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After Zhu Qianying settled in the Yan family home, the little guy Zizai naturally stopped going to sleep with Young Master Yan. As if afraid that Young Master Yan would force him, he put down his rice bowl and, before he could even wipe the grease from his mouth, clung to Zhu Qianying like a koala and refused to get down.
"Mommy, I'll sleep with you tonight!"
Zhu Qianying raised her eyelids to glance at Young Master Yan, who smiled at her, having received her inquiry.
"Okay, let him sleep with you. He must have missed you after all this time!"
After all, it's normal to want to get close to Mommy and act cute after not seeing her for so many days.
However, he hadn't been close to her for longer than his son, and missed her more than his son, yet he couldn't cling to her as freely and indulgently as his son could...
Young Master Yan, who secretly wiped away a tear of bitterness, mentally made a "go for it!" gesture, and then patted the little guy's bottom with feigned nonchalance, teasing him.
"Does your son also love to sleep on Mommy's belly all day long?"
The little one turned his head and glared at him with great dissatisfaction, muttering something under his breath. Then, turning his head away, seemingly too lazy to pay attention to him, he buried his face in Zhu Qianying's neck again and acted coquettishly.
This bear-like behavior is a far cry from the domineering and imposing manner he displayed when dealing with Fang Caiping at the supermarket.
"You were quite something at the supermarket, but you turned back into a brat at home!" Young Master Yan couldn't help but tease the young master.
He admitted that he was petty and stingy. Why was it that Zhu Qianying still wouldn't let him get close? He was so full of envy, jealousy, and hatred that he was about to suffer internal injuries. And he wouldn't even let others use this as an excuse to vent their little emotions?
The young master, however, retorted like a hedgehog, "You're the brat! Your whole family are brats!"
The young master didn't realize that his words had included his own insults, which was tantamount to indirectly admitting to Young Master Yan's statement.
As a result, Young Master Yan, who thought he could sleep more comfortably by himself, would subconsciously check on the little person next to him several times in his half-awake state to see if he had kicked off the blankets or fallen off the bed.
Then, in a daze, he realized there was no one beside him. He broke out in a cold sweat, sat up, and then suddenly remembered that his son was sleeping with his mother tonight. He breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lay back down.
Then, he became fully awake and lay in bed, unable to fall back asleep.
Thinking back to the days right after Zhu Qianying left, he, too, like today, spent countless nights searching for the person beside him in a hazy dream.
Whenever he was fully awake and looked at the empty bed beside him, remembering that she had left, an unprecedented, heart-wrenching pain tormented him again and again in those lonely nights.
It was probably from that time that he truly realized that he had become accustomed to her presence.
Or perhaps, it's not just a habit, but rather, you've already fallen in love with her without even realizing it!
He turned his head to look out the window. The hazy moonlight shone through the window screen, and the shadows flowed across the floor. The lucky grass that had stayed peacefully on the floor, accompanying him through countless sleepless nights, had begun to sprout ears and seemed to be about to bloom.
Just like its owner, who, after years of waiting, finally ushered in his spring.
...
Little Zizai got up early in the morning. In a great mood, he came out of his bedroom and started singing a fast-paced rap song that even Zhu Qianying couldn't understand. As he sang, he twisted his little body, clapped his hands, and hopped down the stairs to the rhythm.
He lived on the third floor with Zhu Qianying and Chen Jing, while Yan Bo and his wife, along with Yan Han, lived on the second floor. Hearing his cheerful singing, the two old people came out of their rooms.
Good morning, Grandpa and Grandma!
The little guy didn't forget to greet the two old people. After greeting them, he continued to shout lyrics that no one could understand as he hopped and skipped to the next floor.
Yan Shao, who had just returned from his run, heard his son's loud and clear singing as soon as he entered the door. After passing through the entrance hall, he immediately saw the little guy hopping down like a monkey.
This was the first time Young Master Yan had seen his son so happy and outgoing. He knew that it was because Zhu Qianying and Chen Jing were both staying here, which gave him a great sense of security. So, he completely relaxed and returned to his original self.
"Good morning, baby!" Young Master Yan ran over, gave him a light hug, and kissed him on the cheek.
The little guy, standing on the fourth or fifth step of the stairs, looked straight ahead and frowned with obvious disgust. Then, he raised his hand and wiped the cheek that had been kissed.
"Good morning..." However, even though he was very disgusted, the young master still greeted him reluctantly.
"Son, Daddy has to work half a day today. Do you want to come home with Daddy? There will be a big red envelope..."
As is customary, Yanhuang Group takes a holiday before the Spring Festival. In addition to transferring year-end bonuses and monthly salaries to employees' accounts in advance, they also give out a large red envelope, symbolizing a prosperous year from beginning to end.
"I don't want to..."
He doesn't care about that big red envelope at all, since he has his mom, grandma, grandpa, and his star at home!
But the shrewd Yan Han caught a glint in his eyes, so he pointed to his own face and said, "How about this, baby, give Daddy a kiss, and when we send out red envelopes, Daddy will help you get one too?"
Zizai stared at him with his big, dark eyes, as if considering whether or not to believe him.
"The red envelope is huge! You can buy lots of models!" Young Master Yan continued his unscrupulous attempt to lure the little guy away.
Although Zizai is now the sole heir to the Yan and Tong families' vast fortune, due to Zhu Qianying's emphasis on thrift and frugality in his upbringing, even though the little guy has been recognized by his ancestors for over a month, both Yan Shao and Yan Bo still tacitly follow Zhu Qianying's original educational methods in treating him.
Therefore, the little guy doesn't have much pocket money yet, and naturally, he doesn't have the habit of spending money extravagantly.
Young Master Yan even witnessed the little guy carefully handing over the red envelopes his grandparents gave him to Zhu Qianying, saying that Zhu Qianying should keep them for him to use as tuition fees in the future.
"You can also buy a new scooter..." Young Master Yan continued to persuade him patiently.
The little guy's eyes darted around a few times, and finally, unexpectedly, he brought his face close to Yan Shao's and gave him a quick kiss. Then, with a pained expression, he raised his hand to wipe his lips.
Young Master Yan was secretly pleased, knowing that the little guy had probably tasted the saltiness of the sweat on his face.
"Okay, Zizai, you have to be a good boy and wait at home this afternoon for Daddy to come back with red envelopes. Then, we'll take the red envelopes and go out to buy fun things and delicious food, okay?"
[May 15th is almost here! I hope to continue my efforts to climb the 515 Red Envelope Ranking, and on May 15th, I can give back to readers with a red envelope rain and promote my work. Every little bit helps, and I'll definitely update harder!]
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