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

"I'm afraid of hearing things I don't want to hear, getting so angry that I'll kiss my darling to death." He responded slowly, his eyes scrutinizing her expression, unusually refraining from biting her ear to threaten her.

Yu Nanqing's body stiffened slightly, and her hand holding the button of his pajamas paused for a moment. After lowering her eyes and pondering for a while, she finally looked up and met his unreadable dark eyes. Her tone was a little fierce, "Then why did you ask?"

He knew perfectly well that she would say he was the most beautiful and that she would say what he wanted to hear, yet he still asked her again and again.

It's one thing if she asks occasionally, but he also becomes extremely jealous, questioning every man she's ever been in contact with with her.

He claims he's become a kind, understanding, and reasonable good man.

Turn him into a big-headed ghost.

Yu Nanqing frowned slightly, buried her head in his chest and bit him hard, then rolled over and got out of bed.

To avoid being pulled back by him, she twisted her body and swayed in an S-shape.

She squatted in the toilet for a while, washed her face with cold water, and her resentment gradually dissipated. She didn't know what she was angry about; she was just inexplicably irritable.

Originally, this matter could have been resolved simply by her saying something in accordance with Shen Mochen's wishes, but she deliberately didn't want to do that. She always felt that doing so would only embolden Shen Mochen and cause him to revert to the arrogant, crazy, and perverted person he used to be.

Lost in thought, she sighed softly, grabbed a pink handkerchief from the side and wiped her face, her gaze suddenly falling on the cartoon couple pattern on the handkerchief.

This was drawn by Shen Mochen.

As someone who was terrible at drawing, Yu Nanqing never expected him to improve so much. At least he could tell at a glance that the drawing was of Shen Mochen and her.

She was silent for two seconds, and the image of Shen Mochen acting coquettishly and begging for her affection flashed through her mind, and her heart softened again.

She sighed and rubbed her forehead, feeling that she was doomed to be stuck with Shen Mochen for the rest of her life.

Forget it, it's not a big deal, she doesn't really need to fuss over it.

She could have talked to Shen Mochen properly; getting angry wouldn't solve anything, and would only make people more agitated and angry.

Having convinced himself, Yu Nanqing finally made up his mind and, after opening the door, awkwardly went to make peace.

To everyone's surprise, when the room door was opened, the man who had been lying carefree on the bed just moments before was nowhere to be seen.

The empty room exuded a sense of desolation and silence.

Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback, her heart racing for a couple of seconds. Just as she was about to turn around and go out to look for him, the system's voice rang in her mind.

The system told her not to spoil Shen Mochen, otherwise she would spoil him.

Yu Nanqing stopped in her tracks, her hand, which had been grabbing her coat, resting awkwardly on the coat rack.

Is this what you call indulgence?

What were those times Shen Mochen used to use to coax her called? Was it called "excessive indulgence"?

She has to go find him.

Otherwise, who knows what that jealous maniac Shen Mochen might do.

She hadn't forgotten the experimental booklet she'd seen at Shuijun Bay last time.

She didn't find the time to ask again, but she felt uneasy, as if something was on her mind.

She's always been a coward, always has been.

Shen Mochen stood outside the balcony door, the cold wind blowing, a cigarette dangling from his lips, unlit, his eyes filled with a dark, unfathomable depth.

He watched helplessly as his beautiful wife emerged from the bathroom and then rushed off towards the door.

He took a small step, wanting to question the door, but the sound of it closing made his heart skip a beat, causing him to stop abruptly at the threshold.

He followed her out, and she walked faster and faster, clearly knowing he had followed her.

After she came out of the restroom, her eyes glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally a couple of times.

So... Yu Nanqing went out right now, definitely not to look for him.

My heart is breaking.

Yu Nanqing is really... ruthless to the extreme.

They were clearly still arguing over hair of unknown origin.

How could she simply ignore him and rush about with other things?

On the other side, Yu Nanqing searched the entire apartment building but couldn't find Shen Mochen.

She frowned, asked the security guard in the lobby, and breathed a sigh of relief when he said he hadn't seen Shen Mochen leave. She then turned around and searched the neighborhood again.

After a second fruitless search, her throat went dry and the corners of her eyes began to redden.

Shen Mochen was avoiding her; he was determined to give her the cold shoulder.

The sadness kept spreading, rising to the top of the elevator with its beeping sound.

When she's sad, she tends to overthink, and before she knew it, she remembered the time when Shen Mochen had Qiuqiu come to keep her company.

She paused slightly, then looked up and saw her reflection in the elevator door.

When she rented this apartment, the landlord clearly stated that pets were not allowed.

It's absolutely impossible that the landlord didn't see it.

After all, she clearly remembered that she ran into the landlord when she took Qiuqiu downstairs to get something that day.

She seemed to be troubled at the time, so she didn't even think about it.

It seems highly likely that Shen Mochen has bought the apartment.

That rascal! A few days ago, when she was leaving Shui Jun Wan and expressing her reluctance to part with Qiu Qiu, he actually pretended to be reluctant to leave, saying it was a pity that the apartment couldn't accommodate pets, otherwise he would definitely have brought it with him.

Yu Nanqing bit her lip, and her teeth accidentally pressed against the lip that Shen Mochen had bitten, causing her to frown in pain.

The elevator doors opened, and she stepped out. As she pushed open the apartment door, she immediately saw Shen Mochen lounging lazily on the sofa.

Their eyes met, and an unnamed rage instantly rose in her eyes, all her so-called guilt vanishing in an instant.

"You're at home!" In a fit of anger, she took off her coat and threw it at him, cursing him angrily.

Shen Mochen, who was in a fit of anger, looked blank for two seconds after hearing her words, but immediately understood the meaning behind them.

Goodness, she meant that she rushed out to find him.

Did I really think... he went out?

Shen Mochen's heart trembled violently. His hands moved before his head could react. He stepped onto the carpet and pulled the person tightly into his arms. His eyes flickered, and his voice was filled with caution as he asked, "My dear... did you come to find me just now?"

Yu Nanqing pouted, furious, and reached out to slap away his persistently reaching hand that was trying to cling to her. "Go find the dog!"

"Okay, I know. My little darling just went to find me, her good dog." Shen Mochen was in a good mood, and his shameless nature was on full display.

Yu Nanqing's pupils dilated in surprise. "You shameless person!"

"Who told you to deliberately make me jealous just now?" Shen Mochen accused, nuzzling her face against hers, his tone much softer, as he tried to appease her by warming her icy hands.

"Who told you to ask me every single day?" Yu Nanqing retorted, pulling her hand away from his embrace.