CH 48.2

Something like coincidence was similar to how karma worked. Both of them existed outside of the world’s control, not limited by time and space.

For example.

On the other side of the ocean, there was also a blonde friend sitting on the sofa, drinking the tea made personally by the president of Ji Xun. While chatting, they unintentionally stumbled upon the same topic.

Lu You Qi teased the puppy who came up to him with a smile before casually bringing it up, “Do you think compared to Yang Mo, who does Yang Han love more?”

Mr. Han, who had been labelled with ‘having self-awareness’ almost unthinkingly blurted out, “Me.”

Lu You Qi didn’t expect him to be so sure and frowned, “Where did you get the confidence from?”

“Sigh,” Han Shi Yu said in a serious manner, “Xiao Yang might not say it out loud, but she’s just like the older Yang. The more they treat me with distaste, the more they actually love me.”

“…….” Lu You Qi said in disbelief, “Really, even without the sun, you can still use light bulbs to make yourself shine brightly.”

“I’m not kidding,” Han Shi Yu’s tone was still very serious, “Although Mo is really competitive, but on this matter, he would still honestly admit his loss. Try asking him when he’s back if you don’t believe it.”

Lu You Qi doubted it, “Really?”

Han Shi Yu: “Really.”

“I believe Yang Han’s love for us is split in balance.” He held up his tea cup with one hand while pointing at the window with his other hand. He blew on the hot steaming air coming from the tea and said lightly, “But that wooden bell on my car can testify that I didn’t exaggerate it.”

He took a sip of his tea, “She does still love me a little more.”

This question had been discussed since a long time ago, but there wasn’t an accurate answer yet even till this day.

The trigger point still had to be dated back to the Father’s Day when Yang Han first gave Han Shi Yu the wooden bell gift.

Yang Mo applied to work from home, accompanying Yang Han every day while Han Shi Yu was working relentlessly on his growing career and would often not return home for two weeks straight.

That time, he was away from home for a longer period of time. Even when he did come home once in the middle of the day, it was still only after he finished attending the first, large exchange event organized by Ji Xun before he could rest a little at home.

And that day was Father’s Day.

Usually, Yang Han would wish them both a Happy Father’s Day on this special occasion. She would go as far as pulling them to be seated on the sofa, making sure both of them were present before wishing them impartially.

Yang Mo really looked forward to this little ritual every year.

He walked down from the stairs and was heading into the kitchen for a drink before heating up the dishes for dinner. Just then, he caught a glimpse of Yang Han sneaking down from upstairs while holding a small gift bag behind her back. She looked around her surroundings before poking her head into Han Shi Yu’s study room.

Yang Mo: “?”

Driven by curiosity, Yang Mo walked over in that direction. Before he even reached the door, he heard a small voice saying, “Happy Father’s Day, Old Han. This is for you.”

Han Shi Yu took off his glasses and got out of his working mode before replying, “Ah, what is this…”

Yang Mo’s footsteps came to a halt as he heard Han Shi Yu let out a small gasp, “Oh.”

Yang Han said, “I spent several gym classes…and secretly made this myself. There’s only one in the world, it’s limited edition!”

Han Shi Yu exclaimed, “That’s amazing, Xiao Yang.”

Yang Mo: “…….”

Suddenly a type of sour emotion slowly crept up from the bottom of his heart. It even crossed his sensibility chords, causing the Yang Mo who was always great at analysing to not think of the reason behind this.

Yang Mo remained silent and said nothing but he also did not walk into the room. Instead, he retreated back to the kitchen and pretended like nothing had happened.

Yang Han walked out of the study, poking her head into the kitchen and pounced on him. While hugging him, she said, “Dad! Happy Father’s Day!”

Yang Mo nodded and said, “Thanks.”

Yang Han tilted her head and said, “Why do I feel like you’re not as happy as previous times?”

Yang Mo patted her head and smiled, “No, I’m really happy.”

Han Shi Yu returned to the company after finishing his preparation work for the event.

Yang Mo held it in for a long time, but finally brought it up during a video call with Han Shi Yu. He asked, “…That day, what did Yang Han gift you.”

Han Shi Yu, who was at the event venue as the entertainment and mingling session had started, held up a selfie stick to video call Yang Mo on a whim.

The venue was really large and the stage was lively from the invited celebrities and influencers.

Han Shi Yu: “Huh, what did you say?”

Seeing him play dumb, Yang Mo gritted his teeth and said, “On Father’s Day, the gift she gave you.”

“Oh,” Han Shi Yu pondered for a long moment, then clicked his tongue and said, “Sigh, it’s nothing. Just a simple little gift.”

Yang Mo did not want to be pulled into his pace and repeated firmly again, “So what is it exactly.”

“Are you really that eager to know?” Han Shi Yu pretended to ponder again with a ‘hmm’ before laughing, “Well, the gift isn’t that important. Yang Han’s love is the most important.”

Yang Mo never did anything more than three times yet he resisted the urge to beat him up and said again, “What are you…”

“Ah, wait a minute.” Han Shi Yu looked towards the front, got up and fixed his suit buttons before handing Mi Shu the selfie stick. “Let’s talk about it next time, I still have work to do.”

Han Shi Yu smiled, pressing two fingers lightly on his lips before pressing it onto the phone screen. Yang Mo subconsciously ducked back on the other side.

Han Shi Yu: “A gift for you.”

At this time, the emcee in the background had finished reading the opening speech and solemnly announced, “Next, our President Han is bringing us a song, <Let It Go>.”

It thundered with applauses.

Yang Mo: “.”