Chapter 261 Extra Chapter——The Boss’s Little Husband (2)
"I like you."
"I know you're not my father, and I'm not stupid."
"I like you so much, you must like me too, right? Can we be together?"
"I want to be with you forever!"
The boy's straightforward and passionate confession was like a flame, igniting the emotions that had been suppressed in Han Zhiyao's heart for a long time, turning it into a mess and flames.
There was no way the two of them could be together. Han Zhiyao knew this deeply. He treated Li Ziyan like a child, like his own brother. How could he possibly do something so inappropriate? Yet, his heart was in turmoil. If it were anyone else, he would have simply rejected them coldly. But facing Li Ziyan's watery eyes, which were filled with his image, he couldn't utter a single word of rejection. He could only flee, choosing to avoid them.
Who wouldn't laugh out loud when hearing that a big boss who could make everything happen was forced to go on a business trip by a child? But Han Zhiyao had no choice. The child was chasing him so closely and passionately that he didn't know how to react.
But hiding like this is not a good idea at all. He couldn't let the child go, so he asked the housekeeper to report to him every day. But every time he saw the child's aggrieved figure and little face, he couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.
Raising his hand and rubbing his face, Han Zhiyao sighed deeply and shook his head, full of helplessness.
"Liang Feng, please book me a flight for the evening. I'm flying back tonight."
"Yes, President Han." Liang Feng nodded and felt relieved. He knew that his boss was not worried about the young master at home at all. Moreover, after so many years, he also knew that the relationship between the two was deep. After being separated for so long, they must miss each other. Even though he didn't know what conflict had occurred between the two, he still hoped that the two could reconcile as soon as possible.
I don’t know if it was the good weather or just good luck, but Han Zhiyao booked the afternoon flight smoothly, and the weather on both sides turned from rainy to sunny.
When he flew back home, it was already dark. The lights were still on in the villa, but the curtains were drawn in Li Ziyan's room. Li Ziyan shouldn't be sleeping at this time. Han Zhiyao paused as he walked in, but still pushed the door open.
"Master, you're back?!" The old housekeeper's eyes lit up when he saw Han Zhiyao. He quickly came over and took the clothes from the other's hand. "You're back. The young master hasn't eaten anything all day. I just made shrimp porridge for him, but he refused to drink it. He's staying in his room right now."
"Didn't you eat? Why don't you try to persuade him?"
Han Zhiyao's brows were tightly furrowed. The child was weak and had not eaten anything good when he was young. Even though he had used so many precious ingredients and raised him for so many years, he still could not make up for the loss.
"Oh, you know it too! When the young master's eyes turn red, who dares to go up and persuade him?!"
"Yanyan is crying?"
"Alas, I..."
The old housekeeper wanted to say something when the sound of a door opening came from upstairs. The two looked up and saw Li Ziyan wearing the milky white sweatshirt he had worn that morning. He was barefoot and looking at Han Zhiyao with red eyes.
Han Zhiyao opened his mouth, but his throat was hoarse, and he couldn't utter a word. When he came to his senses, the young man upstairs had already run down and threw himself into his arms.
"Why did you come back so late? Why did you take so long on business trips? Didn't you always come back quickly before?" Li Ziyan's voice was still tearful, full of grievance. Ever since he confessed his feelings to Han Zhiyao last time, Han Zhiyao had been particularly cold towards him. He used to tell him in advance about business trips, but this time, she left secretly and didn't even reply to his messages often. "I sent you messages and you didn't reply. Do you not like me anymore? Do you hate me?"
The young boy cried out of grievance. It was cold now and the soles of his feet were frozen white. The old housekeeper felt so distressed and wanted to go up to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.
Han Zhiyao felt even more uncomfortable and his heart was filled with sourness. He couldn't touch or not touch with his hands, so he could only put them at his sides helplessly. He sighed and gestured to the old housekeeper. The housekeeper understood immediately and retreated with a group of servants, leaving only the two of them.
"I've been busy lately, so I didn't reply. Now I'm back, right? You're already old enough, don't cry."
Li Ziyan still buried his face in Han Zhiyao's chest, his hands tightly holding Han Zhiyao's waist, and a faint fragrance passed into Han Zhiyao's nostrils.
This is the unique scent of the young boy. Every time Han Zhiyao smells it, he feels at ease, but now it makes him a little confused.
"Yanyan, let go, let's eat something first."
"I want you to hug me..."
In the past, Han Zhiyao would have certainly held Li Ziyan in his arms lovingly, comforted him bit by bit, and even wanted to feed him with his own hands. But now it is different. The child's feelings for him have surpassed their relationship. If he does this again, he is afraid that the child will misunderstand him again.
"Stop making trouble, you're all grown-up kids now." Han Zhiyao sighed, pressed Li Ziyan's shoulders, and pushed him out of his arms, but there was a trace of regret and melancholy in his heart, "I'm a little tired, Yanyan, be good."
Sure enough, as soon as he said he was tired, Li Ziyan stopped making a fuss, just bit his lower lip, nodded, and carefully hooked his hand.
Han Zhiyao's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't push the child's hand away. He just let him lead the way to the dining table.
The housekeeper had already arranged for the chef to heat up the food and place it on the table. The two sat together and ate slowly. Li Ziyan flattered Han Zhiyao by adding some of his favorite dishes to his bowl. His red eyes were pitiful and cautious, and they also held the kind of brave love that only a teenager could have. Anyone who saw them would feel their heart burn with passion.
Han Zhiyao tightened his grip on the chopsticks, glanced at Li Ziyan, met his gaze, and then hurriedly ran away. The atmosphere was a little awkward, and it made people feel helpless.
After finishing the meal, Han Zhiyao stood up from the stool and took Li Ziyan for a few laps to help digest the food. Then he walked to the door of Li Ziyan's room and said, "Go to bed. It's late."
"Aren't you coming to sleep with me today?" In the past, Han Zhiyao would sleep in the same room with Li Ziyan after coming back from a business trip, but now he definitely can't do that.
Han Zhiyao shook his head and lowered his eyes. "No, I have things to deal with tonight. You go to sleep first."
As soon as these words were spoken, Li Ziyan lived up to everyone's expectations and his eyes turned red. His chest heaved a few times and he walked into the room sobbing softly.
He put his hand on the door handle and looked at Han Zhiyao through the crack of the door. "I know you are avoiding me, but I just like you... You should rest early and don't be too tired. Good night."
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