Chapter 112: Such a Good Cup of Tea, Yin Hanyu…

“No… this is impossible…” Leng Yifeng’s emotions collapsed instantly.

How could this happen?

Why did it turn out this way?

Yoyo loved him.

He and Yoyo had been the best pair since childhood.

He loved Yoyo too.

But Lin Qingyou had always been too good to him, too accommodating. He had gotten so used to having control over her that he forgot his true feelings.

“Yoyo, don’t be mad anymore. I’ll apologize…”

Leng Yifeng reached out to grab Lin Qingyou’s hand.

Lin Qingyou immediately took a step back. “Leng Yifeng, I’ll say it again—I like Yin Hanyu. I love Yin Hanyu.”

“There was never any talk of acting out of spite, being stubborn, or using him as a tool.”

“I have only ever felt gratitude and guilt toward you.”

“I’m grateful you saved me, and I feel guilty that you lost the use of your legs because of me.”

“No… no… that’s not how it is…”

“Yoyo, why are you treating me like this?”

Just as Leng Yifeng, overwhelmed with emotion, was about to move closer to Lin Qingyou, Yin Hanyu stepped in front of her.

“Leng Yifeng, if you’re going to lose your mind, do it somewhere else. Don’t scare my wife.”

Everyone present was stunned once again!

Wife?

Even the Young Master himself admitted it.

And with those two bright red marriage certificates…

So Yin Hanyu and Lin Qingyou were really married!!

How had they kept it such a secret?

As if to answer everyone’s confusion, Yin Hanyu gently took Lin Qingyou’s small hand and once again pulled out their marriage certificate.

Lin Qingyou was puzzled. “What are you doing?”

Yin Hanyu carefully placed the certificate into his chest pocket and, looking pitiful, said, “Wife, don’t be mad. I know you don’t want to acknowledge our marriage, but it really wasn’t on purpose. The certificate just jumped out of my pocket by itself, and Leng Yifeng was the one who picked it up and opened it. It wasn’t me, I swear.”

Lin Qingyou: “…”

Such good tea, Yin Hanyu.

Everyone: “…”

So pitiful, Young Master.

Wait… what?

Was Lin Qingyou the one unwilling to acknowledge Yin Hanyu?

Just moments ago, they had subconsciously assumed that Yin Hanyu had hidden the marriage because he feared Lin Qingyou’s status was unworthy of the Yin family.

But it turned out the pitiful Young Master was the one begging Lin Qingyou for recognition?

Without this unexpected turn of events, the Young Master would still be a “hidden, unloved little thing.”

The way people looked at Yin Hanyu instantly changed, now filled with confusion and sympathy…

Does he really love her that much?

Wasn’t he supposed to be arrogant and untouchable? How did he end up being so completely controlled by a girl?

Truly, even heroes cannot resist the charm of a beauty.

To coax Lin Qingyou, Yin Hanyu even added, “Wife, if you don’t want to make it public, I’ll just make them all shut up.”

Lin Qingyou: “…”

What does that make her, then? A heartless player?

Everyone: “…”

Are we just NPCs in your love game?

Lin Qingyou pinched Yin Hanyu with a fake smile. “Haven’t I already made it public? What more do you want?”

This cunning man, his tea-drinking skills are getting better and better.

Yin Hanyu pouted and weakly said, “Wife, why do you look so reluctant? Am I that embarrassing? Or… do you have another dog outside?”

Lin Qingyou’s eyes widened: “…”!!!

So you admit you’re a dog?!

“Miss Lin, this is unacceptable. Our Young Master has the looks, the body, and the money—how could he be embarrassing?”

“That’s right!”

“Miss Lin, you’re not just playing around, are you? That would be immoral.”

“I… I’m not…” Lin Qingyou blurted out in a panic. “We’re already married. How could I just be playing around?”

Yin Hanyu gazed at Lin Qingyou with indulgence, unable to hide his joy.

Yes, he didn’t just want Leng Yifeng to know they were married.

He wanted everyone to know.

And it had to be Lin Qingyou herself who told them.

Seeing the smirk forming on Yin Hanyu’s lips, Lin Qingyou angrily stomped on his foot. “Is this the effect you wanted?”

“Mhm…” Yin Hanyu nodded without hesitation.

For the first time, a rare warm smile spread across his normally cold and sharp face.

Suddenly, Yin Hanyu reached out his right hand, pulling Lin Qingyou into his embrace.

Then, smiling gently, he turned to face the guests.

“Lin Qingyou is my wife. Please take care of her from now on.”

The underlying meaning was clear—whoever dares to bully Lin Qingyou will suffer.

“The wedding is still being planned. Once everything is ready, you’re all invited to the banquet.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of enthusiastic responses erupted from the crowd.

“Haha, great, great! Congratulations, Young Master and Madam! Wishing you a happy marriage, a lifetime of love, and growing old together!”

“Yes, yes, we must attend! It would be our greatest honor to drink your wedding wine!”

“That’s right! Wishing you both endless love, a wonderful life together, and a beautiful baby soon!”

Laughter and blessings filled the room.

Yin Hanyu, usually known for his cold demeanor, responded with rare warmth, his face carrying a gentle smile as he patiently and politely thanked everyone.

“Thank you… thank you…”

Seeing how happy he was, Lin Qingyou’s smile deepened as well.

Witnessing this scene, Leng Yifeng could no longer stay. He stormed out in a fury.

“Yifeng…” Ruan Lan was about to chase after him when Yin Hanyu called her back.

She turned to Yin Hanyu with displeasure. “Yin Hanyu, don’t push too far. The Leng family is not to be trifled with.”

“Trifled with?”

Yin Hanyu smirked. “Mrs. Leng, your son tried to frame me. That’s a crime. Did you think a mere ‘sorry’ would be enough to settle this?”

His narrow eyes gleamed dangerously, and his cold voice carried a chilling sharpness.

Ruan Lan met his gaze without backing down.

Her expression was calm, but her eyes hid a deep, unreadable mystery—like a still lake concealing swirling currents and schemes beneath.

“So, what does Young Master Yin intend to do?”

Before Yin Hanyu could respond, Ruan Lan suddenly softened her tone and smiled.

“Young Master Yin, it’s true that Yifeng made a mistake today. I hope, out of consideration for my age and the fact that today is my birthday, you will give me some face and let this matter rest for now.”

“In a few days, I will personally bring Yifeng to the Yin family to formally apologize and offer compensation…”

Coming to the Yin family to apologize?

Yin Hanyu stared at Ruan Lan.

Interesting.

He was curious—what exactly had he taken from Leng Yifeng to make the man hate him so much?

And did Ruan Lan really have a secret connection to Yin Haoting?

Sensing the tension, someone stepped forward to mediate.

“Yes, yes, today is Madam Leng’s birthday. In times like this, the birthday person should take priority.”

“That’s right, let’s all go back to the banquet and continue celebrating.”

“This is their business, they’ll handle it privately. Let’s go watch the performances—today’s pianist and violinist are world-class!”

The commotion seemed to have ended.

But in reality, it was only just beginning.

Because—Ming Yu was missing…