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

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes welled up with tears. He gripped Shang Yu's collar tightly with his fingertips, buried his head even lower, and his breathing trembled.

Shang Yu, who was usually calm and collected, almost lost his composure at this moment. He gritted his teeth, lifted the person's chin, and made the person look at him.

Those words of reproach that were about to be uttered all turned into sighs when they met Lin Zhao's wet eyes.

He was too hasty.

Even though she knew the person in her arms was innocent and naive, and even though he had been willing that night and even secretly pleased with himself, she still took advantage of his guilt to coax and deceive him into agreeing to be with her.

Seeing Lin Zhao looking helpless and on the verge of tears, his heart ached.

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

"Zhaozhao, have you forgotten? What did you promise me?"

Lin Zhao choked up and didn't answer, while Shang Yu patiently comforted him.

"We said it, no going back on our word, right? Once two people are together, they're together, and no matter what troubles they encounter, they'll stay together."

"You said you felt it was strange for two men to be together, but when it comes to dating, you don't need to care about gender. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters."

He cupped the person's head in his hands, making him look at him carefully.

"Now, tell me, are you happy? Are you joyful when you're with me?"

Lin Zhao stared at him blankly. Of course, she was happy and joyful to be with her husband.

So he nodded solemnly.

Shang Yu spoke again.

"Don't nod, I want to hear what you have to say."

Lin Zhao's eyelashes were still trembling. He instinctively wanted to avoid Shang Yu's gaze, but the man's hand firmly held his chin, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

He gazed into Shang Yu's deep eyes, which were filled with tenderness. His previously chaotic thoughts seemed to be soothed by those eyes.

So he mustered up his courage and spoke his truest thoughts.

"Happy and joyful."

Shang Yu chuckled softly and leaned forward to kiss his forehead.

"Okay, please answer my questions carefully from now on."

Lin Zhao nodded, then remembered what he had said about not just nodding, so she spoke softly.

"it is good."

Shang Yu loosened the restraint on his chin, pulled him into his arms, kissed the corner of his lips, and remained silent for a long while before speaking.

"I just kissed you, and now I'm holding you like this, Zhao Zhao, don't you hate it?"

Lin Zhao reacted almost instinctively and immediately retorted.

"Of course I don't hate him. How could I hate Brother Ayu?"

Shang Yu's heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, finally settled down, and he asked the question he had been most eager to ask.

"Let's go back to the question you didn't answer earlier, Zhao Zhao, do you like me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhao froze on the spot. Liked?

Like it?

He didn't know either. He only knew that he was very happy and joyful when he was with his husband. He didn't dislike it when his husband kissed and hugged him; on the contrary, it warmed his heart.

"Don't think, just answer directly: regardless of whether you're male or female, just tell me the simplest thing—do you like me or not?"

Lin Zhao's fingertips almost tore Shang Yu's collar apart. Just as Shang Yu's heart was about to burst, Lin Zhao finally spoke.

"I like it."

The voice was very soft, but Shang Yu still heard it. He pulled the person into his arms and hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to melt him into his bones.

His heart, which had been pounding wildly, finally settled down. Overwhelming joy surged through his chest. If Lin Zhao's lips hadn't been swollen, he would have loved to devour her right then and there.

Lin Zhao was startled by his sudden tightening embrace. The words she had just spoken echoed in her mind before she belatedly realized what she had said.

Her cheeks flushed bright red instantly, the redness spreading from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, and even her neck turned a light pink.

Did he just say that?

He didn't actually understand what it meant to like someone.

She was forced by Shang Yu to put aside all distractions and those strange ideas that "men can't be together."

He answered only according to his heart. He didn't dislike Brother Ayu. He was happy to be with him. Being hugged and kissed by him made him feel warm. He didn't want to make him sad or disappoint him.

So he blurted out that he liked it.

But after she finished speaking, she was filled with panic and helplessness. She buried her head in his shoulder, not daring to look up, and her heart was beating incredibly fast.

Shang Yu sensed the awkwardness and shyness of the person in his arms, and knew that he might not fully understand. Even he himself was confused at the time, wasn't he?

But none of that matters. He has enough patience to make Lin Zhao fully understand what it means to like someone.

He slowly loosened his grip slightly, his fingertips gently stroking Lin Zhao's back, one stroke after another, patiently soothing him.

He lowered his head and gently kissed the tip of his reddened ear, his voice low and husky, full of irrepressible doting affection.

"That's enough. Being happy, joyful, and liking each other is enough for us to be together. You don't need to worry about anything else. No one will find it strange, and even if they do, I can shut them up."

"My Zhaozhao just needs to stay by my side, okay?"

Lin Zhao looked up and met his gaze; her beautiful eyes held an undisguised joy.

Instead of answering immediately, he asked a question in return.

"Then, what about Brother Yu? Does he...do he like me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the air fell silent for a moment, and even Shang Yu stopped in his tracks, clearly not expecting Lin Zhao to ask such a question.

Lin Zhao thought she had said something wrong, so she immediately withdrew her finger and shook her head.

"No, no, I won't ask anymore, I..."

He was rambling incoherently, not even knowing what he was saying, when suddenly he heard a deep but solemn voice above him.

"like."

Those two simple words made Lin Zhao's eardrums ring, and she froze instantly, forgetting even to slow her breathing.

He stared blankly up at Shang Yu, his watery eyes filled with unexpected astonishment.

Her long eyelashes trembled frantically, and the blush that had just faded swept over her cheeks again, burning hot.

A sudden tingling sensation welled up in my nose, and tears fell without warning.

When Shang Yu saw him suddenly burst into tears, he hurriedly reached out to wipe away the tears on his face.

"Why are you crying? Did I...did I say something wrong?"

Who would have thought?

One day, even CEO Shang will be afraid of saying the wrong thing.

Lin Zhao choked up and threw herself into Shang Yu's arms, sobbing softly.

"No, I didn't say anything wrong, I just want to cry, sob sob sob, I can't control it, I..."

He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to cry. He was incredibly happy inside, but he just wanted to cry and couldn't control himself at all.

Shang Yu understood what he meant and gently stroked his hair with her fingertips, waiting for him to finish crying.

After a long while, Lin Zhao finally stopped crying. Shang Yu chuckled, lifted his little head out, and took out a tissue to wipe his tears.

After wiping it, he sighed again.

"Sigh~"

Lin Zhao stared at him with her big eyes wide open, as if asking, "Why are you sighing?"

Shang Yu was charmed by his cuteness, but his face remained sorrowful as he spoke with a hint of resentment.

"I think I'm the one who should be crying, since I almost lost my wife just now."