You'd better look back, Mr. Shen is about to break.

“I’m not watching TV right now.” Yu Tu took a sip of tea, and before he could even savor it, he looked up and replied to her.

He came here today for company business. Last time, when Yu Xiaoqing sent him some Beijing specialties, she also sent him the key, saying that he could come and stay at her apartment when he came to Beijing. This time, he came to see how his daughter was doing.

However, since he was coming to the girl's house, he called her in advance, but she didn't answer. He originally planned to wait downstairs, but there were too many people coming and going, and everyone was staring at him with strange eyes, so he just came upstairs.

But he swore he didn't look around or rummage through things.

Yu Nanqing successfully flipped the photo over onto the cabinet and breathed a slight sigh of relief. "So... Dad, have you eaten?"

"I came to find you as soon as I got off the plane. I called you but you didn't answer. I was afraid of missing you, so I've been waiting. I haven't eaten yet," Yu Tu answered honestly, picking up his teacup and taking another sip.

He drinks tea often, but this was the first time he had tried this kind of tea, and the taste was unexpectedly good.

It has a slightly bitter taste at first, but a sweet aftertaste.

Seeing that he liked it, Yu Nanqing glanced at the other boxes in the cabinet and put them into his suitcase. "If Dad likes these boxes, take them back and drink them. Drink this box for the next few days."

These teas were all brought by Shen Mochen; she occasionally saw him brewing and drinking them.

She doesn't like drinking tea; she prefers plain water or freshly squeezed juice.

“I went to the resort with my colleagues a couple of days ago. There was no food prepared in the kitchen, so we’re going out to eat.” Yu Nanqing pushed Yu Tu’s suitcase to the guest room and put the key back into her bag.

"Okay, sure." Yu Tu nodded, rubbing the gold chain around his neck as he stood up.

On the way to the restaurant, Yu Nanqing sent a message to Shen Mochen, telling him not to come over in the next few days.

Marriage is a big deal in Yu Tu's eyes, and his beloved daughter's marriage is an even bigger deal.

If Yu Tu knew that she had married another man so haphazardly, he would be furious.

After sending the message, she turned off her phone and chatted with Yu Tu about Beijing, work, and whatever came to mind.

When Shen Mochen received the message, he was on his way to the apartment. He had just stuffed the dog into the villa and was so eager to drive over to find her that he didn't even go inside the Shui Jun Bay.

Upon seeing the message, his expression stiffened slightly, and he slammed on the brakes, pulling over to the side of the road.

He kept rubbing his fingertips on the steering wheel, a sudden surge of irritation rising in his heart.

It's not just because I can't see Yu Nanqing every day anymore.

Also, the first thing his wife thought about when his father arrived wasn't to let him meet his father, but to make him hide.

This feeling of blockage in his heart made it difficult for him to breathe.

Darkness and frost gradually gathered in his eyes. After a long while, he picked up his phone again, uncontrollably turned on the location display, restarted the car, and drove towards the little red dot on the phone.

His wife wouldn't let him see her openly, so he decided to observe her secretly; he couldn't just suffocate himself.

In the past, he felt that it took too long for his wife to go to the toilet, and he wished he could stick to her all the time.

If he doesn't see his wife for a few days now, that would be terrible for him.

In the restaurant.

Yu Nanqing ordered the food and went to the restroom while waiting for it to be served. When she came out, she bumped into Shen Mochen, who was leaning against the door with a resentful look on his face.

She paused, her heart tightening. She glanced around guiltily, then pulled him toward the stairwell. "Why are you here?"

Shen Mochen looked down at her, his eyes unfathomable.

He had held back, intending to secretly keep an eye on his wife, but he couldn't resist asking why she wouldn't let him be in the open.

She was so angry that her words came out in a sarcastic tone: "Don't be afraid, sweetie. I will be your secret lover, just as you wish, and Dad won't find out."

As he spoke, he buried his head in her shoulder and took two bites. "I've already paid. Remember to make sure Dad enjoys his meal, and you should eat a lot too, sweetie."

He spoke with a slight smile that didn't reach his eyes, then straightened up, put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and left without looking back.

Yu Nanqing was left alone at the stairwell, bewildered. It took her a while to come to her senses. She touched her sore neck, tugged at her collar, and turned back to the private room.

Sitting in the private room, the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. Shen Mochen's tone just now... was he trying to make her feel guilty?

She bit her lip, glanced down at her phone, tapped around a bit, then decided it wasn't quite right. She deleted what she'd typed, hesitated again and again, and finally just sent…

"Wait at Shuijun Bay tonight."

After sending the message, she placed her phone face down on the table, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat.

"Dad, this is delicious, and this is a Beijing specialty." She got up, picked up the serving chopsticks, and put a lot of food on Yu Tu's plate before going back to eat.

"Dad, do you have any plans for later? Or do you want to rest for a bit?"

"If not, I'll take you for a walk around the neighborhood later."

Yu Nanqing looked up at him. Having come all this way, she felt she had to have some fun.

Yu Tu was naturally eager to do so. He simply wanted to spend more time with her and take the opportunity to see his daughter's work environment and living conditions.

When she first came over, Yu Xiaoqing would video call him every other day, but later she would only send him funny messages, and he had no idea how she was doing.

After spending the day with Yu Tu, Yu Nanqing waited until Yu Tu fell asleep and heard snoring coming from the room before quietly leaving the house.

It was already past 10 p.m., and she probably wouldn't be able to get a taxi to Shuijun Bay, so she decided to drive there herself.

Thinking about it, she opened her phone and searched for driving tutorials. It had been four years since she took her driving test, and she hadn't driven much since then, so she was inexplicably a little nervous.

She looked down at her phone, and as she stepped into the elevator, the back of her neck was hooked. Her pupils dilated in surprise, and she turned pale with fright. She thought she had encountered some kind of flower thief, and kicked her legs to resist.

"You want to murder your husband?"

The familiar voice rang in her ears, and Yu Nanqing immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Her legs went weak with fear, and if she hadn't been held, she probably would have already knelt on the ground.

Once she calmed down, she punched his chest hard, "Are you trying to kill me! You keep scaring me like this!"

Shen Mochen took her hand and pulled her into his arms. "I'm sorry, I won't do it again next time. But my dear, don't you not want to go public with me? If I shout it out and Dad hears it, my dear will start criticizing me again."

Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, only to feel a tea flavor spreading through her. She couldn't help but kick him twice, "Are you ever going to stop?"

"Then you'll have to obediently acknowledge my identity before it's over. Dad's so open-minded, would he really break us up?" Shen Mochen looked at him, his tone probing.

He thought about it all afternoon, considering hundreds of reasons why Yu Nanqing wouldn't acknowledge him in front of his father, but only this one made him feel a little better.