" that followed.

But now he doesn't even have the right to openly call out "Brother Ayu".

Shang Yu sat down and showed no sign of anything unusual throughout the entire process.

He kept his promise to Qin Nianzhao and didn't even dare to look at Lin Zhao.

Yu Shuwei's gaze swept back and forth between the two of them.

She was in poor health, but she was more thoughtful than anyone else.

Just now, Lin Zhao unconsciously clenched her fist, and Shang Yu looked at Lin Zhao.

No matter how much they try to hide it, that's not how ordinary friends should act.

Considering what Lin Zhao just said about the very important person, it's not hard to guess.

But Yu Shuwei didn't say anything.

She had just found her child, and the guilt she felt for over twenty years made her even breathe cautiously, afraid that asking too many questions would scare people away.

"Mr. Shang,"

Yu Shuwei took the tissue Qin Chengan handed her, wiped her eyes, and said gently.

"Zhaozhao is so grateful for your care."

Shang Yu nodded slightly, his posture neither humble nor arrogant.

"Auntie, you're too kind. Zhao Zhao is working very hard."

After he finished speaking, the office fell silent.

No one spoke.

Lin Zhao didn't know what to say.

As for Qin Cheng'an and Yu Shuwei, they each had their own thoughts.

They had already gotten a general idea of ​​how Lin Zhao had been living all these years on the plane.

However, it was only a few pages long; they still had a lot to say and ask.

Yu Shuwei gently stroked Lin Zhao's hand, patted it lightly, turned to him, and spoke very softly.

"Zhaozhao, tell Mom, how have you been all these years?"

Lin Zhao raised her head and met Yu Shuwei's gaze.

His gaze held guilt, longing, and many other emotions he had never seen before.

He wasn't a good storyteller, but Yu Shuwei wanted to hear it, so he didn't shy away from it.

It simply reduced the number of times I was bullied and isolated as a child.

He talked about his daily life in the orphanage when he was a child, about how kind the director was to him, and about how he worked as a nanny in a business after graduating from university.

Then he met Shang Yu. When he said this, he would unconsciously glance at the man opposite him out of the corner of his eye.

Lin Zhao spoke slowly and tried her best to report only good news, but even so, Yu Shuwei's tears never stopped.

He grabbed another tissue and awkwardly reached out to wipe her face.

"Don't cry anymore. I'm doing well now. I don't blame you for what happened in the past. You did your best."

He was telling the truth, but Yu Shuwei was even more devastated after hearing it and hugged him tightly again.

"Zhaozhao... my Zhaozhao..."

She kept calling his name, tears streaming down her face.

Lin Zhao felt a sharp pain in her heart and cried along with him.

Two men were sitting nearby; one of them, watching this scene, had tears welling up in his eyes.

The other person felt both distressed and anxious.

Zhao Zhao's emotions fluctuated too much today, and she cried too much. If this continues...

He was really afraid that he would faint from lack of oxygen again, just like last time.

Shang Yu clenched his fists tightly, but couldn't help speaking up.

"Auntie, your health isn't good. Today's reunion is a joyous occasion. Let bygones be bygones."

He deliberately brought up his poor health, and Yu Shuwei and Qin Chengan should understand what he meant.

Qin Nianzhao must have told them about Lin Zhao's physical condition. At a time like this, even if it weren't for her own sake...

For Lin Zhao's sake, they wouldn't keep crying like this.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Qin Cheng'an patted Yu Shuwei on the back.

"Shuwei, Mr. Shang is right. It's a happy thing that Zhaozhao has been found. We can't cry anymore. If we cry ourselves sick, the child will worry."

Yu Shuwei sniffed, let go of Lin Zhao's hand, and gently wiped away his tears.

"Yes, I won't cry anymore, and Zhao Zhao won't cry either. It's good that our family is reunited. It's good that we're reunited."