Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 212: Inside the House
Back at the house, Liu Zhiyue followed closely behind his father, his gaze unconsciously drifting toward Zhou Shiyan.
Then, as if he had been electrocuted, he quickly looked away.
At first, his mind had been clear.
But after his father’s words earlier, for some reason, when he saw Zhou Shiyan again, his eyes instinctively started to wander downward.
She was wearing a pair of small sandals.
Liu Zhiyue’s gaze landed on her feet.
After a few seconds, he quickly averted his eyes.
Her feet… are really pretty…
Oblivious to his son’s inner thoughts, Liu Changqing turned to Lan Yixian and said, “Since my son’s at your place, I can rest easy. If there’s nothing else, I’ll—”
“I’m going back too.”
Liu Zhiyue suddenly interrupted.
Liu Changqing was caught off guard. He turned to his son, noticing the lingering redness on his face. Though puzzled, he didn’t ask about it on the spot.
“Alright… let’s go together.”
“You’re not staying for lunch?”
Lan Yixian hadn’t expected both father and son to leave so abruptly. After a brief moment of surprise, she quickly asked.
Hearing her, Liu Changqing smiled and politely declined.
“No, I have something to do this afternoon.”
“…Alright. Zhiyue, you’re leaving too?”
“Yeah.”
Liu Zhiyue nodded in response.
There wasn’t much else to say. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Lan Yixian watched as Liu Changqing and his son, with his backpack in hand, left the building and drove away.
Zhou Shiyan stood beside her mother, also watching the car disappear from sight.
After a moment, she spoke.
“Let’s go back inside.”
“Mhm.”
Lan Yixian smiled as she responded to her daughter.
This morning, the moment she finished paying off all her debts, the heavy weight in her heart finally disappeared.
Now, when she faced Liu Changqing, she no longer saw him as a creditor.
They were equals.
She looked up at the sky.
Even though all she could see was the heavy downpour and the dark, oppressive clouds…
The stars…
They were still there.
Weren’t they?
When Liu Changqing returned home and opened the door, he was surprised to see An Yuanyao drying their daughter’s hair.
A little confused, he changed into his slippers.
Liu Zhiyue followed behind, carrying his backpack.
After putting on his slippers, Liu Changqing looked at An Yuanyao, who was still busy drying Liu Xiazhi’s hair. He asked, puzzled, “Why are you back early?”
“The rain was getting heavier, and the weather report said it would last for a while. I was worried the roads would flood, and you’d have trouble picking us up, so we took a taxi home.”
An Yuanyao explained as she continued rubbing the towel against their daughter’s long hair.
Since both she and Liu Xiazhi had gotten a little wet on the way back, they had taken a bath together.
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She hadn’t even had time to dry Liu Xiazhi’s hair properly when Liu Changqing arrived home.
After finishing, she folded the towel and casually asked, “By the way, who used the towel in the bathroom?”
“…The towel?”
Liu Changqing was momentarily caught off guard, not immediately understanding what she was referring to.
Then, as he looked at An Yuanyao’s face, he paused before replying.
“Oh… Lan Yixian came over earlier.”
“Lan Yixian?”
An Yuanyao’s grip on the towel tightened slightly as she stared at him.
“What did she come for?”
“To pay back the money. I told you about it last time.”
As he spoke, Liu Changqing walked over to her. Behind him, Liu Zhiyue had already changed into his slippers and, without saying a word, went straight to his room.
Standing before An Yuanyao, Liu Changqing reached out and patted their daughter’s head.
“Be good. Go dry your hair with the blow dryer.”
“Okay~”
Liu Xiazhi responded cheerfully before running off to the bathroom.
A moment later, the sound of the hairdryer filled the air.
An Yuanyao’s expression carried a trace of concern.
She looked at Liu Changqing with a bit of nervousness, as if she was afraid of hearing something she didn’t want to know.
After confirming that both children were out of earshot, she hesitated for a moment before finally asking,
“She could’ve just transferred the money to your account. Why did she have to come in person…?”
“She doesn’t know my account number. Plus, she was on her way after withdrawing the money, so she just stopped by. Don’t overthink it.”
“I’m not overthinking…”
Despite her words, her expression said otherwise—she was clearly unhappy.
Seeing this, Liu Changqing couldn’t help but feel amused.
He stepped closer.
His eyes flicked briefly toward the closed door of his son’s room and the bathroom, where the hairdryer was still running.
Confirming that neither child would notice, he reached out, wrapped an arm around An Yuanyao’s waist, and pulled her toward him.
Caught off guard, An Yuanyao let out a startled gasp as she was pulled into his embrace.
Her hands, still holding the towel, pressed against his chest. She lifted her head, looking up at him in surprise.
“You…”
“I told you, I’m not lying to you.”
“I… I never said I didn’t believe you…”
Flustered by his gaze, An Yuanyao’s heartbeat quickened.
She instinctively avoided eye contact and lightly pushed against his chest, lowering her voice.
“Let go… What if Xiazhi sees…”
“She takes forever to dry her hair.”
Liu Changqing leaned in and murmured into her ear.
Then, the arm around her waist moved upward, his hand gripping her shoulder.
Bending down, he slid his other arm under her legs and effortlessly lifted her into a bridal carry.
The sudden action completely startled An Yuanyao.
“Ah—!”
She let out a small cry, and in her panic, the towel in her hand slipped to the floor.
Flustered, she instinctively wrapped her arms around Liu Changqing’s neck, clinging tightly to him.
Their eyes met.
An Yuanyao looked at him, her lips slightly parted, her breath coming faster.
The longer she stared at this man, the deeper she felt herself falling.
Ever since they confirmed their relationship, she knew exactly what was going to happen next.
Even though this wasn’t the first time… she still felt a bit shy about it.
Tightening her arms around his neck, she hesitated before leaning in, whispering softly into his ear.
“…Inside…”
