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"That's how it all started, went, and ended..."

Qin Nianzhao knelt on the soft carpet, hugging Yu Shuwei's legs, and resting her head on her knees.

Be ready to hug her whenever she gets emotional, and try to fool her with a bit of coquetry.

"Actually, I don't know how they got together. After all, it's a matter of feelings, and I shouldn't ask too much, but you've seen it for yourselves."

"I told them to cover it up a bit, but you still figured it out, which shows how deep their feelings are."

"besides……"

Qin Nianzhao looked up at Yu Shuwei, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Qin Chengan's gloomy face. She then snuggled even closer into her mother's arms.

"Today, while you were on the plane, I called my brother and asked him to meet you alone, without bringing Brother Shang, but he refused."

"Brother said he can't live without Brother Shang. He can agree to go public with their relationship first, but he can't keep it a secret forever. Besides, he also said..."

Qin Nianzhao paused deliberately, and then added fuel to the fire.

"If you're not willing to accept them, then I won't go back to the Qin family."

From the moment they entered, Qin Nianzhao was the one talking, while Yu Shuwei and Qin Chengan remained silent the entire time.

It was only at this moment that Qin Cheng'an finally spoke. He sat up abruptly from the sofa, his voice becoming much louder.

"What did you say?"

Yu Shuwei was also surprised, her eyes gradually reddening as she looked at Qin Nianzhao, her voice trembling slightly.

"Are you telling the truth? Did Xiao Zhao really say that?"

Qin Nianzhao lowered his head, not daring to look Yu Shuwei in the eye, but for his brother and Shang Yu's sake, he was determined to fight back.

So he nodded.

"Yes, in his heart, Brother Shang has long been the most important person. He simply can't be separated from him, so Mommy..."

He then looked at Qin Cheng'an.

"Daddy, can you please not separate them? My brother finally got back together, are you really willing to lose him again because of this?"

Yu Shuwei and Qin Chengan exchanged a glance, and the latter calmed down and sat down next to Yu Shuwei.

"Shuwei..."

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

This matter is neither a big deal nor a small one. If Old Master Qin finds out, he might be so angry that he'll be hospitalized.

But Nian Zhao is right. Xiao Zhao is someone they finally found. How could they possibly lose him again because of this?

No one can bear such pain.

Yu Shuwei reached out and grasped Qin Chengan's hand. She shook her head, her eyes full of pleading.

"Cheng'an, I can't bear to lose Xiao Zhao again."

That statement already made her stance clear.

Qin Nianzhao had been silently observing their reactions, perhaps because Yu Shuwei had already guessed most of what was going on in the office.

Qin Cheng'an's emotions are currently stable, but his complexion is far from pleasant.

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Ten minutes later, Qin Nianzhao was sent back to her room to reflect on her actions, and was not allowed to leave the house until she had copied a full set of family rules.

Not only that, they also confiscated his phone, probably to cut off his contact with Lin Zhao.

But Qin Nianzhao had his own way.

Although the hotel's landline couldn't make calls outside, it was still a hotel under Shang Yu's name.

Fortunately, when he investigated Shang Yu, he was worried that he was not good enough for his brother, so he specifically looked at the properties under Shang Yu's name.

When I called, it took a long time for the other end to answer...

Shang Yu's impatient voice came through the receiver; his voice was abnormally hoarse, and his breathing was somewhat unsteady.

"What's up?"

This feeling of unfulfilled desire is something everyone knows they've disturbed.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but the situation is urgent. I really didn't mean to call and break you up. I have something very, very important to tell you."

Shang Yu rubbed his forehead, which was throbbing from the noise, and spoke in a deep voice.

Get to the point.

Qin Nianzhao paused for a moment, then looked up warily at the door, making sure it was locked, before speaking softly.

Is my brother next to me?

Upon hearing his name called, Lin Zhao reached up to straighten his clothes and cleared his throat.

"I...I'm here."

Shang Yu looked at his bright red ear tips and his eyes darkened.

"You'd better have something really wrong."

He said this almost through gritted teeth.

An hour ago, after they saw off their parents, Shang Yu noticed that Lin Zhao, who was standing to the side, seemed a little unhappy.

Now we don't have to hide it anymore.

He naturally took Lin Zhao's hand.

"Let's go back first, okay?"

Lin Zhao nodded in agreement and obediently followed him back to the office.

As soon as the door closed, Shang Yu pulled the man into his arms, his fingertips tracing his cheek, gently stroking it a few times.

He asked softly.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Lin Zhao shook her head.

"It's not that I'm unhappy..."

He looked up at Shang Yu, his eyes reddening again.

"I can feel that Daddy and Mommy care about me a lot, but when they ask me questions, I can only choose which ones to answer, especially those about you. I feel..."

The more Lin Zhao talked, the more guilty she felt, and tears fell unexpectedly.

Seeing this, Shang Yu felt extremely distressed. He bent down, picked the person up, and carried them to the sofa.

She hurriedly reached out and wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes.

"Don't cry, Zhaozhao, don't cry. Didn't we agree? It's not like we'll never talk about it again. It's just not the right time right now."

"I know Zhaozhao feels sorry for me, but as long as Zhaozhao has me in her heart, that's enough."

Lin Zhao raised her hand and wrapped it around Shang Yu's neck, hugging him tightly, her voice still trembling slightly.

"But this is too unfair to you."

Shang Yu could feel the damp sensation on his chest. What a silly boy.

He bent down, cupped Lin Zhao's face, and kissed away the tear from the corner of his eye.

Warm lips trailed down the tear tracks, gently brushing against the cheek before finally settling on the slightly parted lips.

"If Zhaozhao feels guilty,"

His voice was low and husky, with a hint of coaxing.

"Then give me some compensation, okay?"

Lin Zhao blinked her still tearful eyes, her nose bright red.

"What compensation?"

Shang Yu didn't say anything, but simply cupped the back of his head and kissed him.

Lin Zhao was initially stiff, but quickly softened in his arms.

Her fingers unconsciously clenched Shang Yu's shirt front, letting out a soft sob.

"Um... Brother Ayu..."

This was a kiss with intense aggression, filled with love and longing.

Throughout the morning, Shang Yu wanted to go over and hug and kiss him countless times.

But sitting opposite him were Lin Zhao's parents, so he couldn't. He even had to be careful when he spoke, for fear of making the slightest mistake.

Most of the time, he simply listened quietly to their conversation, with a small coffee table between them.

But this narrow distance truly separated them into two different worlds.

Just like Beijing and Hong Kong, if it weren't for what happened back then, he and Lin Zhao probably would never have met in this lifetime.

After Qin Nianzhao returned, he had someone investigate the Qin family.