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

Are you scared?

Shang Yu broke the silence first, reaching out to pull the man into his arms, his fingertips gently stroking his back.

Lin Zhao shook his head and then nodded.

Shang Yu scoffed.

"What kind of answer is that?"

Lin Zhao took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed his other hand, rubbing it aimlessly.

"I'm afraid, yet not afraid. I'm not afraid because you're by my side, but I'm afraid because..."

Lin Zhao's voice grew softer and softer; he didn't know what to say.

I don't know how to describe my feelings right now. My head is spinning, like it's all knotted up, a complete mess.

Shang Yu noticed his distress and reached out to grasp his hand.

"No need to say anything more, at least we have some good news, don't we?"

"As for the bad news, it's not really bad, it's just uncertain."

"Eat something in a bit, then take a nap, and face this uncertainty properly. Maybe once we get through it, everything will be good news from now on."

Lin Zhao looked up at him, understanding that Shang Yu was trying to comfort him, but he was still somewhat uneasy.

"What if we can't get over it?"

he asks.

Shang Yu chuckled softly, pinched his soft cheek, and spoke with a firm and serious tone.

"If you can't get over it, I'll run with you."

Lin Zhao was taken aback, but couldn't help but smile.

"Where are you going? Abandoning the shop? Abandoning the home?"

"No, I don't want it."

Shang Yu leaned closer, his nose brushing against Shang Yu's.

"I only want you."

Lin Zhao's emotions, which he had been holding onto tightly, finally shattered after those words. His eyes gradually reddened, and he took the initiative to hug the man's waist tightly.

"I only want you."

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In the afternoon, the two of them ate something casually to tide them over, and then took a nap in the lounge.

Lin Zhao couldn't sleep; she kept tossing and turning, or lying on her side staring intently at Shang Yu.

In the end, Shang Yu reached out and hugged him, patiently telling him stories over and over again until he finally drifted off to sleep.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Nianzhao's outburst shattered the tranquility of the lounge.

"Alarm! Alarm! Enemy forces will arrive on the battlefield in fifteen minutes. Prepare immediately!"

Shang Yu answered the phone, and at the same time Lin Zhao opened her eyes.

Shang Yuqing gave a soft "hmm" and hung up.

Qin Nianzhao stared resentfully at the blacked-out phone screen, muttering to herself.

"That's so rude! I'll have to get my brother to teach him some proper telephone etiquette."

In fact, Shang Yu didn't say much because he was afraid of waking Lin Zhao up.

But as soon as I turned around, I saw that the person lying down had already opened their eyes.

He put his phone aside, reached out and helped the man up, letting him lean on his shoulder to wake him up.

"Is it Nian Zhao?"

Shang Yu nodded.

"Okay, they'll be here in fifteen minutes. Let's get up and get ready."

Lin Zhao rubbed her eyes.

"it is good."

When it really came to this, Lin Zhao suddenly realized that it wasn't so scary after all.

Even knowing that there were only fifteen minutes left, he wasn't in a hurry at all.

He slowly let Shang Yu carry him to the restroom in the lounge to wash up.

Once everything was ready, she calmly walked towards the door with Shang Yu.

As soon as Lin Zhao stepped out of the door, he saw a car approaching from not far away.

Yu Shuwei, supported by Qin Cheng'an, walked towards him.

As soon as Yu Shuwei saw Lin Zhao, she smiled and beckoned him to come forward.

"Xiao Zhao, come here."

Qin Nian, who was following behind, kept giving Lin Zhao and Shang Yu meaningful glances.

The two exchanged a glance, and Lin Zhao took the lead and walked to Yu Shuwei, helping her up with her other arm.

"Xiao Zhao, did you rest well?"

Lin Zhao tugged at the corners of her lips, trying to appear relaxed.

"fine."

But no one knows a son better than his mother, so how could Yu Shuwei not see his worries?

She just hasn't said it outright yet.

Qin Cheng'an and Lin Zhao helped Yu Shuwei walk towards the private room, one on each side.

Shang Yu was a step behind and exchanged information with Qin Nianzhao.

"Did your dad say anything else this afternoon?"

Qin Nianzhao raised her wrist with a resentful expression.

"I was locked in my room all afternoon, what could I possibly know?"

"But Mommy and Daddy must have been talking for a long time, because when I went to their room, the bed was still neatly made."

Shang Yu nodded slightly.

"understood."

Now it was Qin Nianzhao's turn to be curious, and he lowered his voice to ask.

"And what about you and your brother? What are your plans?"

Shang Yu looked up at the backs of the family of three in front of him and spoke in a deep voice.

"Since we're here, let's make the best of it."

After saying that, he followed them into the private room.

Qin Nianzhao was left standing alone at the door, pondering those six words. After realizing what they meant, he stomped his foot.

"Isn't that obvious!"

After saying that, he took off after them.

When they entered the private room, Qin Cheng'an, Yu Shuwei, and Lin Zhao were already seated.

Qin Cheng'an sat in the main seat, Yu Shuwei sat to his left, and Lin Zhao sat next to Yu Shuwei.

The seats themselves weren't the problem, but a big problem arose after Shang Yu and Qin Nianzhao came in.

Qin Nianzhao naturally sat down next to Qin Cheng'an as soon as she entered, leaving only Shang Yu.

Logically, he should have walked over and sat down next to Lin Zhao without any hesitation.

After all, everyone knows about their relationship now.

His gaze swept over Qin Cheng'an, and he noticed that the man's eyes were not on him, but on Lin Zhao.

On the surface, nothing seemed amiss, but he dared not gamble, lest he share the same thoughts as Shang Linhai before him.

His sitting down next to Lin Zhao was a blatant provocation.

If it were anyone else, he wouldn't be afraid, but these were Lin Zhao's parents, and he didn't want to put Lin Zhao in a difficult position.

So he glanced at Qin Nianzhao's seat and prepared to sit down next to him.

Just as he took a step out, Lin Zhao suddenly stood up.

"Brother Ayu!"

This sudden shout drew the attention of everyone present.

Qin Nianzhao's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Lin Zhao, thinking about how to explain for him, and tried to evade the question with a straight face.

"Brother, why are you stuttering? Brother Yu is Brother Shang's nickname, haha..."

He had barely finished speaking when he received a beautiful, welcoming look from Qin Cheng'an, and he pursed his lips and closed them.

Well, the more you try to cover it up, the worse it gets.

Although "brother" and "older brother" differ by only one character, the meaning and intimacy between them are vastly different.

Even when he calls Lin Zhao, he calls her "brother" more often...

The private room fell silent, and everyone tacitly remained silent, watching Lin Zhao in quiet contemplation.

Including Shang Yu.

He vaguely guessed what Lin Zhao wanted to do, and even softened his breathing.

Lin Zhao took a deep breath, closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, the worry and insecurity in her eyes were gone, replaced only by unwavering determination.

He walked up to Shang Yu and took Shang Yu's hand in front of everyone.

"Dad, Mom, I'd like to reintroduce myself to you..."

He turned his head to look at the man beside him, his fingertips gripping his tightly, his voice trembling slightly.

Feeling the slight kneading sensation in his palm, he looked at Qin Chengan and Yu Shuwei again and added.

"This is my lover, Shang Yu."