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“Why are you glaring at me? Am I wrong?”
Xiao Xue was straightforward with her words.
“Yin Hanyu, if you don’t handle this properly and let my dear baby suffer, I’ll take Youyou away, and you’ll never find her again.”
Yin Hanyu instantly panicked and quickly pulled Lin Qingyou closer to him.
“Youyou, don’t go with her!”
“I’ll handle it, I…”
“I won’t leave,” Lin Qingyou reassured him, gently touching his face.
“Don’t be afraid, just trust me.”
But Yin Hanyu still couldn’t relax.
Even during their hotpot dinner, he was completely absent-minded. He held onto Lin Qingyou’s hand tightly, not even letting go while picking up food.
Later, when Lin Qingyou was about to head back to her own place to sleep, he hugged her even tighter.
“Youyou, can you sleep with me tonight?”
Lin Qingyou chuckled, “Back then, whenever I stayed over, you always made sure to send me back in the middle of the night.”
Yin Hanyu’s expression turned a little awkward.
“That’s because you sleep so restlessly… and it, uh, made me react.”
Lin Qingyou: “…”
(╯□╰) (╯□╰) (╯□╰)
She never expected that to be the reason?!
“Well, I never said I was unwilling,” she teased.
“If you had a reaction, shouldn’t you have just… you know, taken responsibility instead of sending me away?”
Yin Hanyu’s ears instantly turned red.
“Without marriage, that… it just doesn’t feel right to me.”
Lin Qingyou: “…”
Xiao San was right—Yin Hanyu was truly old-fashioned.
But she liked this old-fashioned man.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him sweetly.
“But we’ve already been intimate, haven’t we?”
Yin Hanyu frowned, his eyes filled with guilt and pain.
“That was an accident. It wasn’t your choice… That time, I let you down.”
That’s why he had to be even more careful and respectful moving forward.
For men, physical intimacy might just be a fleeting pleasure, but for women, it was much more than that.
“But we still aren’t married,” Lin Qingyou pointed out.
Even though Yin Hanyu had promised to get their marriage certificate, the Civil Affairs Bureau was already closed by the time they got there that day.
And afterward, his injured leg kept him from going out, and Lin Qingyou wouldn’t let him leave the house.
So technically, they still hadn’t registered their marriage.
Yin Hanyu held onto her tightly.
“Just sleep with me. I won’t do anything.”
He was genuinely afraid that her aunt would take her away.
Seeing her hesitation, he even raised his hand to swear.
“I promise, I mean just sleeping—not the verb, just the noun!”
Lin Qingyou couldn’t help but laugh.
She wanted to tell him that she really didn’t mind. In her heart, she had always been his wife.
Even in their past life.
When they lay in bed, Yin Hanyu still held her tightly.
“Youyou, let’s go get our marriage certificate tomorrow, okay?”
Lin Qingyou played with his fingers and nodded enthusiastically.
“Of course!”
“But…” She suddenly rolled over and pressed him down.
“We still need the household register. That thing about only needing an ID card was just a proposal—you haven’t made it official yet.”
Yin Hanyu frowned.
His household register was at the Yin family home.
Lin Qingyou kissed his furrowed brow.
“Don’t worry about it. It’s okay if we don’t get registered right away. We’re together, and that’s what matters.”
After all, she still had to fulfill her promise to Old Master Yin.
“Come on, smile for me,” she coaxed before giving him a quick peck on the lips.
Yin Hanyu immediately smiled at her.
Seeing that, Lin Qingyou drifted off to sleep in his arms.
But Yin Hanyu couldn’t sleep.
Late at night, when Lin Qingyou was deep in slumber, he quietly slipped out of bed.
He put on his clothes, grabbed his car keys, and headed to the underground garage.
Before long, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom sped through the night.
It was a dark, quiet night. In the heart of the Imperial Capital, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, the grand and imposing Yin family residence stood tall.
Its vast grounds stretched so far that one couldn’t see the end of it. From a distance, one might mistake it for a tourist attraction rather than a private home.
But it was indeed a home—one that belonged solely to the Yin family.
By now, it was already deep into the night.
Like a phantom, Yin Hanyu blended into the shadows, avoiding the mansion’s grand front entrance. Instead, he agilely scaled the high walls and slipped inside undetected.
He knew this place like the back of his hand. Even in complete darkness, he navigated his way straight to Old Master Yin’s study without hesitation.
Moving stealthily, he avoided turning on any lights, relying only on his memory to guide him.
Once inside, he pulled out a small flashlight he had brought and began searching frantically.
Drawer after drawer, he rummaged through the documents and items inside.
But as the minutes ticked by, frustration grew—he had turned the study upside down but still couldn’t find what he was looking for.
“Could it be… in the safe?”
As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he darted toward the safe and crouched down to inspect it.
Then, his heart sank.
A complex, high-security password lock stared back at him, as if mocking his foolishness.
It was the most advanced type of lock.
Just as Yin Hanyu furrowed his brows, racking his brain for a way to crack the code—
BAM!
The study lights suddenly flashed on!
The sudden brightness stung his eyes, and he instinctively raised a hand to shield them.
As he adjusted to the light, he slowly lowered his arm—
Standing at the door was Old Master Yin, his expression dark with fury.
Beside him were his two sons, Yin Haoting and Yin Haoyang.
Even his grandson, Yin Yichen, was present.
Old Master Yin had summoned them all back tonight—for one reason only: to question Yin Hanyu about his love life.
And now, the four of them, usually at odds, were united in their shared shock as they stared at Yin Hanyu—crouched on the floor, looking every bit the sneaky thief.
“…”
An awkward silence filled the room.
Yin Haoyang was the first to break it.
“Dear nephew, did you run your company into bankruptcy? Is that why you’re sneaking in here to rob Grandpa’s safe?”
Yin Hanyu: “…”
Did he think everyone was as unreliable as him?
Yin Haoyang had bankrupted as many companies as he had dated women.
Old Master Yin shot Yin Haoyang a glare before stepping forward with his cane.
Yin Hanyu immediately stood up and very obediently supported his grandfather.
Old Master Yin snorted, but the corners of his lips twitched upward.
However, the next second, Yin Hanyu nearly sent him straight to the afterlife.
“Grandpa, perfect timing! Tell me the safe’s password.”
Old Master Yin’s eyes widened.
“You must be dreaming!”
Yin Hanyu shook his head.
“I’m not dreaming—I’m here to steal the household register. I need to marry my wife.”
Old Master Yin: “…”
Yin Haoyang: “…”
What a straightforward and honest child!!!
Unlike him—he had learned to lie since he was three years old.