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

Yu Nanqing didn't hide anything and directly stated his purpose.

Seeing that she had moved on from her previous relationship and fallen into another one that was still unclear, Zhou Chao couldn't help but frown.

After all, he was Uncle Yu's student, and his feelings for Yu Nanqing were like those of a brother for his sister, so he couldn't help but offer a few words of advice.

"Xiao Yu, you can't force matters of the heart."

"You have to take care of yourself before you can talk about relationships, and you have to have an equal relationship with your partner."

As Zhou Chao spoke, seeing Yu Nanqing nodding repeatedly as if she had taken his words to heart, he stood up again.

The fact that they've come all the way to the company suggests this isn't something that can be resolved in a few words.

It's almost 10 o'clock now, and it's time for him to go home.

After giving a few instructions, he turned and went back to his office.

Not long after, he came out again with his bag, followed by Lin Xu.

As Zhou Chao passed by, he paused for a moment. "He's inside. Xiao Yu, go in and talk to him."

Giving the two enough space is to prevent things from getting too big and being photographed outside, which would put the Yu family in a public opinion crisis like before.

Hearing Zhou Chao's words, Lin Xu glanced at her sideways, and when he saw her face clearly, his pupils widened slightly in surprise, "Miss Yu... Miss Yu?"

If he heard correctly, Zhou Chao said "go in and talk to him"?

There was only Shen Mochen in the office right now, which meant that Miss Yu was looking for Shen Mochen, that unemployed bum?!

He was shocked. He hadn't expected Shen Mochen to be so capable, actually managing to seduce Miss Yu.

"Xiao Lin." Seeing his appearance, Zhou Chao frowned and called out to him.

Lin Xu snapped out of his daze, realizing his lapse in composure, and coughed lightly twice. "Uncle, let's go."

On his way to the elevator, Lin Xu kept turning back, clicking his tongue in amazement.

Face reading is indeed accurate; someone like Shen Mochen, as long as he has drive, will succeed at anything.

After the two entered the elevator and heard it leave, Yu Nanqing pushed the door open and went in.

Shen Mochen was probably kept in the office by Zhou Chao under some pretext. When Yu Nanqing entered, he was sitting in his office chair, busy with something. Hearing the sound, he didn't even look up and said, "I'll send the categorized files to your email tomorrow morning. You can go back now."

After receiving no response for a long time, Shen Mochen paused in his actions, looked up and saw the person who had come. His expression changed slightly, and his eyes became unfathomably deep.

"Still not done?" Yu Nanqing was inexplicably reserved. She fidgeted with her skirt, her eyes darting around, her tongue tied, and stammered as she asked.

The lack of response made the atmosphere even more tense.

Yu Nanqing was determined to take him back. After hesitating for two seconds, she walked over the desk to his side. Seeing that there was no room to sit on his lap, she had no choice but to stand obediently next to him.

“Shen Mochen, I remember we broke the ice last night at that club.” She murmured, the words escaping her throat.

After saying that, she lowered her voice and added, "You not only hugged me yesterday, but you also kissed me."

"Isn't it normal for ex-wives and ex-husbands to kiss or hug each other?" Shen Mochen withdrew his gaze from her, afraid that he might lose control and fall into her trap again.

Unable to work, he simply shut down his computer, got up, picked up his things, and walked past Yu Nanqing, preparing to leave.

Upon seeing his actions, Yu Nanqing's expression froze, and her heart sank to the bottom.

She clenched the hem of her clothes, biting her lips until they bled and a trickle of sweet, metallic blood oozed out.

"Shen Mochen! If you continue like this, you will lose me forever!"

The sound of a door closing accompanied her voice.

The person who closed the door was incredibly heartless.

Yu Nanqing was furious. She kicked the corner of the table and muttered under her breath, her eyes red, "Normal my ass! What kind of good couple would kiss after getting divorced?"

"You stinky Shen Mochen, you big jerk Shen Mochen!"

She kept cursing and swearing, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, and tears suddenly slid down her cheeks.

Her heart ached with a strange pain, and she breathed softly, trying to calm herself down.

Once her heart felt less uncomfortable, she lifted her foot and followed.

Upon hearing her heartless curse, Shen Mochen froze as soon as he stepped out of the office. His eyes darkened, and his hand holding something trembled slightly.

Losing her forever?

As expected, she eventually left.

So, this boring game will only end when he dies.

His fingertips slowly sank into his palm, the pain bringing him to his senses and prompting a flurry of rational thought.

In the instant his eyes brightened, he turned around, pushed open the door, and pulled Yu Nanqing, who was just about to leave, into his arms. Ignoring her doubts and struggles, he walked straight towards the elevator.

He was never a good person to begin with, so it's perfectly normal for him to drag his darling down with him before he died.

He wanted to have a love-hate relationship with her, and to be entangled with her for the rest of his life.

Yu Nanqing looked bewildered, struggling to make out that it was Shen Mochen. Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled. She withdrew her resisting hand, obediently reached out and hooked her arms around his neck, letting him hold her.

"The car is in the parking lot outside the company." After leaving the company, her mood improved, and she obediently reminded him, pointing to the road.

Shen Mochen glanced down at her, then turned and walked in the direction she pointed.

Yu Nanqing drove a Maybach with a new paint job; she had applied a gradient color, so she could be seen at a glance among the other cars.

Shen Mochen took the car keys she handed him, opened the door, and shoved her into the back seat. Before she could react, he cupped the back of her head and showered her with passionate kisses.

Yu Nanqing's eyelashes trembled violently, and she subconsciously moved backward until her back hit the other car door. She stopped, her face turning red from being unable to breathe.

"Loosen... loosen up a bit." She turned her head, trying to avoid his kiss and catch her breath. She managed to make a sound, but her lips were silenced by his kiss again.

The kiss lasted a long time before Shen Mochen finally let go of her, his eyes red as if he wanted to kiss her to death.

Yu Nanqing huddled in the corner, her bra strap slipping down to her elbows, revealing a large expanse of her beautiful chest. Stimulated, her face flushed red and then pale.

Shen Mochen stepped into the car, gently pulled up her bra strap, and leaned down to kiss away all the tears on her face. "This time, my darling came to me first, so no matter how I treat her, she won't be angry, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing's delicate body trembled, and her brows furrowed instantly. Before she could even catch her breath from being kissed and cried, she hurriedly got up to refute, "No... that's not how it works."

"Then I'll have to think about whether I should forgive you or not. Otherwise, if you team up with that system again to try and kill me, I'll be helpless." Shen Mochen said with a self-deprecating smile, straightening his clothes that Yu Nanqing had crumpled, and got up to get out of the car.