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

After these words were spoken, the private room fell into a deathly silence.

Qin Nianzhao lowered her head even further, Qin Chengan's face grew increasingly dark, and Yu Shuwei's eyes reddened once again.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zhao felt terrible, as if he couldn't breathe.

He had exhausted all his strength in those words, and if Shang Yu hadn't been standing beside him, he probably would have already lost control of his emotions and burst into tears.

After a long stalemate, Lin Zhao felt she should say something, and her lips just moved slightly.

The man beside him suddenly stepped forward, took the prepared liquor from the table, and poured a full glass.

When the waiter brought it over, Lin Zhao thought it was a mistake, but now it seems that Shang Yu must have ordered it.

Shang Yu raised his glass with both hands with utmost respect, looking at Qin Cheng'an and Yu Shuwei.

"Uncle, Aunt, I had to hide my relationship with Zhaozhao from you both before. Although there was a reason for it, I still lied to you. I'll punish myself with a drink first."

After saying that, he downed the cup without hesitation, not leaving a single drop.

Then they started pouring the second cup.

To show his sincerity, Shang Yu did not prepare the small cup for drinking Moutai, but a full two-ounce baijiu cup.

After drinking that glass, someone with a lower alcohol tolerance would have collapsed, but Shang Yu remained standing steadily in the distance, his expression unchanged.

He raised his second glass again.

"This toast is to you both for all the hardships you've endured over the years. I know you've been searching for him and have always missed him, and you couldn't bear to see him suffer any more."

Shang Yu's voice echoed in the private room. He looked at Qin Cheng'an and Yu Shuwei with an open and honest gaze, without a trace of perfunctoriness in his eyes.

"I can't change the suffering Zhaozhao has endured over the years, but I can guarantee that from now on, he will never shed another tear of grievance."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking four ounces of baijiu, even with Shang Yu's high alcohol tolerance, he still felt somewhat unwell after drinking so quickly, and his grip on the cup tightened slightly.

But his body remained still, only his earlobes were slightly red.

Lin Zhao watched from the side, her eyes welling up with tears, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes tightly.

He took half a step forward, intending to reach out and stop him, but Shang Yu subtly blocked him.

Brother Ayu…

Lin Zhao's voice was choked with sobs, filled with both heartache and anxiety.

"Don't drink anymore..."

Shang Yu glanced at him, slowly shook his head, and smiled soothingly as he gently comforted him.

"It's okay, sweetie, stand behind me."

After saying that, he turned around and poured a third cup.

When he raised the glass, his gaze softened considerably, no longer so composed, but instead carrying a hint of pleading.

"Uncle, Aunt,"

He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse from the burning sensation of the liquor.

"I know that the Qin family is a well-known scholarly family in Hong Kong, and they value rules the most. In your eyes, my relationship with Zhaozhao may be unacceptable to the world."

"But in our hearts, we've long considered each other family, the most important people in our lives."

"I know it might sound childish to say this, but I still want to say it."

"Feelings are irrational. Before I met Zhaozhao, I never thought I would like a man."

"But after meeting him, I realized that loving someone can truly transcend everything, regardless of gender or family background, as long as it is him."

Shang Yu paused, his gaze falling on Lin Zhao, who was already crying her eyes out beside him, his eyes becoming even more resolute.

He looked at Qin Chengan and Yu Shuwei again.

"I don't dare ask you to accept me immediately, but I beg you, don't be angry with him because he chose me, and don't reject him."

Shang Yu's eyes also reddened.

"He's waited for this family for twenty-two years. If you don't want him, he'll really be all alone again."

Shang Yu said these last words to Yu Shuwei; he was gambling, gambling on a mother's soft heart.

Lin Zhao's tears could no longer be held back and fell completely. He couldn't care about anything else, just as Shang Yu was about to drink his third cup of wine.

He suddenly rushed forward and tried to snatch it away.

"Stop drinking. Your stomach can't take it if you keep drinking like this."

His voice was trembling; he hadn't forgotten the time when Shang Yu's stomach ached so badly from not eating that his face turned deathly pale.

Normally, Shang Yu only drinks low-alcohol red wine and yellow wine.

But today's liquor is at least 52 degrees, and even a normal person can't stand drinking it straight, let alone him.

Lin Zhao's hand had just touched the wine glass when Shang Yu stopped her.

The man reached out and pressed down on his wrist, gently stroking it, and whispered.

"Zhaozhao, I know my body well, don't worry. I'll drink this wine. Don't cry, it's bad for your eyes."

Lin Zhao stood still, refusing to let go. Shang Yu was afraid that he would hurt Lin Zhao if he used too much force, so the two of them were stuck in this stalemate. He had no choice but to coax him gently.

But Lin Zhao's tears fell even more fiercely.

Qin Nianzhao watched from the side, sniffing, secretly wiping her eyes, and mustering her courage to tug at Qin Chengan's sleeve.

"Daddy, Brother Shang... he really is good to my brother, I saw it with my own eyes, you just..."

"Shut up."

Qin Cheng'an reprimanded in a low voice, but his father's imposing presence was still too strong for Qin Nianzhao at the moment, and he immediately fell silent.

He looked up at the man in front of him. Back at the hotel, he had already had someone investigate Shang Yu thoroughly.

The only son of a businessman, the chief CEO of a listed group, owns numerous companies in addition to the family business, and has tripled the stock price of his companies in just three years.

Everyone says he is a rare talent, and because of his decisiveness, many people in the business world flock to him.

But at this moment, this man, who calls himself cold-hearted, is doing it for his son.

He drank two glasses of strong liquor without changing his expression, his eyes were red but his back was straight.

He carefully cradled Lin Zhao, who was crying so hard she couldn't breathe, in his arms.

The tenderness and pleading in his words suddenly reminded Qin Cheng'an of many years ago...

When he first met Yu Shuwei's parents, he was just like that, so nervous that his palms were sweaty, but he still tried his best to present himself in the best possible light.

Because he knew that person was worth him setting aside all his pride.

Yu Shuwei was already sobbing uncontrollably. She held Qin Cheng'an's hand, shook her head, and spoke softly.

"Cheng'an... that's enough... that's enough..."

Qin Cheng'an closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he let out a long sigh.

They had already made it very clear at the hotel that the Qin family would not easily accept their eldest grandson falling in love with a man.

But Qin Cheng'an and Yu Shuwei are Lin Zhao's parents.

As parents who had lost their son for over twenty years and finally found him again.

They had only one thought: that Lin Zhao could be happy and joyful; nothing else mattered.

Their original plan was to find a private time for Yu Shuwei to talk to Lin Zhao and see if Lin Zhao was truly committed to him.

As for him, he went to find Shang Yu to see if Shang Yu really had the ability to make Lin Zhao happy.

It seems there's no need to discuss it anymore.