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

Yu Nanqing paused, then glanced at him.

She was so focused on keeping it a secret from her father that she overlooked Shen Mochen's feelings.

If it were her, being kept in the dark would also make her feel bad.

After hesitating for a moment, she nodded gently, "Then I'll find a suitable time tomorrow to tell Dad about us."

As she spoke, she frowned again, "What if my dad disagrees and gets angry with me? What if he hits you?"

Upon hearing her first sentence, Shen Mochen was overjoyed. His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled. He pulled the adorable girl in front of him into his arms. "No, I'll get Dad to agree."

After returning from Jiangcheng, he would occasionally send messages and things to his father. Although his father would always ask him anxiously if there was anything wrong, their friendship was largely established.

However, he still felt a little jealous and uneasy.

From Yu Xiaoqing's perspective, she probably spent less time with her father than she met him.

But she still put him last in the list.

His eyes flickered slightly, a moment of darkness passing through them.

His goodness, he's really amorous.

The two lingered in the stairwell for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, Yu Nanqing let go of his hand and said, "Let's go back to sleep."

Shen Mochen paused for a moment, "Go back to sleep?"

“It’s dark, it’s not safe to drive. My dad has to go on business tomorrow, he might leave very early, so don’t worry about him finding out.” Yu Nanqing nodded, saying that, but she was still a little nervous because it was the first time she had done something like this.

Shen Mochen naturally wouldn't miss such an opportunity. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."

Yu Nanqing didn't expect her father to suddenly get up to go to the toilet, so the scene when she entered the door turned into the three of them staring at each other.

For the first time, Yu Nanqing felt as if thorns had grown in her hand, pricking her terribly, but she dared not easily break free, for fear that someone would become extremely jealous.

Her eyes flickered, and after a long pause, she finally spoke, "Dad."

Yu Tu stared intently at the two clasped hands, momentarily forgetting to go to the toilet. The bulging veins on his temples revealed his fury.

Shen Mochen consciously let go of Yu Nanqing's hand, patted the back of Yu Nanqing's hand to comfort him, and then respectfully called out, "Dad."

Yu Tu became even more agitated, and his quick thinking instantly conjured up four or five subplots.

For example, Shen Mochen suddenly withdrew from the project he was going to develop in Jiangcheng because he had taken a liking to his daughter.

For example, Shen Mochen has already lured his innocent and beautiful daughter into a wolf's den.

After thinking for a long time, he finally managed to choke out a sentence in his anger, "Who's your dad!"

The lights were turned on, and the living room was brightly lit.

The three sat at opposite ends of the sofa, with Yu Nanqing and Yu Tu at either end, and Shen Mochen on the stool opposite them.

He diligently poured water for the two of them, and only after sitting back down did he slowly speak, "Uncle Yu, I swear I will take good care of Qingqing and not let her get hurt in the slightest."

"It was my fault for not telling you about the marriage in advance. Qingqing is too lovable, and I had to resort to this tactic to prevent her from being taken away by someone else."

Yu Tu glared at him with a livid face, his feelings a complex mix of emotions.

The world is a treacherous place, especially the home of a prominent young master like Shen Mochen in the capital.

His Yu Xiaoqing is so innocent; if she marries into the family, she'll be devoured, leaving not even bones behind.

She might even be forced to become a housewife, cooking and doing housework every day.

Shen Mochen seemed to have seen through his thoughts and reassured him, "Uncle Yu, don't worry, I won't interfere too much with Qingqing's work and other aspects of her life. Besides, I've already moved out of the Shen family and started my own household a long time ago."

Yu Tu was taken aback, paused for two seconds in surprise, and then frowned.

Young masters like them, who have been pampered since childhood, probably won't have much wealth if they become independent. In the end, they'll still have to ask their daughters, like Yu Xiaoqing, to do the housework.

"Uncle Yu, I transferred my personal assets to Qingqing's name on the day I registered our marriage. If you're not comfortable with this, you can take a look."

"By the way, these are my chef's certificate, housework certificate, massage therapist certificate... I married Qingqing so that she could enjoy a life of luxury, and I would never let her do any housework."

All of this was so that he could legitimately visit the place later and not be kicked out to take the exam.

He had made preparations long ago, just waiting for Yu Xiaoqing to take him home to meet her parents.

Unexpectedly, it ended up like this.

But it's not bad, at least I've met his parents.

Hearing him say this, Yu Tu glanced at the various certificates on the table, and his expression softened slightly.

However, he did not acknowledge Shen Mochen.

Who knows if the other party is putting on an act, saying one thing to your face and another behind your back?

“Dad, what he said is true. We love each other, and he’s very good to me.” Yu Nanqing couldn’t help but speak up, trying to help. “Dad, look at me, my face is so radiant, and I’ve gained several pounds.”

"Shut up." Yu Tu glanced at her sideways, unable to bear seeing his daughter speak up for another man, especially since he was still angry.

That brat! She married someone else without saying a word. Does she even respect the father who raised her from childhood?

It really pissed him off.

Yu Nanqing reluctantly withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.

Seeing her like this, Yu Tu sighed again, his heart softening terribly.

He rubbed the gold chain around his neck vigorously, trying to calm his anxiety. "You better keep your word, or I'll make sure the Yu family goes bankrupt just to kill you."

Seeing that he had given in, Shen Mochen smiled and said, "Dad, don't worry. If I'm not good to Qingqing, I'll kill myself."

Yu Tu glanced at him, and hearing him call him "Dad" felt awkward no matter what.

He gave a cold snort, got up, and went into the bathroom.

Once the door closed, Yu Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief, her heart gradually calming down. She shifted her position to face Shen Mochen, and just as she raised her leg to kick him, he grabbed her hand.

Shen Mochen looked at her, his eyes filled with delight, and his thin lips moved slightly as he called out affectionately, "My darling."

Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback, her face flushed, her ears felt hot, and her lips moved but she couldn't say anything.

"Wow, she really is so pretty." Shen Mochen stared at her, then suddenly added, rubbing her smooth, delicate calves with his fingertips before pulling up the hem of her socks.

Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing's face turned even redder, and she kicked him in embarrassment and indignation, "I didn't mean to say that."

The baby is so cute and radiant.

The ambiguous atmosphere between the two was spreading when the bathroom door was suddenly opened.

Yu Nanqing's ears twitched slightly, and he immediately pulled his foot back.

Shen Mochen glanced down at the hand that had just held his wife's foot, then looked up again when he heard footsteps.

Yu Tu glanced at the two of them, intending to go straight to the bedroom to avoid further trouble, but then, as if remembering something, he paused, glanced at them again, and his gaze fell directly on Shen Mochen, "You tonight..."

"I'll sleep on the sofa, Dad."