Shocking! The Fake Young Master Has Been Won Over by the Real Young Master!

Because many unplanned ’outsiders’ had come, the things that were originally meant to be communicated at this dinner were tacitly put aside for the time being. They only exchanged superficial matters. Even if some information wasn’t communicated, it was better than it falling into the hands of irrelevant people. Besides, everyone’s parents weren’t just for show. It wouldn’t be a problem to have the elders gather later to admire flowers and drink tea.

It was just a matter of whether to let the Zhao Family know this news that everyone needed to consider further. They had no issue with Zhao Zixing, Zhao Zijing, and Madam Su, but those other two were different. They might sell the information just for vanity or profit. Moreover, although Old Master Zhao currently stood on Madam Su’s side, profit came first. Coupled with Zhao Zhongkai stirring the pot, it wasn’t certain if the news would be passed to the two illegitimate children and then sold off.

After thinking for a long time, Yan Qinghe, Sheng Xulin, and the others finally sent out a solution in a large wechat group.

If the Old Master couldn’t keep a secret, it would be good to have the various Madams come out for beauty treatments or shopping. None of the women who sat in the position of a great family’s matriarch were simple. Furthermore, in that case, that Madam Su would surely only inform those who should be informed; she would only stand on the side of her biological children.

Everyone hoped the original wife would have the last laugh.

With the matter mostly resolved, everyone could be said to have gained something.

By the time the dinner ended, it was already late. Most of them had to work, so they all had to go back and rest early.

Yan Zhuohua drove on the way back; he hadn’t drunk. Yan Qinghe sat obediently in the passenger seat, only occasionally blurting out: “Zhuohua, what jokes did they make about you? I really want to know...”

Yan Zhuohua ignored him. He clearly wasn’t drunk, yet he insisted on acting spoiled using the alcohol as an excuse. Fortunately, Yan Qinghe still knew not to touch someone who was driving, otherwise, he would have been handsy long ago.

As soon as they got home, Yan Zhuohua couldn’t wait to chase Yan Qinghe into the bathroom to shower. He really didn’t want to smell that scent of alcohol anymore.

By the time he finished making a hangover soup and brought it to the third floor, Yan Qinghe had already come out of the bathroom. Yan Qinghe hadn’t drunk much, but Yan Zhuohua was worried he would feel unwell at work the next day, so he specifically brewed the hangover soup.

Yan Qinghe finished the soup in a few gulps and held onto Yan Zhuohua’s hand, refusing to let go.

“What are you doing? Let go first, okay? I need to take the bowl down.” Yan Zhuohua struggled incessantly.

“No, you haven’t told me what jokes they made about you yet. I want to hear.”

Yan Zhuohua now deeply regretted why he had complained to Yan Qinghe about his trouble-making friends. Now look—this man was forcing him to say exactly what jokes they had made.

Taking advantage of Yan Zhuohua’s distraction, Yan Qinghe pinned him onto the bed, prepared for a ’forced confession,’ not forgetting to set the bowl aside amidst the chaos.

“Qinghe... Qinghe, I haven’t showered yet!” Yan Zhuohua was kissed until he was breathless.

“It’s okay. After you’ve confessed, I’ll help you wash.” Yan Qinghe had been feeling dissatisfied all evening watching them chat happily together; how could he let him go now?

Yan Zhuohua wanted to cry but had no tears. Struggling, he said, “I have to go to the company tomorrow. Let me off, okay?”

Yan Qinghe turned a deaf ear and continued his grand endeavor. He was now going to use the name of ’forced confession’ to carry out the act of ’retaliation.’

Yan Qinghe’s progress was truly a bit fast. Seeing that the situation was about to become uncontrollable, Yan Zhuohua could only yield under Yan Qinghe’s tyrannical pressure.

“I’ll talk, I’ll talk!” Yan Zhuohua gave up resistance. He really didn’t want to lie in bed all day.

“Hmm? Talking already?” Yan Qinghe felt it was a bit of a pity. “Tell me, what jokes did they make about you?”

“They said... that when I go out, I have to seek your review and report in, that I have to observe male virtue, and maybe...”

Yan Qinghe raised an eyebrow. “Maybe what?”

“Just...” Yan Zhuohua hesitated, still unable to say it.

Seeing this, Yan Qinghe didn’t rush him, but simply continued his previous work.