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Chapter 358: She is Brave, She is Fearless

Chapter 358: Chapter 358: She is Brave, She is Fearless

At his words, Yan Han and Zhu Qianying both froze.

Perhaps sensing his parents’ confusion, the little boy stretched out his chubby finger, pointing at the ring of golden lemon placed around the edge of the glass.

"This ring of lemon, it’s like the halo of the sun, right?" The little boy said in all seriousness.

That statement silenced Yan Han and Zhu Qianying even more.

To Yan Han, this ring of lemon was, as usual, simply an addition by habit.

For Zhu Qianying, this ring of lemon was, fundamentally, no different from the ones in the cocktails she usually drinks.

But what appeared as mere habit and ordinariness to the two adults had a noted significance in the eyes of the little boy.

Yan Han recovered more quickly than Zhu Qianying. He hugged their son and planted a big kiss on his face.

Then, Zhu Qianying heard him answer their son, "Yes, honey, you guessed right again. Mommy’s drink is called ’Light of Hope’!"

Yan Han’s voice, always as low and magnetic as usual, sounded determined. However, Zhu Qianying faintly detected a hint of tremor in it.

For a moment, Zhu Qianying almost thought their son had been charmed by Yan Han, so they were colluding, saying things with hidden meanings.

But when Zhu Qianying turned around, she saw the little boy snuggling in his father’s chest, contentedly holding his cup and sipping his rainbow-colored drink. He didn’t show any sign of boasting about committing mischief.

Clearly, the little boy’s unexpectedly wise words were neither a result of collusion nor bewitchment. He was simply expressing his heartfelt feelings without aiming to please anyone.

After responding to his son, Yan Han didn’t do anything else but tranquilly hold him, silently watching the lake not far away, his eyes deep as water.

Zhu Qianying thoughtfully glanced at him before her gaze returned, mimicking his action, looking into the distance.

The wind chimes above suddenly made a crisp ringing sound.

"Are you cold?"

Zhu Qianying heard the man beside her ask. She turned her head to meet his unfathomable gaze.

"No, the floor is warm..." Zhu Qianying shook her head.

The little boy, who had been comfortably nestled in Yan Han’s arms drinking his special drink, had already finished it. He put down his glass, stretched out his arms towards Zhu Qianying.

"Mommy, baby boy is your little heater! Hold baby boy and you won’t be cold!"

Zhu Qianying smiled slightly. Just as she was about to reach out to hold the little boy, the man had already handed the little boy over and put him into her arms.

Zhu Qianying looked up and smiled at him, "I snatched your little heater, what will you do now?"

Yan Han looked at her silently, his eyes full of intense emotions. It was as if they were a whirlpool, ready to pull you in as soon as you accidentally touched its edge.

Realizing this, Zhu Qianying hurriedly avoided his gaze, her eyes falling on the son in her arms. She chastised herself silently. Why was she repeatedly digging her own grave tonight?

"I have the big heater..." Yan Han’s murmur by her ear sounded heartfelt, almost like he was mumbling to himself.

Only, my big heater, ’Zhu Qianying,’ is not ready to return to where she originally belongs.

Yan Han silently added in his heart, lifted his hand, helping her tuck a lock of hair that had fallen onto her face behind her ear.

In the past, he always thought that she was brave and fearless.

Yet slowly, he found that her bravery and fearlessness were perhaps more out of necessity; she was left with no other options.

For instance, when she insisted on becoming his wife, it was because she knew that apart from the Yan Family, no one else could help her escape the Zhu Family.

So she was brave and fearless.

Or when she decided to leave resolutely five years ago, it was because she knew that if she stayed, she would only receive more disregard and harm from him.

So she was brave and fearless.

But now, what he hoped for was to make her brave and fearless again, to choose him once more!

Indeed, it is a bit difficult, but other than this, he has no choice.

And so, he was brave, he was fearless!

Even if he often needs to face her evasiveness and doubts, he remains brave and fearless.

Zhu Qianying tilted her head slightly, discreetly shaking off his hand.

Not because she was ignorant of the romantic implications, but because she was extremely afraid of letting her heart take over.

His hand was warm as always, a warmth that could easily lure one into indulgence.

She had never experienced the warmth of a father when she was growing up. So every time his large hands stroked her hair, touched her face, moved over her body, she stored the warmth infused with love in her sensory memory, vividly and indelibly.

So much so that for a long time afterward, the dreams in which she was repeatedly thrown away by those hands continued to haunt her. When she woke up from it, her heart was still filled with a sense of loss and unfulfilled longing.

One’s understanding of emotions often comes across honestly and undoubtedly more from the body than from rationality.

And so, it was these dreams that made her understand that she probably loved him more than she had thought.

This love, perhaps, wasn’t pure.

In it was mixed her dependence on someone who could be her "father," as well as her longing for someone who could be her "lover."

But whether it was pure or not, there was a certainty that apart from Yan Han, she had never felt this way for any other man.

She hadn’t experienced this in the past, and she doesn’t now. In the future, probably she never will...

"Yan Han, after the Spring Festival, I need to go back to M country for a relatively long period of time. During that period, I will have to trouble you to look after our son."

This was a work requirement and could not be seen as an excuse Zhu Qianying was deliberately making to escape from anything.

However, she couldn’t deny that when she received this work notification from Cheng Ye, she inexplicably let out a sigh of relief.

Yan Han had already withdrawn his hand early on, but his eyes hadn’t left her face for a moment.

Thus, all the subtle changes in her expressions were seen by him.

The lights in her eyes were bright and extinguished, her face expressing a fleeting myriad of emotions, such as shyness, radiance, and withering, all within a span of ten seconds or so.

He knew that in the past ten seconds, she had been recalling their old selves. And the bloom of their love had also within these ten seconds, experienced the process of budding, flourishing, and withering.

New buds appearing, he was unaware!

Buds blooming, he was unaware!

Flowers blossoming, he was unaware!

Therefore, he deservedly stared at the withered flowers in the garden and felt a profound sense of loss all by himself!

"Like last time?" Yan Han tried to be composed, yet his eyes remained glued to her face.

Even if he couldn’t touch or hold, surely he was still allowed to look!

"Yes, but, the time might be a bit longer!"

"Alright, when our son misses you, I’ll take him to see you!" Yan Han, increasingly breaking norms, gave Zhu Qianying an unexpected answer.