Chapter 81: The Little Follower of the Wealthy Young Master (Part 2)
Yu Lin was sitting on Zhao Yanjing’s lap, holding a box of small cakes in his hand. He was eating with his head down, and the collar of his shirt was slightly folded out from the inside. Zhao Yanjing raised his hand to straighten it for him.
He lowered his eyes to look, and Zhao Yanjing’s thin eyelids lifted slightly, and he looked at him with a half-smile. Yu Lin pressed his lips together lightly, and he felt his ears burning.
After all, he was a first-grade elementary school student, and he was already at an age where he could distinguish his environment. He was sitting on Zhao Yanjing’s lap, and gazes from all directions were falling on him, and they were sizing him up implicitly.
While he was feeling the pride of being the center of attention, he also felt a slight sense of shame when he came into contact with some disdainful and cold gazes.
He liked the feeling of being high and mighty and having power, but he was also unwilling to be looked down upon by others.
He pressed his lips together and ate the small cake, and his little face was tense, and his expression was placid, and his eyes were clear and cold, but in fact, his small movements had already exposed his thoughts. Zhao Yanjing was leaning against the sofa and was watching him eat, and he would occasionally raise his hand to wipe his mouth, and the more he looked, the more interesting he found it.
Chu Qiuwang also found it fun, and he was talking to Zhao Yanjing from time to time. He supported his chin and came over, and he looked at the small Yu Lin, who was curled up in Zhao Yanjing’s arms and was munching on his food, and he asked with a smile, “Little baby, come and let me hold you too?”
He opened his arms, and his features were handsome, and his expression was flying.
It wasn’t that he was really interested, but he just thought it was fun, and he wanted to pet his brother’s cat.
But the cat recognized its owner. It shot him a cold glance, turned around, and at the same time, it pressed its lips together, and as if it were not at ease, it lifted Zhao Yanjing’s wrist and wrapped it around its own waist.
Yu Lin was still getting used to his physical attributes, and he was holding back the urge to scratch, and he was unwilling to be held by a stranger.
Looking at his uncooperative back, Chu Qiuwang looked at Zhao Yanjing in surprise, but he saw that Zhao Yanjing had raised his eyebrows slightly, and he had glanced at the wrist that was being held. Not only was he not angry at being ordered, but he had let out a low laugh with an unknown meaning.
Chu Qiuwang: “…”
Chu Qiuwang did not dare to say that he thought that Zhao Yanjing was done for this time.
No one knew about the interlude that had happened between the two future rulers of Mingcheng, but those with sharp eyes had already seen that Yu Lin had caught Zhao Yanjing’s eye.
The children who had grown up in these families were the best at judging the situation. In less than a while, they had already started to call him “Little Young Master Yu.”
Yu Lin had been sitting in Zhao Yanjing’s arms and had been watching the banquet hall. His expression was quiet, and his eyes were cold and distant, and he looked as if he had no reaction. Only he himself could feel that he was very pleased, and he was lightly hooking Zhao Yanjing’s little finger and not letting go.
Being held by the little baby’s little finger and not letting go, and he was acting spoiled, Zhao Yanjing did not leave either, and he lazily leaned against the sofa and played with him.
With him sitting there, even the most clueless would not come up and spoil the fun.
The banquet hall was noisy, and the lights were flickering. It was not until the little baby in his arms had gotten sleepy, and he was holding his hand, and he was constantly dozing off, and his head was drooping low, that Zhao Yanjing had leaned over.
He lowered his eyes to look, and he saw that the little baby was so sleepy that there were water droplets on his eyelashes, and his chin was resting on his arm. He raised his hand lightly and held Yu Lin’s soft cheek. “Are you sleepy?”
Yu Lin nodded, and his eyelashes lifted slightly, and his large eyes looked at him with a little reluctance.
He was reluctant to part with Zhao Yanjing, and he was also reluctant to be held up by the crowd tonight.
Zhao Yanjing looked at him and found it particularly fun. His eyelids were thin, and his features were deep. He was already very charming at a young age. He relaxed and leaned back, and his fingers lifted, and they threaded through Yu Lin’s soft hair and ruffled it.
After a while, he asked in a low voice, “You can’t bear to part with me?”
Yu Lin pressed his lips together and looked at him, and his light-colored eyes lifted. After a moment of hesitation, he nodded lightly.
His soft little hand was still by his side, and it was hanging down on his wrist. Zhao Yanjing glanced at it, and he had a smile on his face.
He had a proper appearance, and his happiness and anger could not be seen. It was as if he did not care about the child’s answer, but when he heard that it was only him, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
In the end, he nodded lightly, pinched Yu Lin’s cheek, and as if he could not do anything about him, he nodded. “Okay.”
After the banquet, the number one luxury car in Mingcheng drove out of the garage and slipped into the endless night.
The car was quiet and spacious. Yu Lin was lying in Zhao Yanjing’s arms, sleeping quietly.
Zhao Yanjing was holding him with one hand, and his other hand was lazily resting on the car window. The flickering traffic outside the window was passing through the market, illuminating his face.
He was the type to do everything perfectly. Whether it was making a decision or planning to raise a person, he would do his best and strive for perfection.
The car was on the road, and Mrs. Chen had called in the middle of it. The other end was also full of high and low voices. She had just finished her work, and she had heard that Zhao Yanjing had made a decision.
Mrs. Chen was hesitant, and her voice was helpless. “I hope you can have some friends.” But I don’t want you to snatch someone else’s child and raise him.
“I’ve asked.” Zhao Yanjing opened his mouth with a calm expression, and the sound of car horns was heard in the deep night.
He raised his hand, and he lightly rested it on the sleeping child’s ear. He saw that the person was sleeping soundly, and he was unconsciously holding his wrist, and his cheeks were soft and were pressed against him, and his eyelashes were very soft and long.
Zhao Yanjing paused for a moment, pinched his face, and let out a low laugh. “Mom, you don’t know how much he likes me.”
Mrs. Chen: “…”
The car drove all the way forward, and it crossed half of the city, and it reached the entrance of the Yu family.
The rich area of the city was roughly concentrated in a few of the same directions. The Yu family, as a supplier, was not in this category. The family lived in a small villa in Yanwan. As for the banquet tonight, Yu Tianrong had no right to participate at all.
When Zhao Yanjing had arrived, their family was having dinner, and they had no idea what had happened.
Yu Tianrong had a son with his ex-wife, but he did not attach importance to him. When he was sent to the Zhao family at night, he had only thought that he had gotten a little of his ex-wife’s favor, and he did not think that this inconspicuous child would have any good fortune.
Hearing that he was back, he had at first not known the inside story, and he had just said that he knew and had sent him away. He had been playing with his son and daughter at the dinner table, and it was not until the auntie had come over and had said that the young master of the Zhao family was asking what the little young master had brought, that he had felt that something was wrong.
Yu Tianrong frowned and asked the auntie, “What young master of the Zhao family?”
The auntie had told him about the one at the banquet, and only then did he know that Zhao Yanjing had come back with his son.
Yu Tianrong’s back was immediately wet, and he was sweating as he ran out. Zhao Yanjing was young, but his status was not something to be trifled with. He had left him out in the cold, and tomorrow, he could be packed up and kicked out of Mingcheng.
His wife saw that he was anxious, and she did not understand. She held her son and followed behind him, and she would ask him from time to time, “What’s wrong?”
Hearing that he had said that Zhao Yanjing had come, the family had hurried to the door to welcome Zhao Yanjing.
But when they saw him, it was not the case.
Zhao Yanjing had no intention of paying any attention to them at all.
The Zhao family’s car was parked low-key at the door, and the body of the car was slightly shining from the streetlights. A little bit of green grass was sprouting on the side of the road, and it looked hazy in the warm yellow light.
Zhao Yanjing’s car window was half-down, and only a little of his silhouette was revealed. The young man’s calm features were in the night, and he looked as if he were coaxing someone.
In fact, he was waking him up.
Yu Lin was young, and he did not know when he had arrived at the Yu family. He was still lying on him and was sleeping soundly. Zhao Yanjing reached out and rested his hand by his eyes, and his palm was very itchy from the eyelashes.
Zhao Yanjing had had a whim to raise him, but he had to go through his parents first, so he had brought him back.
However, after he had looked at his family situation on the way, Zhao Yanjing did not want to do this anymore.
To be raised in such a place was not as good as going with him.
The Yu family did not attach importance to Yu Lin, and the child did not have many things. Zhao Yanjing did not say much, but just let someone go in and pack.
Yu Tianrong had heard the whole story, and he was being servile on the side, and he was afraid that there would be any lack of consideration.
He did not have any reluctance to send his son away, but only the eagerness to please Zhao Yanjing.
Yu Lin was extremely sleepy and was lying in Zhao Yanjing’s arms and was sleeping. At first, Zhao Yanjing had still gently pinched his face, and in his dazed and muffled voice, he had ruffled his cheek and had teased him.
He had asked him what he wanted to bring, and if there was anyone he was reluctant to part with, and he had told him to be obedient in the future, and that he would bring him back to see them.
But the little baby was so sleepy that he was swaying, and he would only hold his wrist and nuzzle him, and he would look up with his sleepy eyes, and after thinking for a while, his beautiful eyes were filled with daze and confusion.
He was nuzzling Zhao Yanjing’s wrist, and he shook his head with sleepiness. “No, brother. I don’t like anyone. I’m not reluctant to part with anyone.”
Zhao Yanjing looked at him, and his thin eyelids were lowered. He was not the type to always think of others, but suddenly, he felt that he should not have woken Yu Lin up.
After a pause, he grunted, “En,” and his fingers lifted slightly, and he pressed the back of Yu Lin’s neck, and he pressed him back into his arms. “It’s fine. Go back to sleep.”
Yu Lin held his neck, and his chin came over softly.
After a while, Yu Tianrong personally brought the auntie over, and in his hand was the packed luggage.
Yu Lin did not have many things in the Yu family. Besides his clothes, there was only a goose that he would hold to sleep.
The goose had been held for too long, and the thread had come off, and it looked a little old. It was lying quietly on his bed, and it was out of place with the magnificent villa. The auntie hesitated for a moment and brought it for him.
Zhao Yanjing was holding this goose, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
The auntie stood on the side, and after a moment of hesitation, she muttered, “A’Lin can only fall asleep when he’s holding this.”
Zhao Yanjing paused for a moment, and he glanced at Yu Lin, who was sleeping soundly on his wrist, and he still brought it for him.
After a round of packing, it was even simpler than he had imagined.
Yu Tianrong was standing on the side, and he was instructing him in a low voice, but he was not asking Zhao Yanjing to be good to Yu Lin in the future, but he was muttering, and he kept saying that if there was anything wrong with Yu Lin, Zhao Yanjing could just discipline him, and he did not have to be polite.
The man’s fawning voice fell into the hazy night.
Zhao Yanjing’s eyelids were lowered, and his gaze was cold and thin. His fingers were on his chin, and his gaze was casually on the void, and he didn’t know if he had heard.
He did not answer, and only the Zhao family’s driver was standing outside and was negotiating. After they had brought all the things, it was already not early.
Zhao Yanjing was sitting in the car, and for half the night, he had not looked out once, and the half-open car window had not been fully lowered.
The inside could not be seen clearly from the outside, and it was only known that it was luxurious and spacious, and it was full of a noble air, as if it were another, completely strange and fascinating world.
Yu Lin’s stepmother was holding his younger brother, and through the car window, she looked over in the night, and she squinted her eyes, and her meaning was unclear.
She was a little envious, a little jealous, and also a little indescribable malice.
As if this trip was a long and arduous one, and the inconspicuous stepson would have a rough life, at least not as good as her child.
This thought was light and piercing, as if only in this way could the people who were left behind be a little more comfortable.
The few remaining gazes of the Yu family were left behind as the car moved forward, and they were blurred by the streetlights.
Yu Lin was a little full from sleep, and he slowly climbed up, and he was lying on the car window and was looking out.
His features were quiet, and his small hand was on Zhao Yanjing’s side, and he was quietly looking out, and his eyelashes were raised, and his gaze was cold and distant.
Zhao Yanjing was holding him, and his arm was lightly resting on the car window for him to rest on. He looked at his gaze, and after a pause, he suddenly raised his hand, and he covered his eyes, and he said placidly, “Don’t look. I’ll raise you in the future.”
The car horn sounded, and it slowly drove into the street.
Yu Lin’s large eyes lifted slightly, and his eyelashes fluttered. He looked at Zhao Yanjing, and after a long while, he nodded lightly, and his cheek nuzzled Zhao Yanjing’s wrist.
Zhao Yanjing looked down at him. This whole thing tonight was actually a whim.
He himself had not expected that he would raise him for more than twenty years.