Chapter 2 – Perverted Idea

The master of the family hurried back in time for dinner.

During the day, he had taken the time to get a marriage certificate with Lin Zhishui, then sent him home and hurried back to work. He Yan’s expression right now didn’t look very good.

As soon as they got their license today, a few photos of his meeting with Yan Qing broke out recklessly on Weibo, and it even reached trending status. 

Although it was removed after just a few minutes, it was inevitable that someone would raise this matter.

When Lin Zhishui came downstairs, He Yan was still talking on the phone. His expression looked very bad, and he was scolding his subordinates on the phone. Lin Zhishui shrunk back and suddenly remembered the scene when he had met He-dage before.

Lin Zhishui really didn’t remember the childhood event that Mrs. Lin had talked about, but he remembered especially clearly that in his freshman year, He Yan had gotten onstage to give a speech as a brilliant figure of the school, and so many people below had screamed for him.

Lin Zhishui silently looked at the man reciting the speech that he had prepared long ago. Lin Zhishui had written that speech, and if he had known it was for He-dage, he would have written it more carefully.

It was their first meeting after more than ten years.

Although He-dage might not recognize him anymore, since then, he had lived inside Lin Zhishui’s heart. 

“He-dage…” Lin Zhishui grabbed at his clothes and was at a bit at a loss. Hearing the sound of the car, he had rushed down without any slippers on his feet, and his pale and tender feet stepped directly onto the carpet.

Although it wasn’t cold yet, he still curled up his toes.

He Yan’s straight back stiffened for a moment, and after giving orders to the other end of the phone, he turned his head. 

“Why did you come down? Are you hungry?” The change in his expression was so fast that even the housekeeper, who was hiding at the door and peeping inside, was clicking his tongue in amazement. 

“No…no, I heard you coming back and wanted to see you first.” Lin Zhishui stood there with his head down. His toes couldn’t help curling, his face was a bit flushed, and he regretted being so impulsive.

He Yan looked up at him. He guessed that this kid barely reached above his shoulder. He currently had the appearance of a child who had made a mistake, and He Yan’s heart softened.

He thought of what Grandpa Ye had said, that the eldest son of the Lin family was from Mrs. Lin’s previous deceased husband, and they had nearly refused to let him stay. It was actually Mr. Lin who “mercifully” let the child of his wife’s previous husband remain with them. 

Therefore, Lin Zhishui was not favored in the Lin family, and was pretty much invisible. 

Lin Zhishui discovered that He Yan was looking at him and was beside himself with embarrassment, a sense of shame creeping up in his heart. He couldn’t help but step back, and didn’t even dare to look up.

He Yan’s eyes fell on the kid’s pale feet. The carpet on the ground was gray and the lights were on in the room, and he felt that Lin Zhisui’s feet were so pale that they were a little reflective. He licked his back molars, and his fingers itched a bit.

If it was his little brother who always deserved a beating, he probably wouldn’t even care. 

But the man in front of him was his legal partner. He Yan’s gaze changed, and his tone was a little stiff. “How come you aren’t wearing slippers?”

“Ah… I… I…” Lin Zhishui shrank back again, and he hated that he couldn’t hide his feet under the carpet.

He Yan thought, People can be delicate, but how are his feet even so delicate?

The housekeeper hid at the door. At this time, he should respectfully hand over Madam’s slippers, but now, he decided to leave this opportunity to Sir.

He Yan directly stood up and took a pair of his own slippers from the cabinet. Lin Zhishui’s slippers were on the upper floor, and they had bought him some pink ones with bunnies or something? His brow furrowed, and he couldn’t help doubting his assistant’s preferences.

He Yan’s feet were a little bigger than Lin Zhishui’s. He grabbed Lin Zhishui’s ankle, and the kid’s ankle was also very thin. He had no doubt that if he used some force, he would break it.

Lin Zhishui shrunk back as if he had been scalded. When he lowered his head, he could see the back of He Yan’s neck and other scenery along the collar of his shirt.

Realizing where his eyes had lingered, Lin Zhishui immediately turned his head away.

No…not good, I’ll have a nosebleed if I keep looking.

He Yan’s shoes were a little too big, but fortunately, they were just slippers.

Lin Zhishui curled his toes a bit and walked two steps. The flip-flop sounds were particularly loud in the empty house, and he thanked He Yan with a bit of embarrassment. 

He Yan felt his hands grow more itchy, but he resisted.

At the dinner table, the housekeeper had specially asked the kitchen to prepare dishes with meat and vegetables.

Although Lin Zhishui said he wasn’t picky about food, he sneakily glanced at He Yan, and then picked out the carrots, bok choy, mushrooms, braised meat, and chicken legs….

The housekeeper, who watched silently from the side, noted down Madam’s preferences. It seemed that he wasn’t just a little picky with food, no wonder he was so thin. 

He Yan adhered to the good habits of eating and sleeping without speaking. However, when he saw that the person opposite was picking out just potatoes and diced chicken, he frowned and coughed.

Lin Zhishui’s hand picking out the vegetables shook, and he forced himself to eat some bok choy.

It tastes awful.

He frowned, not able to conceal his dislike of bok choy.

He Yan thought it was a little funny as soon as he frowned. He hadn’t expected that this cute, well-behaved looking child would be so picky. Their chef was pretty good, and He Ting usually ate ravenously when he was at home, but this kid ate less than himself.

Inexplicably, his appetite had increased a little.

He coughed again.

Lin Zhishui looked at him in a wronged fashion, and then took a bite of carrots.

Carrots are also super not tasty!

At the end of the meal, He Yan had eaten 50% more than usual, and Lin Zhishui also ate 50% more than usual under the He-dage’s imposing air.

His portion wasn’t much, but he still felt a bit overly full right now. He belched and looked at He Yan with some embarrassment.

The light in the hall was warm yellow, which reduced the sense of alienation and added a little warmth.

If they could continue like this in the future, he would be very satisfied.

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Lin Zhishui sat on the sofa, his hands on his knees unconsciously clenched into two fists, a little nervous.

In front of him was their post-nuptial agreement. 

“Look and see what needs to be modified.” He Yan’s shirt collar had two buttons undone, revealing his sexy collarbone.

Lin Zhishui’s gaze stopped for a moment, and he immediately lowered his head.

The contract didn’t mention getting divorced by mutual agreement, and Lin Zhishui was happy for a while. When he saw the words “sleeping in separate rooms,” the light in his eyes suddenly went out.

How long were they going to sleep in separate rooms?

Lin Zhishui’s eyes flashed, and an idea came to his mind.

He Yan felt that this kid was really well-behaved. When he lowered his head, his pale neck was exposed, his soft hair fell forward, and his scarlet earlobes were exposed.

Tch, inexplicably his hands began to itch.

After a while, the kid suddenly looked up, and there seemed to be some…tears?

The kid widened his eyes and carefully also added a bit of a nasal tone in his voice, “He-dage… Can we…not sleep in separate rooms, I’m scared of the dark…”

He sniffed, looking particularly wronged.

The word crap appeared in He Yan’s heart for no reason. 

After living for 28 years, he didn’t know that he could have such a feeling. He had no idea what to do. It was like his heart had been hit, and he couldn’t even control his hands. He wanted to rub his head, or…make his eyes even more red with tears.

This perverted idea was suppressed by him as soon as it came up.

He regarded Lin Zhishui as a little brother. Although it was only a temporary relationship, at least he still had to treat him like a little brother. 

Lin Zhishui was seven years younger than himself. He couldn’t be this beastly. 

He couldn’t be even worse than a beast. 

Thinking of this, He Yan had a bit of a headache.

Before he opened his mouth, the kid sniffled. He saw that the tip of the kid’s nose was also red, and because his skin was pale, it made the red even more obvious. 

He looked even more adorable, and made people want to bully him even more. 

“He-dage… You… Am I troubling you…” Lin Zhishui stammered, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

The only child He Yan had dealt with in his life was He Ting, but He Ting was different from Lin Zhishui. He Ting had always been full of mischief, and if there was any problem, you could just hit him and he’d be fine. 

He couldn’t do that with Lin Zhishui. 

He would have to dote on him and coax him. 

He had never learned how to coax a little brother. 

In the past, after beating up He Ting, he only needed to give him some pocket money to resolve the issue, but He Yan vaguely felt that this wouldn’t work with Lin Zhishui

He was silent for a moment. Before the tears in Lin Zhishui’s eyes fell, he shook his head decisively. However, this action was really not in line with his image as a domineering president before, and it looked a bit strange. 

“Don’t overthink it. You’re still young, and we can…take our time.” By “take their time,” he thought at least one year, maybe two, but definitely not now. 

In a few months, He Yan would want to slap his self from this moment who said to let him take his time.

Lin Zhishui sniffled again and whispered, “Oh.”

He Yan heard grievance and blame in this word.

Kids had to be doted on. 

So, he then changed the subject very abruptly.

“There are surprises in the room,” he said stiffly.

He decided to buy a night light for the kid.

Lin Zhishui still had some regrets, and he sniffled again, but when he heard the word “surprise,” his eyes lit up, and then he dragged He Yan’s slippers, trying to take He-dage with him to also see the surprise. 

Anyway, they were living under the same roof, and sooner or later, they would sleep in the same room. 

Because he had just cried, Lin Zhishui’s cheeks were also flushed, and he looked even cuter. He showed a very bright smile to He Yan.

He Yan drew in a deep breath.

Lin Zhishui grabbed his arm, his heart thumping, and ran quickly to the upstairs bedroom.

Ahhh I grasped it!

He-dage’s hand is warm and strong. 

Lin Zhishui felt that he was about to stop breathing. 

The author has something to say:

Right now he’s wearing his slippers, and later, he’ll be wearing his clothes (#^.^#)

Old Dog He: I shed tears for the flag I pulled up

How do you guys like this story QAQ

Juurensha: Hehehe, little cutie attempting to act pitiful and trick He-dage into the same room!

 

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