Luxurious clothes, dazzling lights, unlimited credit cards, and servants and drivers at her beck and call—these are things that are out of reach for many, but he could give them to her with ease.
However, these things did not seem to be what she desired.
Not only has she never asked for it, but even if it were handed to her directly, she would act as if it were nothing to her.
Even now, when he says he wants to go out for a walk to clear his head, she only says, "Find a quiet place..."
For her, whether it's the ends of the earth or the bustling city nearby, as long as there's a quiet corner where she can enjoy the happiness of spending time with her family, that's the greatest happiness and longing.
"If that's the case, we can go on a road trip, bringing enough supplies and tents, taking the stars with us, finding a quiet place, exploring the scenery during the day, and lying outside the tent at night enjoying the unpolluted breeze, gazing at the starry sky, munching on chicken feet and braised chicken feet, and maybe having a couple of cans of beer..."
Yan Shao looked down at her tenderly, gently stroking the back of her neck and the back of her head, and spoke the scene he had been describing in his mind.
The cat, which had been lying quietly in his arms, rubbed against him for a while before raising its head.
Her beautiful eyes sparkled brightly. "Oh, darling, that's a great idea..."
Yan Shao lowered his head and kissed her bright eyes hard.
Zhu Qianying supported her chest with one hand and held his neck with the other, leaning back slightly and pressing her forehead against his.
Yan Shao's large hand gently stroked her face, but she smiled teasingly.
“Honey, I suddenly feel incredibly guilty.”
Young Master Yan raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Zhu Qianying leaned over and gently kissed him, smiling.
“Look at you. Five or six years ago, you were the dream of all the socialites and heiresses in the country. You were a god-like figure in their eyes, shining with dazzling light. But now, you actually want to live in a tent, go sightseeing and stargazing, and you even know that chicken feet and braised chicken feet go well with beer. It seems that I have dragged you down from your pedestal to the mortal world. Don’t you regret it?”
Yan Shao then kissed her, saying, "As long as I'm with you and Zizai, I don't care about the mortal world or even hell!"
Caught off guard, Zhu Qianying was overwhelmed by Young Master Yan's cheesy sweet words. Her heart felt like it was being gently nestled in a warm blanket, and she was thoroughly enjoying it.
"Daddy, Mommy, what are you doing?" Zizai's sleepy, nasal voice pulled Zhu Qianying, who was still lost in sweet nothings, back to reality.
"Baby, are you awake?"
Zhu Qianying hurriedly tried to push Yan Shao away, supporting herself on his chest as she tried to leave.
Yan Shao held her waist tightly, making her unable to move. She could only maintain the original intimate posture, tilting her head and looking at her son with an awkward smile.
"Sweetie, Mommy slept in today just like you and didn't make breakfast. Let's go out for tea."
Zhu Qianying tried to appear calm and kept the conversation as far off as possible.
But Zizai isn't so easily fooled.
He propped himself up and sat up, first rubbing his eyes, then curiously watching his parents' intimate gesture.
"Daddy, Mommy, are you...fighting?"
It seems that Zhu Qianying's attempt to cover up the topic had absolutely no effect.
With one hand still around Zhu Qianying's waist, Yan Shao reached out with the other hand, grabbed his son, and then forcibly placed him between himself and Zhu Qianying.
"Baby, this is called a loving hug!"
Zizai was still a little confused. He turned to look at his mother, then back at Yan Shao, blinking a few times. His little face clearly said, "I'm not stupid..."
Seeing that his son didn't believe him, Yan Shao wrapped his arms around his son and wife, pulling them both into his embrace.
So the little guy was sandwiched between the two of them. He struggled slightly, then looked up at his dad and mom again. He saw that their faces were full of smiles, though the meanings were different. But these two smiling faces made him feel inexplicably safe and happy...
The chubby little hands wrapped around its parents' necks, one on each side, and it lifted itself up slightly to kiss each of them on the cheek...
The family of three stayed in bed together, sticking and cuddling for over an hour. When they finally got up, it was almost eleven o'clock.
Zhu Qianying glanced at the time and decided to skip the tea and go straight to dinner.
"Honey, shall we go for tea or dinner?"
However, she still left the choice to Vic Zhou.
Zizai had already changed into his outdoor clothes, a pure white short-sleeved shirt paired with denim overalls and shorts, looking extremely refreshing. Zhu Qianying was also wearing the same white T-shirt and denim overalls and shorts as the little guy.
Yan Shao changed into casual clothes and came out, only to see the little guy using his and Zhu Qianying's big bed as a trampoline, jumping around happily.
If this scene had happened five or six years ago, he would have torn the little brat off, stripped him naked, and given him a good beating. But now, things are different. He just looked at the little guy with affection, and even curled up the corners of his lips to reveal a smile.
However, that smile froze on her lips when she saw Zhu Qianying walking out wearing the same style of clothes as the little guy.
Zhu Qianying noticed his unusual behavior and blinked at him in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Yan Shao glanced at her, then at his son, and shook his head, "No!"
Zhu Qianying instinctively felt that Master Yan was being difficult again, but she couldn't figure out why.
The little guy was still jumping excitedly on the bed when Young Master Yan walked over, opened his arms, and said, "Son, come here!"
The little guy responded with an "Oh!" and obediently opened his arms, rushing into Young Master Yan's embrace.
Zhu Qianying was very pleased with the increasingly intimate behavior between the father and son. Who would have thought that just a few months ago, the little guy was guarding against and hating Young Master Yan as if he were an enemy?
Yan Shao picked up his son with one arm and beckoned to Zhu Qianying with the other, "Wife, come here!"
Zhu Qianying rolled her eyes at him, and Yan Shao just stared at her with his arms still outstretched, waiting for her to throw herself into his arms.
Zizai happily swung his little legs in Yan Shao's arms, watching He Zhu Qianying with a cheerful smile.
After a standoff, Zhu Qianying finally gave in and reluctantly walked over. Yan Shao put his hand on her shoulder and pulled her into his arms.
Young Master Yan, carrying his son and embracing his wife as they walked out of the bedroom, couldn't help but glance down at the perfectly matched pair of silk threads in his arms and arms, and asked, feigning nonchalance.
Where did you buy those clothes?
Zhu Qianying and Zizai exchanged an amused glance. "I bought them on Taobao. There were also men's versions, but I was afraid you'd think they were too low-end, so I only ordered the mom and son versions."
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