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

Lin Zhao was intimidated by his imposing aura, instinctively clutching the hem of her clothes and shaking her head in a panic.

No, it's gone.

Seeing his aggrieved look, Shang Yu's irritation subsided, and his tone became gentler.

"Do you feel wronged? Do you feel like I'm forcing you not to see him?"

Lin Zhao quickly shook her head.

"I...I didn't!"

Shang Yu raised his hand and touched the top of his head.

"I know you're unhappy, but think about it, have I ever stopped you from contacting other people?"

Lin Zhao shook her head again.

"That's it. I'm not forcing you not to make friends, but you need to be discerning and know who you should befriend and who you shouldn't."

Lin Zhao looked up and met Shang Yu's gentle eyes. The man had never spoken to her so tenderly before.

It seemed he really cared about her and was genuinely concerned for her. Only then did Lin Zhao calm down and carefully recall what he had just said.

Brother Yu... Lin Yu, perhaps he really never considered himself a younger brother, otherwise he wouldn't have lost contact with him for so many years.

He originally thought he was no longer in Beijing, but it turns out he had always been here.

He has never been seen returning to the orphanage; it's as if he's forgotten everything.

Now that I see myself suddenly clinging to him again, it's possible that, just as the gentleman said, he has other motives.

Although he didn't think he had anything that Lin Yutu could gain.

But he should trust his husband; his husband has been so good to him, he shouldn't let him down.

Thinking this, Lin Zhao moved closer and buried her head completely in Shang Yu's palm.

She carefully reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt, looked up at him, and apologized very sincerely.

"I'm sorry, sir. I promise I'll listen to you next time, stay far away, and never talk to him again."

Shang Yu looked at the person in front of him, whose eyes were still red from the previous conversation, and whose voice was soft and sweet, melting his heart.

The little head rubbed against my palm gently, as if trying to please me.

Shang Yu's heart skipped a beat, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and an indescribable heat surged up from his lower abdomen.

He suddenly stood up, his back to Lin Zhao.

"Okay, it's good that you know you were wrong. I still have some documents to look at, I'll go take care of them first, you can sit down for a while."

After speaking, he strode to his desk, adjusted his posture, and sat down.

He pressed his fingertips to his forehead, casually flipping through the documents in his hand.

That's too much! This little guy, why does he always act so spoiled? I almost couldn't resist.

He looked up at Lin Zhao, who was sitting obediently. The boy's back looked a little thin, but the oversized T-shirt could not hide his fair and handsome neck.

Her ears were small, and her hair seemed a bit long, drooping down the back of her neck. Recalling the feeling of her palm just now, Shang Yu unconsciously rubbed his fingertips.

After Shang Yu left, Lin Zhao was stunned for a moment, but still obediently sat down.

The gentleman just now probably meant that he forgave himself, but was just a little busy.

Although he didn't know why the man had made him sit there, Lin Zhao knew that the man must have his reasons, so he sat there obediently.

He just felt like something was watching him, which made him a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously touched the back of his neck and felt it was warm.

Without thinking, Lin Zhao secretly glanced at the area out of the corner of his eye again.

The gentleman's office is really big, with a sofa, desk, and bookcase. It looks like a small living room, and it's very clean.

The color scheme was just as monotonous, just like the gentleman's room.

After an unknown amount of time, Shang Yu finally finished his work and it was lunchtime. He sat down next to Lin Zhao.

"I'm hungry, let's eat."

Lin Zhao deftly opened each of the lunchboxes.

The aroma of the food quickly wafted out.

"Sir, please eat. I've made your favorite stewed wild mushroom soup. The wild mushrooms were just delivered this morning and are very fresh."

Shang Yu nodded, then divided his own rice into two portions and handed the spare spoon to Lin Zhao.

"Let's eat together."

Lin Zhao immediately waved his hand, saying that the food was just right for Mr. Lin, and it definitely wouldn't be enough for him if he ate it all.

"No need, sir, I'll eat at home later."

Shang Yu ignored him and shoved the bowl into his hands.

"You stay here this afternoon and come back with me."

To avoid running into Lin Yu again, he must eliminate all possibilities of contact with Lin Yu.

Lin Zhao couldn't refuse him, so she had no choice but to accept, saying she would just eat less herself.

As a result, during the meal, because he was using a spoon and it was difficult for him to pick up food, Shang Yu kept putting food on his plate. After putting food on his plate, he would watch him finish eating and then put food on his plate again.

In the end, he didn't eat much himself, but fed it all to Lin Zhao.

"Are you full?"

Lin Zhao nodded quickly.

"I'm full, I'm full."

Shang Yu raised an eyebrow, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.

Are you really full?

How could someone who usually eats two bowls of rice per meal possibly be full from this little bit?

Lin Zhao met his teasing eyes and muttered to herself, "Does he really eat that much?"

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So he nodded vigorously.

"I'm full, I'm almost stuffed."

He even touched his stomach, afraid that Shang Yu wouldn't believe him.

Shang Yu nodded, turned around and walked to his desk to get his tablet.

"Sit here for a while. If you get sleepy, there's a rest area in the back. If you're bored, you can play on your phone. There are also tablets here."

Lin Zhao blinked, looked at the tablet in front of her and hesitated whether to accept it, but finally accepted it.

When he was a child at school, he often heard his classmates brag about having tablets, game consoles, and the like.

But he couldn't afford it, so he could only silently envy him.

He had never used a tablet before and didn't know the difference between it and a mobile phone.

Shang Yu went to work, and Lin Zhao opened the tablet, examined it for a while, and it didn't seem to be anything special. It was just a larger version of a mobile phone, but it was much better than her own and didn't lag at all.

Lin Zhao happily played parkour for a while, running incredibly fast.

The only sounds in the quiet office were the rustling of pages turning and the tapping of fingers on a tablet.

After Shang Yu finished approving several documents, he looked up at Lin Zhao.

He was completely absorbed in the game, looking extremely focused. His tense body relaxed, and he leaned against the sofa.

Shang Yu could see his serene profile.

Occasionally, when he's having fun, he'll chuckle softly. If his character dies, he'll tap the tablet and mutter something under his breath; I don't know if he's cursing.

Shang Yu couldn't imagine what Lin Zhao would look like when he cursed. Maybe it would be interesting. He was a little curious about what it would be like when he cursed at himself.

Upon having this thought, Shang Yu cursed himself inwardly. What kind of hobby was this, wanting to be cursed at...?

He opened his phone and sent several more messages to Assistant Li.

"Prepare an Apple family bucket, the highest quality one."

Just as Assistant Li was about to reply, Shang Yu sent another message.

"Take all the packaging off and just put it in a simple box."

Although Assistant Li was puzzled, he didn't think much of it, assuming that the gentleman wanted to use it himself but was too lazy to take it apart.

After receiving the reply, I immediately began preparations.

Just as Shang Yu finished sending the message, a sudden, abrupt sound rang out.

"Gurgle~"

The sound was very soft, and he thought he had misheard. He lowered his head to continue working.

"Gurgle~"

Another sound came, this time clearly coming from Lin Zhao.

Shang Yu looked up and met Lin Zhao's blushing face, which looked as if she wanted to bury herself in the sofa.

"Sir, if I say the sound didn't come from me, would you believe me?"

Shang Yu chuckled, unable to hold back this time, and tapped the table with his fingertips.

What do you think?

Lin Zhao: _(:⁍」∠)_

Haha, this world is so wonderful, my husband has encountered all sorts of embarrassing things.