Yan Han felt so angry that he couldn't speak, and even had the urge to slam the door and leave.
He has always been the aloof and superior Young Master Yan. In his work and life, all he has is others submitting to him, compromising with him, and bowing down to him.
No one had ever dared to be so arrogant and provocative in front of him.
But when it comes to Zhu Qianying, she always has her own way of doing things, which often includes sophistry.
Even so, he couldn't just snap his fingers and exert pressure on others in a way he used to, forcing them to comply.
She's like a spring; the more pressure you put on her, the stronger her resistance becomes.
So, aside from trying every possible way to persuade her, he seemed to have no other viable options.
Because it seems that forcing her never works, a fact that has been proven before, and it was also proven two days ago.
"Zhu Qianying, I don't deny what you said about living within your means. But you could clearly be a rich wife, so why do you insist on distancing yourself from me? I told you about what happened five years ago; it was just a misunderstanding. Do you have to let that misunderstanding ruin your family? Zizai needs a complete family and loving parents, you don't deny that, do you? You could easily give him both a complete family and loving parents with just a nod, but you insist on stubbornly sticking to your guns. Is that meaningful?"
Yan Shao felt he was in the right, so when he spoke, besides his usual assertiveness, he also looked a little aggrieved.
What Yan Shao saw as mere sophistry was, in Zhu Qianying's eyes, her persistence and dedication.
"Yan Han, I understand perfectly well that it's very easy to depend on a man as powerful as you. I don't need to fall in love with you, nor do I need to make any promises to you. All I need to do is become a puppet without any thoughts or independent abilities, completely trust you, completely depend on you, and completely entrust everything to you, making you the supreme ruler of my and my son's life. That's enough! That's what you think, right?"
Could this man be any more arrogant?
In his eyes, all he had to do was say it was a misunderstanding five years ago, and she would have to believe him, forget all the pain caused by his misunderstanding, and start over with him without any resentment.
Does he even realize that a broken mirror cannot be put back together, let alone a human heart?
The most ridiculous thing is that in his eyes, if their son cannot grow up in a complete family, it will also be her fault, because she is the one who could have given her son, but chose to separate from him!
He completely overlooked the fact that she didn't want to be a rich wife, not so much because of the misunderstanding five years ago, but because she and he had no foundation for living together. There was absolutely no affection or trust between them.
Without even the most basic foundation, how can he have the confidence to manage a marriage?
Does he mean that in his eyes, marriage is simply two people having a red booklet with each other's names written in the spouse section, and that's what marriage is?
Or, to put it another way, marriage is simply about two people living together, without any regard for understanding, respect, happiness, or joy.
Zhu Qianying spoke very softly, as if she were chatting casually, but her expression was exceptionally firm.
Yan Han clearly felt extremely wronged, but Zhu Qianying's counterattack left him with no chance to retaliate!
He frowned and pondered deeply. He had indeed never considered what she was saying.
But he understood that just because he didn't consider it didn't mean it didn't exist.
His consistent logic has always been: I have the ability to give it to you, I am willing to give it to you, so you just need to accept it with gratitude!
But in reality, that's not the case?
At the very least, this approach won't work for Zhu Qianying!
Taking advantage of the moment when he slowed down and was lost in thought, Zhu Qianying quickened her pace and walked towards the stairwell, because she had already seen the little guy gripping the backpack straps tightly with both hands, looking nervously at them from afar.
The little guy is very sensitive, and they can't have too many arguments or quarrels in front of him. Even after they separated, Zhu Qianying still hopes that her son will believe that his parents separated peacefully because of personality clashes, and nothing else!
Having grown up in such a family, she understands better than anyone how enormous the influence of parents on their children can be.
Sure enough, as soon as she walked over, the little guy rushed over and hugged her waist, his anxious and nervous eyes quickly looking her up and down.
"Mommy, did that old bastard bully you again? Did he yell at you? Did he scold you?"
Zhu Qianying raised her hand and patted his head. "Silly baby, he is your daddy. He didn't bully me, scold me, or yell at me. We were just discussing some small things, and then we argued about how he likes to eat pumpkin and I like to eat winter melon."
The little guy tilted his head back, scrutinized her for a few moments with a critical look, and then burst out laughing.
"Mommy, you're so childish... You're arguing over pumpkins and winter melons... Just like Brother Beibei and Sister Guoguo!"
Zhu Qianying breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as she pinched the little guy's cheek.
"Yes, Mommy is sometimes a childish little princess. Prince Zizai, you must protect Mommy well, okay?"
Zizai immediately stood up straight and nodded seriously to her, "Your Highness, please rest assured, Prince Zizai will protect you well."
Then, as Young Master Yan, who was still pondering life, caught up with the little guy, he felt several times that the little guy seemed to be looking at him with suppressed laughter.
He was very puzzled, but couldn't figure out what he had done to make the young master burst into laughter.
Little did he know that his argument with Zhu Qianying was seen by the young master as a childish tantrum over his preference for pumpkin over her preference for winter melon.
The family of three took the elevator upstairs. Zhu Qianying took out her key and opened the door. As soon as Zizai entered, he heard his grandparents' voices, so he kicked off his shoes and ran barefoot into the living room.
"Hello, Grandpa! Hello, Grandma!"
Yan Han was right. The little guy was affectionate to everyone, but he was full of hostility and resistance towards his father.
Old Madam Yan had only been away from her beloved grandson for a little over a day, but it felt like a year. She pulled the little guy into her arms, kissing and rubbing him. Yan Bo, who was standing to the side, wanted to hold his grandson, but he didn't know where to start.
Zhu Qianying first greeted Yan Bo and his wife, then went inside to wash her face. When she came out, the little guy had just been rubbed by his grandmother, his hair was slightly messy, and his little face was rosy.
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