His happy family life had softened his once-cold demeanor, making him appear far gentler now. When he went out, he turned heads, inevitably attracting unwanted admirers.
Some brazen women even approached Hai Tong, boldly asking to call her “sister” and expressing their willingness to be second or third wives, as long as Hai Tong agreed to share Zhan Yin.
Hai Tong didn’t get angry, but Zhan Yin was furious.
Hai Tong had grown numb to it. Since marrying Zhan Yin, admirers popped up now and then, and she couldn’t be bothered to deal with them.
As long as they didn’t disturb her, she ignored them, letting them try their luck. If they could get close to Zhan Yin, then they’d be worth her attention.
In eight years of marriage, aside from that Duan Qianqian who got near Zhan Yin for business reasons years ago, no other woman had managed it.
If they couldn’t even get close to him, they had no standing to challenge Hai Tong. She was busy and had no time or inclination to deal with these so-called rivals. They weren’t worth her effort.
Hai Tong always said that if a man wanted to cheat, no amount of guarding would stop him. But if he didn’t, even if women threw themselves at him, he’d remain unmoved.
She trusted her Zhan Yin completely.
The Zhan family’s loyalty and devotion weren’t just talk; they were real, genuine commitment.
“You go out with a team of bodyguards. Who could get close to you?” Sunan remarked.
“We’re both equally handsome, the same age, so why do you seem younger and more charming than me?”
Zhan Yin shot back, “Jealous? Fine, from now on, you can attend all the company events. Show off your masculine charm. When you bring back a pile of unwanted admirers and your wife takes your son back to her parents’ house, threatening divorce, don’t come crying.”
Sunan and Shen Xiaojun’s relationship, from dating to marriage, had been smooth sailing, without a single rival.
Zhan Yin teased, “You’ve had it too easy.”
Sunan quickly clarified, “I’m jealous of your charm, not the pile of unwanted admirers you attract.”
“Zhan Yin, Yichen, don’t you dare say nonsense in front of Xiaojun. If she gets upset with me, I’ll know it was you two snitching.”
The Zhan brothers laughed, saying in unison, “We’re not that idle.”
They were cut from the same cloth; Sunan wouldn’t cheat.
Shen Xiaojun, well-maintained, looked like an unmarried woman despite having a child in primary school. Sunan adored her, and no younger or prettier woman could compare to his Xiaojun in his eyes.
*Ring ring ring…*
Zhan Yichen’s phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID, he smiled.
No need to ask; it was obviously his wife.
“Big brother, if there’s nothing else, I’ll get back to work.”
Zhan Yichen didn’t answer the call in front of them. After speaking to his brother, he walked out, picking up Ning Yunchu’s call as he went.
“Daddy.”
It wasn’t his wife’s sweet voice but his son’s clear, tender one.
“Hey, why’s my boy calling Daddy?”
The little guy said, “Grandma brought me to Mummy’s flower shop. Mummy’s here too. We want to pick Daddy up from work. Daddy, can you leave now?”
Zhan Yichen replied, “I wasn’t done yet, but if you and Mummy are coming to get me, Daddy can finish early.”
“Do you want flowers, Daddy? Mummy and I prepared a bouquet for you.”
Zhan Yichen’s expression softened. As he stepped into the lift, he chuckled, “As long as it’s from you two, even a bunch of grass would make Daddy happy. I’d want it.”
