Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 210: A Teenager’s Son

Liu Changqing’s words made Lan Yixian feel as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart.

She lowered her gaze, staring at the floor, and a slow smile spread across her face.

Because she had her head down, Liu Changqing didn’t catch her expression. He simply turned back into his room and carefully put away the money Lan Yixian had given him. Then, he rummaged through his wardrobe, changed into a fresh set of clothes, and only after finishing did he open the bedroom door and step out again.

Lan Yixian was still standing there.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Changqing went to the bathroom, grabbed a spare towel, and handed it to her.

“Here, dry yourself.”

“Thanks.”

Lan Yixian took the towel, cupping it in her hands as she gently wiped her face. Then… she slowly moved on to drying her hair.

Watching her, Liu Changqing remained silent for a moment before asking, “The breakfast shop wasn’t open today?”

“Nope…”

Her hands paused as she looked up at him.

“You were the one who said it—work should have a balance of effort and rest.”

“You sure remember that well…”

Liu Changqing shifted his gaze away from Lan Yixian and glanced around the room before turning back to her with a slightly puzzled expression.

“When you got here… my son wasn’t home?”

“He probably went to study with my daughter.”

“…What?”

Liu Changqing froze at her response.

Seeing his stunned expression, Lan Yixian was a bit confused. She took a step forward, tilted her head up, and looked at him.

“What’s wrong?”

“Wait… You’re saying my son went to study with your daughter?”

“Mhm…”

Lan Yixian nodded, then seemed to remember something. She pulled the towel off her head and held it in her hands, a smile appearing on her face.

“Zhiyue is such a good kid. During summer vacation, he came over every day to help me at the shop. He’s great at studying too. I don’t really understand much, but I see my daughter asking him for help at home now and then… Haha, Zhiyue is a lot like you in that way.”

“Summer vacation… every day…”

Liu Changqing’s brows gradually furrowed as he stared at the smiling Lan Yixian. His expression grew serious as he pieced things together.

No wonder Zhiyue refused to go to the company with him during summer break. And every time, he insisted on staying home alone.

That little brat…

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Lan Yixian’s smile started to fade.

Seeing Liu Changqing’s tightly furrowed brows, she suddenly felt uneasy. It was as if something serious had happened.

“Is everything okay at work? You don’t look too happy…”

“No, no, it’s nothing. Just thinking about something… Oh, by the way, you didn’t bring an umbrella, did you? I’ll drive you home.”

Liu Changqing glanced out the window at the sound of rain. Then, turning back to her, he continued, “You’re soaked. You should go back and change into dry clothes.”

“Won’t that be too much trouble for you?”

“It’s no trouble. I also need to check if my son is at your place.”

Zhou Shiyan crouched down, holding a small brush in her hand as she lightly scrubbed the sides of Liu Zhiyue’s shoes.

Because of the rain outside, his sneakers had gotten covered in mud on the way over, leaving them looking filthy.

Zhou Shiyan didn’t say much about it. She just grabbed the brush, gave them a few swipes, then wiped them down with an old rag.

Liu Zhiyue didn’t move, only lowering his head slightly to watch her.

“By the way, where’s Aunt Lan?”

“She went out for something.”

Zhou Shiyan stood up, put the brush and rag back where they belonged, then washed her hands and dried them with a towel.

She walked over to Liu Zhiyue and sat down beside him.

They were sitting close—very close.

Staring straight ahead, Zhou Shiyan was silent for a moment before asking, “It’s raining so much today. Why did you still come over?”

“It’s boring being home alone… My little sister went to dance practice, my dad had some work stuff to deal with, so he went out too. I didn’t want to just sit at home by myself.”

As he spoke, Liu Zhiyue turned to look at Zhou Shiyan beside him.

“Yesterday, during my morning run, I saw Ah Huang… He’s gotten a lot bigger.”

Hearing him mention Ah Huang, a subtle glimmer of happiness flashed through Zhou Shiyan’s otherwise indifferent eyes.

She gave a tiny nod and murmured in an almost inaudible voice, “That’s great…”

Even though she spoke softly, Liu Zhiyue caught every word.

A trace of joy flickered across his face, and as if subconsciously, he braced his hands against the bed and leaned slightly toward Zhou Shiyan.

“He’s a lot chubbier now than when we first saw him. If it doesn’t rain tomorrow, I’ll ask Grandpa if we can take him out for a walk.”

“Mhm.”

Hearing her response, Liu Zhiyue couldn’t help but smile.

Zhou Shiyan was silent for a moment, then slowly turned her head to look at him.

At that exact moment, Liu Zhiyue also happened to be looking at her.

One taller, one shorter—their height difference was apparent, but their gazes locked perfectly.

Time seemed to freeze.

Liu Zhiyue realized that no matter how many times he looked into Zhou Shiyan’s eyes, they always seemed incredibly beautiful.

The atmosphere shifted—something about it felt strange.

Liu Zhiyue could feel it too. He had the odd sense that something was changing within him.

Looking at Zhou Shiyan, his lips parted slightly. His body, almost imperceptibly, leaned in closer…

Slowly, slowly…

Click.

The sound of a door unlocking snapped him out of his daze.

Liu Zhiyue immediately sat up straight, his eyes darting around in a panic before forcing himself to calm down.

The door opened.

Liu Changqing was the first to step inside.

The moment his eyes landed on the two of them sitting on the bed, his expression shifted from shock to pure disbelief.

Liu Zhiyue mirrored his reaction.

He stared at Liu Changqing, his face filled with surprise, his lips trembling like a child caught red-handed.

“D-Dad… What are you doing here?”

Outside, Lan Yixian struggled to pull the key out of the lock, then quickly stepped into the room.

Her gaze swept over Liu Zhiyue and Zhou Shiyan sitting on the bed, then at Liu Changqing’s intense stare at his son.

She had no idea why the two of them looked like they had just seen a ghost…