Calm down, calm down, cultivate some patience

The moment Ye Yizhou finished speaking, Ye Chongli paid him the highest respect by grabbing a cushion and preparing for battle.

Ye Yizhou wanted to grab a cushion too, but the movement was too big, and his body involuntarily stiffened.

Sure, my constitution is rock-solid, but it was my first time, after all. There's bound to be a little discomfort.

Better avoid strenuous exercise for today.

"Hold on. Let's do this a different way today."

"Huh?"

Ye Chongli was already itching for a fight, and battle was about to break out. Yet Ye Yizhou actually wanted to change the format?

"What's with you today? Getting cold feet? Considering our relationship, I'll let you off with half a loss if you surrender. How about it?"

The smug look on his dad's face made Ye Yizhou grind his teeth in frustration.

If his body had allowed it, he would have fought his dad for five hundred rounds of pillow combat today.

But this wasn't the only way.

"Aren't you a little old to be having pillow fights? Don't you think it's childish?"

Ye Yizhou went straight for the killing blow.

He had insinuated that Ye Chongli was old while also calling him childish. Ye Chongli felt as though several arrows had pierced his heart.

"As if you aren't childish?" Ye Chongli retorted irritably.

Ye Yizhou spread his hands with an innocent expression. "But I said I'm not playing!"

It was obvious who the childish one was.

Ye Chongli: ...

Seeing Ye Chongli's speechless expression, wanting to argue but unable to come up with a comeback, Ye Yizhou chuckled softly, his mood instantly improving further.

"I can't be bothered with you."

Embarrassment turning to anger, Ye Chongli turned his back and furiously fetched a chessboard, pieces, and a book of chess records from a nearby table.

Ye Chongli silently repeated to himself, He's my own flesh and blood. My own flesh and blood.

Calm down, calm down. Cultivate some patience.

Ye Yizhou's lips curled into a mischievous, little-devil smile. Getting himself worked up, then soothing himself. The little old man is pretty cute.

Ye Yizhou walked around the sofa to the window.

The living room had a large floor-to-ceiling window, with a soft rug spread in front of it and a giant Brown Bear plush leaning beside it.

Ye Yizhou sat on the rug and leaned lazily against Brown Bear's legs. The warm autumn sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling window onto him, pleasantly warm and comfortable.

Ye Yizhou blinked slowly, his eyelids gradually growing heavy. His eyes slowly closed, and his breathing grew soft.

After studying a recorded chess game, Ye Chongli had calmed down. He glanced around. It was so quiet, and why couldn't he see that unfilial son of his?

When had he left? How had he not noticed?

As soon as Ye Chongli stood up, he spotted Ye Yizhou's figure hidden behind the sofa.

When a child went quiet, he was either making trouble or sleeping.

Ye Chongli walked over with light footsteps. Looking at Ye Yizhou sleeping soundly, looking so well-behaved, an affectionate smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

The evening lights had just come on, and glasses clinked at the banquet as wave after wave of congratulations rang out.

Ye Jing’an smiled in congratulations. "A boy and a girl! Congratulations!"

Yan Qingdu raised his wineglass. "Congratulations."

Jiang Zeyu's face shone with the joy of new fatherhood as he clinked glasses with his two good friends. "Thanks. I've already got kids, and you two are still single. Get a move on!"

"Our President Yan is in for a treat tomorrow," Ye Jing’an teased with a smile.

"Oh, that's right." Jiang Zeyu caught on instantly, his grin widening. "Personally, I'm really looking forward to tomorrow night's grand feast."

"So am I," Ye Jing’an agreed.

The two of them clearly wanted nothing more than to stir up trouble.

Yan Qingdu remained calm, one eyebrow lifting slightly. "Unfortunately, you won't get to enjoy that show."

"Huh? What do you mean? You’ve already come up with a way to deal with the orders from above?" Ye Jing’an asked curiously.

Teasing aside, they still cared about Yan Qingdu.

After all, anyone would find a matchmaking event on that scale unbearable.

"You'll find out tomorrow."

Yan Qingdu deliberately kept them guessing, acting quite haughty.

"Then we’ll wait and see tomorrow." Jiang Zeyu and Ye Jing’an expressed their eager anticipation.

"We know each other well enough, so I won't play host. Make yourselves at home!"

As the father of the banquet's stars, Jiang Zeyu naturally had plenty to do. After just a few more words, he was called away.

Ye Jing’an and Yan Qingdu avoided the other guests coming over to toast them and, each holding a glass of wine, sat down in a quiet, sparsely occupied spot on the balcony.

"My dad said Yizhou asked you out to lunch alone yesterday. If he said anything offensive, don't be angry or take it to heart."

Ye Jing’an had heard about it from his father, but his father had no idea how the meal had gone or what they had discussed, so he could only offer a warning in advance.

"I'm not angry with him. He's..."

A hint of tenderness passed through Yan Qingdu's handsome eyes. Ye Yizhou was like the winter sun; just thinking of him made the corners of his mouth rise. "Very cute."

"Right? My little brother is absolutely adorable!"

Hearing Yan Qingdu call his little brother cute, Ye Jing’an grew a little more excited. "Look."

Ye Jing’an opened a photo and showed it to Yan Qingdu.

It showed Ye Yizhou asleep against the giant Brown Bear's legs. Sunlight fell across his delicate, fair face, making his whole body seem to glow with a quiet beauty.

"When was this taken?"

Ye Yizhou wore a gray silk shirt tucked into black cigarette trousers, accentuating his slender waist. The shirt's ties hung down in front of him, giving him an ethereal air.

Ye Yizhou seemed to have been wearing that very outfit today.

"My brother came home today. My dad took it."

Without any hesitation, Ye Jing’an also showed Yan Qingdu part of the conversation in their family group chat.

Ye Chongli: This unfilial brat only looks as good as an angel when he's asleep.

Lu Qingwan: So beautiful. My baby is just too precious. Is he still home? I'm coming home right away.

Ye Chongli: If he behaved this well every day, I'd pluck the moon out of the sky for him if he asked.

Lu Yuanqing: Oh, give it a rest! Even if he asked for the moon right now, you'd still find a way to get it for him.

Ye Chongli: What the hell do you know? It feels different!

The two of them started discussing the subject in the group chat.

Ye Jing’an had been busy all afternoon. When he finally had time to check his phone, he was stunned by the sheer volume of messages.

Sure enough, Ye Yizhou was the chief driving force behind their family group chat's activity.

Yan Qingdu's gaze remained fixed on the photo.

He clearly said he was going out to have fun today, but had he actually just gone home to spend time there?

Yan Qingdu recalled the radiant smile on Ye Yizhou's face when he left. With a face that looked anything but home-loving, was he actually a devoted romantic?

His partner was not only cute, but interesting too.

"This photo..."

Yan Qingdu ventured, "I have a friend who..."

"What, you have a friend who's a fan of my brother? They want a photo of him?"

Ye Jing’an narrowed his eyes slightly and finished Yan Qingdu’s sentence for him, giving him a meaningful look.