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Chapter 363: Done it, but not admit?

Chapter 363: Chapter 363: Done it, but not admit?

Though Zhu Qianying was tipsy, she was not so drunk as to not understand what Eldest Young Master Yan Han meant by his blunt flirting.

Resolutely, she sent Yan Han a one-word reply, "Scram!"

Having said that, she pushed off the floor and tried to exit his embrace.

When Yan Han played rascal, nobody could top him. Her command to scram didn’t annoy him, instead, he shamelessly rubbed his good-looking face against hers.

"Where to? To bed? Together?"

His shameless words were accompanied by him holding their hands, which felt solid as iron chains. How could a drunk cat like Zhu Qianying possibly free herself from it?

Luckily, Yan Han spoke in such a low voice that even their little boy only knew their parents were whispering to each other, but he couldn’t understand what they were talking about.

Moreover, his attention was focused on something else. He wasn’t in the mood to care about whether his parents wanted to leave or stay.

Zhu Qianying, unable to free herself, hissed out "Rascal!" and lifted her hand as if to hit Yan Han.

Yan Han was prepared for this and held her hand, brought it to his lips to kiss it, and then he coaxed her affectionately, "Behave..."

Zhu Qianying shivered and was about to lash out at him when a loud bang and an intense light stopped her. She followed the noise to see a breathtaking array of fireworks exploding in various hues over the lake.

"Wow! So pretty, so pretty!"

Her excited baby boy had already wriggled out of his parents’ arms and was shouting and jumping on the platform, completely oblivious to their adult-only conversation.

Even Zhu Qianying was momentarily captivated by the beautiful sight before her. She held her breath, looking up at the beautiful fireworks rushing to outshine each other in the night sky.

The mirror-like lake surface reflected the splendid aerial spectacle, creating a large, splendid watercolor painting. This kaleidoscopic scene unfolded before Zhu Qianying’s eyes, liberally casting glistening colors across the canvas.

Fireworks unfurled one after another in her dark pupils.

While she was absorbed in watching the fireworks, Yan Han, who had been holding her, was drunk on the sight of her.

In Yan Han’s eyes, the fireworks, however beautiful, couldn’t compare to even one ten-thousandth of her.

He didn’t need to ask whether she liked them because, from her eyes, he had clearly understood everything.

All he needed to do was keep in mind what she liked, and create more surprises and happiness for her in countless days to come.

Perhaps entranced by the spectacle, Zhu Qianying’s body silently snuggled closer against him, her eyes lingering on the fireworks, occasionally shifting back to her son who was incessantly shouting in excitement.

As the last firework silently fell from the night sky, the little boy let out a long sigh before turning and rushing into his parents’ embrace.

The night regained its tranquility after the last flickering spark of the fireworks had disappeared.

"Did you like it?"

Yan Han freed a hand to caress their son’s head. In his current state, whether his expression, behavior or tone, he was so tender it seemed water could drip from him.

It was hard to believe this was the man who never let anyone into his sight, none other than the Yan Han of L City.

"Yes! It was really, really beautiful!"

The little boy nodded vigorously then lifted his face to Zhu Qianying and asked, "Mommy, did you think it was beautiful?"

Zhu Qianying, who had never watched fireworks from such a close distance before, had finally regained her senses from the shock. Looking down at her son, she smiled and nodded, "Mmm... beautiful! It’s just a little bit less beautiful than my baby boy..."

The little boy seemed very satisfied with Zhu Qianying’s answer and responded, "Yes, it was very beautiful, just a bit less beautiful than my mommy..."

The skills and mastery this mother and son duo exhibit in flattering each other is simply peerless.

The elders over there, after enjoying the fireworks, started to chatter about their old times. Their attention did not seem to be drawn by the family of three on this side.

The little boy, nestled in Zhu Qianying’s arms, savored the moment for a while and then suddenly seemed to remember something. He jumped up from her arms.

Zhu Qianying, who had forced herself to stay awake until the end of the fireworks and was cuddling the little boy in the warm embrace of Yan Han, quickly started dozing off again. So when the little boy jumped out, she was nearly scared to death.

Next, she saw her son’s chubby hand reach out in front of her and Yan Han, "Where is my little boy’s new year’s money?"

Zhu Qianying was stunned. She had prepared a red envelope, but it was kept in the guest room. Who could have expected that they would be tricked into coming over here by Eldest Young Master Yan right after dinner?

Just as she was thinking about explaining to her son and giving him the money later, two bright red envelopes were safely placed in her son’s chubby hand.

"Here, this is the New Year’s money from Daddy and Mommy. In the new year, you need to behave, okay?"

The little boy held up the red envelope happily, gratefully bowed down to Zhu Qianying and Young Master Yan, "Thank you, Daddy and Mommy!"

Having bowed, he then voluntarily hopped over to give Zhu Qianying and Young Master Yan each a peck on the face.

Just a few days ago, Zhu Qianying was silently mourning for Eldest Young Master Yan because of the little boy’s unabashed disdain and rejection of Young Master Yan. She thought it would take a long time before Young Master Yan could truly earn the trust and affection of the little boy.

But now, it seemed that she was worrying too much. The relationship between the two men was quite good, wasn’t it?

Perhaps it was because Young Master Yan was too detestable earlier, causing Zhu Qianying to feel extremely imbalanced psychologically at the moment. Seeing her son being nice to him, she couldn’t help but feel disgruntled.

The little boy, ignorant of his mother’s inner turmoil, put the red envelope carefully into his coat pocket after expressing his gratitude. He then happily hopped away to ask his grandparents and his mother-in-law for New Year’s money.

"You’re really good at winning over people..." Zhu Qianying said coldly to Eldest Young Master Yan as her son ran off. She pushed him away and laid down on the floor directly, pulled the quilt over herself, closed her eyes and tried to sleep.

Young Master Yan also lay down sideways, propping his head up with his hand as he looked at her.

"It’s because I care that I want to win over," he said, gently moving a few strands of hair from her forehead.

Zhu Qianying didn’t make a sound and still kept her eyes closed. She wanted to sort out everything that happened that night. However, clouded by intoxication, her mind couldn’t function, and she fell into a deep sleep unknowingly.

...

The next morning, when Zhu Qianying woke up, she found herself nestling in a warm embrace.

This feeling seemed familiar.

But again, it seems that this kind of feeling was a thing of the distant past.

"Morning! Awake?"

The man’s deep and pleasant voice sounded in her ear, followed by the warm touch of his lips on her forehead!

Fuck! What is going on?

Zhu Qianying closed her eyes again, trying to calm herself down first!

"What, trying to deny after you’ve done it?"

Done? What did I do?

Yan Han’s teasing made Zhu Qianying, who was suffering from a hangover, feel an even worse headache!