Although Zhu Qianying was quite drunk, she was still capable of understanding even the most direct and flirtatious words from Young Master Yan.
He immediately gritted his teeth and uttered a single word to Young Master Yan, "Get lost!"
After saying that, she braced herself against the floor and tried to leave his embrace.
When Young Master Yan gets into a rogue act, he's absolutely unmatched. Hearing her tell him to get lost, he not only wasn't angry, but shamelessly rubbed his handsome face against hers.
"Where to? Bed? Together?"
He shamelessly spouted lewd remarks, and held the mother and child's hands as firmly as iron chains. How could Zhu Qianying, this drunken cat, possibly break free?
Fortunately, when Young Master Yan said these things, he kept his voice very low. Even the little guy only knew that his father was whispering to his mother, but he didn't hear the content at all.
Moreover, his mind was focused on something else at the moment, so he had no interest in worrying about his parents' decision to leave or stay.
Unable to break free, Zhu Qianying muttered a harsh "You pervert!" and raised her hand to slap Yan Han.
Yan Han was prepared. He grabbed her hand, kissed it, and coaxed her gently, "Be good..."
Zhu Qianying suddenly shivered. Just as she was about to say something more, a loud "bang" rang out, and a bright light flashed before her eyes. When she looked in the direction of the sound, she saw colorful fireworks bursting into bloom in the sky above the lake.
Wow! So beautiful!
Overjoyed, little Zizai had already struggled free from his parents' arms and was jumping and shouting on the platform, completely forgetting his parents' inappropriate conversation just now.
Even Zhu Qianying was momentarily captivated by the beautiful scenery before her, holding her breath and looking up to admire the magnificent fireworks bursting forth in the night sky.
The lake's surface is like a mirror, reflecting the magnificent scene in the night sky. The colorful lake and the vibrant night sky complement each other, creating a large-scale watercolor painting that unfolds before Zhu Qianying's eyes, displaying brilliant strokes of ink.
Fireworks rose and fell, bursting forth in layers within her dark pupils.
She stared at the fireworks, mesmerized, while Yan Shao, who was holding her, looked at her as if he were intoxicated.
In Yan Shao's eyes, fireworks, though beautiful, are nothing compared to her.
He didn't need to ask her if she liked it or not, because he could already read everything in her eyes.
All he needed to do was silently remember her preferences and create more surprises and delights for her in the countless days to come.
Perhaps she was mesmerized by the sight, Zhu Qianying nestled closer to him silently, her gaze lingering on the fireworks, occasionally returning to the face of the little guy who kept wailing.
The last firework silently faded into the night sky. The little one let out a long sigh, then turned around and rushed into his parents' arms.
As the last few sparks of fireworks faded, the night returned to tranquility.
Is it pretty?
Yan Shao freed one hand and patted the little guy's head. Now, when he was with Zhu Qianying and his son, his expression, demeanor, and tone were so gentle that they could melt your heart.
It's hard to believe that this person is actually Young Master Yan from L City, who never takes anyone seriously.
"Yes! It's really, really good!"
The little one nodded emphatically, then tilted his head up and asked Zhu Qianying, "Mommy, do you think it looks good?"
Having never seen fireworks up close before, Zhu Qianying had just recovered from her shock. She glanced down at her son, smiled, and nodded, "Hmm... beautiful! Only a tiny bit less impressive than my son's..."
The little one was very pleased with Zhu Qianying's statement and echoed, "That's right, it's very beautiful, only a little bit less so than my mommy's..."
The skill and level of mutual flattery between this mother and son is unparalleled.
After watching the fireworks, the elders over there started chatting about their old stories, their attention seemingly unmoved by the family of three on the other side.
The little guy snuggled in Zhu Qianying's arms for a while, savoring the moment, when suddenly he remembered something and jumped up from her arms.
Zhu Qianying, who had forced herself to watch the fireworks, nestled in Yan Shao Nuanyang's arms with the little one in her arms, and soon began to doze off again. The little one's jump had almost scared her to death.
Immediately afterwards, she saw her son's chubby little hand reach out to her and Yan Han, "Where's Zizai's New Year's red envelope?"
Zhu Qianying was stunned. She had prepared a red envelope, but she had put it in the guest room. Who would have thought that she would be tricked into coming here by Young Master Yan after dinner?
Just as I was thinking of explaining to my son that I would give it to him when we got back, two bright red envelopes were placed steadily in his chubby little hands.
"Here, this is a New Year's red envelope from Daddy and Mommy for you, Zizai. Be a good boy in the new year, okay?"
The little guy happily held the red envelope and bowed respectfully to Zhu Qianying and Yan Shao, saying, "Thank you, Daddy and Mommy!"
After bowing, he hopped over and kissed Zhu Qianying and Yan Shao on the cheek.
Just a couple of days ago, Zhu Qianying felt sorry for Young Master Yan because of Zizai's undisguised contempt and disdain for him, thinking that it would take him a long time to gain Zizai's trust and sincerity.
But now it seems she was overthinking it; the father and son have a pretty good relationship, don't they?
Perhaps because Yan Shao was so hateful just now, Zhu Qianying is now extremely unbalanced in her mind. Seeing her son being nice to her, she feels resentful.
The little guy had no idea that his mother had so many ulterior motives. After thanking her, he carefully put the red envelope into his coat pocket and then skipped off to ask his grandparents and great-grandmother for more lucky money.
"Quite good at winning people's hearts..." Zhu Qianying said coolly to Young Master Yan after her son ran far away, pushed him away, lay down on the platform, pulled the quilt over herself, and closed her eyes to sleep.
Yan Shao also lay down on his side, propping his elbow on the floor and supporting his head with his palm as he looked at her.
"Because they care, they want to bribe them."
As he spoke, he gently brushed away a few strands of hair that were stuck to her forehead.
Zhu Qianying remained silent, her eyes still closed, trying to process everything that had happened that night. However, she was too drunk to process anything, and soon she fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.
...
The next morning, when Zhu Qianying woke up, she found herself nestled in a warm embrace.
This feeling seems familiar.
But it seems that this feeling is something from a long time ago.
"Good morning! You're awake?"
A man's deep, pleasant voice sounded in her ear, and then his warm lips landed on her forehead!
Holy crap! What on earth is going on?
Zhu Qianying closed her eyes again, trying to calm herself down first!
"What, you did it, and now you're denying it?"
Did I do it? What exactly did I do?
Yan Shao's teasing only made Zhu Qianying's hangover headache worse!
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