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

Something with a near-zero probability happened after I met the fortune teller; what a coincidence!

He frowned, a surge of resentment rising in his heart towards the woman upstairs.

She was the one who urged him to come out for a checkup.

Moreover, he wasn't that scared at first. It was only because she kept being suspicious and screaming that he started to feel fear.

He gradually began to review all her shortcomings, and the love and trust he had for her instantly diminished when he stepped into the basement.

The basement is usually deserted, and a strong smell of dampness and rust hits you.

Yu's father was immediately choked and bent over coughing violently, his face turning red and his neck thick, almost unable to breathe. Suddenly, he was startled by the strange hissing sound and swallowed back his cough.

He was terrified and quickly took two steps back. He stepped on something soft and slippery, and it seemed that water had dripped onto his heels.

He gasped for breath, his mind raced, and he turned around and ran desperately toward the exit.

He breathed a sigh of relief after running out of the basement. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to his room on the second floor to prepare to ask someone to come and deal with it tomorrow, a huge reflection suddenly appeared on the wall in front of him.

Yu's father's pupils dilated, and he immediately collapsed to the ground in fear, howling and crying uncontrollably in terror.

"Old Yu?" The woman on the second floor, who had come out to check on her father after he hadn't returned for a long time, stared at him downstairs and called out hesitantly twice.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Mr. Yu's body trembled, and an unknown sensation arose from the soles of his feet, instantly enveloping him.

He frowned deeply, and it took him a long time to push himself up from the ground.

Because his self-esteem was hurt, Mr. Yu was in a particularly bad mood. With a sullen face, he limped upstairs and went straight back to his room without even glancing at the woman.

The woman paused for a moment, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart. She pursed her lips, turned around, and sweetly went to meet him again.

"Old Yu, are you alright? Did you fall?" she asked, deliberately slipping her shoulder strap down and leaning her soft body against him, trying to use the same trick as before, to bewitch him with the scent of his deceased wife.

But this time she misunderstood and used the wrong method. Instead of reaching out to hug her and praising her for being beautiful and cute, her father turned around and refused to let her in.

The woman's expression froze, her heart filled with even more panic. She pressed closer and hugged the person from behind, her voice sweet and gentle, a stark contrast to her earlier shouting and yelling.

Yu's father was easily swayed, and after she pestered him with a few flattering words in his ear, he was pleased again, and he hugged her and kissed and rubbed her.

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Yu Nanqing has developed a biological clock, and barring unforeseen circumstances, she gets up at seven o'clock almost every day.

Of course, accidents happen most of the time.

I don't want to get out of bed when the blanket is too warm, I don't want to get out of bed when my feet are too hot, I don't want to get out of bed when the weather is nice, and I don't want to get out of bed when the weather is bad.

Every day, I only rush out of bed when I'm almost running out of time, and after washing up, I leave without even having time to eat.

Those days without Shen Mochen's kisses to coax her out of bed, his attentive service for meals, and his methodical tidying of her things were simply unbearable.

The next day, Yu Nanqing was so happy that she thought she was dreaming. She took the opportunity to bite Shen Mochen's face and suck on it twice. She only stopped when she felt a tingling sensation in her mouth.

Her head was still spinning in a jumbled mess. Yu Nanqing repeatedly brushed away Shen Mochen's hand that was reaching out to play with her hair. Only when she got tired did she slowly open her eyes.

Upon seeing the person in front of her clearly, the corners of her lips unconsciously turned up, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Good morning, Shen Mochen."

"Good morning, sweetie." Seeing that she was awake, Shen Mochen chuckled, his fingers gently stroking her hair, letting each strand fall down.

He was having a great time, occasionally burying his head in her hands to kiss her, whispering sweet nothings that would make anyone blush.

It wasn't until Yu Nanqing got annoyed by his pestering and kicked him that he calmed down, got up, picked her up, and walked towards the bathroom.

"Didn't you say you were tired last night and try to negotiate to take a shower this morning?" Shen Mochen squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush, staring at the seemingly blissful family atmosphere in the mirror, his heart filled with sweet bliss.

Yu Nanqing paused for a moment, her thoughts suddenly drifting back to last night, the image of her so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping in her head.

She wouldn't get off Shen Mochen's neck. When Shen Mochen offered to help her take a bath, she shook her head and said she wanted to bathe herself. When Shen Mochen came back after running the water and tried to pull her up, she said she was too tired and needed to bathe the next morning.

She bent down and spat out the foam in her mouth, relieved that she hadn't done anything out of line.

Fortunately, it's Saturday and I don't have to work, otherwise Yu Nanqing probably would have been late again.

After washing up, she lay sprawled out on the sofa outside, wearing only a thin undershirt, and the heels of her wide-leg pants were so tight they were up to her thighs.

Shen Mochen was preparing hot water for her. When he came out and saw her like this, his eyelids twitched violently. He immediately frowned and went over to pull down her trouser leg. "Yu Xiaoqing, are you trying to catch a cold?"

"I'm healthy, I don't feel cold, it's okay, it'll only be a little while, I won't catch a cold." Yu Nanqing replied, but when she looked up and saw the indescribable expression on his face, her throat tightened, and she obediently put her legs down and pulled down the pant legs that had been rolled up again.

Even though she obediently cooperated, she still muttered a complaint under her breath as she got up to go to the bathroom. "Shen Mochen, you're like an old woman."

Shen Mochen, who was following closely behind her, paused and pinched her waist. "Does my sweetheart think I'm embarrassing?"

Yu Nanqing paused, turned around and looked back at her. Not knowing where he got all these thoughts from, she stood on tiptoe and bit his chin without any politeness. "If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do about it."

After saying that, she hurriedly went into the bathroom, coldly closed the door, and also kept Shen Mochen out.

Shen Mochen, who had been ruthlessly shut out by her, stared silently at the frosted door in front of him, his eyes filled with unreadable emotions. He rubbed his fingertips together lightly for a while before turning away and entering the kitchen.

Last night, the two of them chatted for a while on the way back and finally agreed to find a time to meet with Yu's father and that woman, and make it clear to them that Yu Nanqing already has a boyfriend, and that he is definitely a hundred times or a thousand times better than the one they found.

Today is Saturday, so I have time to visit the Yu family.

He just mentioned what happened today to her, but she hasn't replied yet.

He'd bring it up again when she came out, and if one mention wasn't enough, he'd mention it twice, and if two mentions weren't enough, he'd mention it three times. In short, he desperately wanted to see that despicable couple who turned a blind eye to his wife falling off the cliff.