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

After the matter was explained, the two fell asleep in each other's arms that night and had a good night's sleep.

Unexpectedly, the junior vice president showed up the next day. It was supposed to be the weekend, and Shen Mochen and Yu Nanqing could have had a good rest, but then this unexpected troublemaker came along.

Yu Nanqing was in a bad mood, and Shen Mochen was in an even worse mood.

He was wearing black pajamas, and his aura was originally gentle and calm, but when he saw the man in front of the door, it suddenly became dark and cold. Even his back straightened up a lot, and his whole body exuded coldness.

"Who are you looking for?" he asked coldly, his tone rather unfriendly.

"Hello, I'm looking for Miss Yu Nanqing." Upon seeing the handsome man in front of him, the junior vice president was stunned for a moment, his expression visibly stiffening.

Last night, Yu Nanqing said she had a boyfriend, and he thought it was just an excuse she was making up.

The man in front of him was taller and better looking than him, but perhaps the only thing he couldn't match was his wealth.

Thinking about it, his innate confidence suddenly diminished considerably.

"Do you need my wife for something?" Shen Mochen stared at him, his face displeased and his tone impatient.

Sensing the unwelcome tone in his words, the junior vice president's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. He frowned before replying, "Miss Yu left her coat in the private room at last night's promotion banquet. I've come to return it."

Shen Mochen lowered his eyes and glanced at the bag in his hand. The thought that his hand had touched his wife's fragrant coat made him feel irritable and agitated.

"No need," he replied casually, reaching out to close the door.

The junior vice president was taken aback, then stepped the bag in his hand forward a little. "I sent the clothes to the dry cleaners, they're clean now."

Shen Mochen glanced at him, "Those clothes aren't..."

Shen Mochen pretended to look disgusted with him, but as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, his expression changed slightly, he glanced at him, and reached out to snatch the bag from his hand, "Thanks."

His attitude changed so drastically that the junior vice president stood there dumbfounded in front of the door, almost getting his nose hit by the suddenly closing door.

Shen Mochen, standing at the door, glanced down at the bag in his hand, then took Yu Nanqing's coat out of his pocket, examined it carefully, and finding nothing amiss, put it back in his pocket.

Even if he didn't want the clothes, he couldn't leave them to that ugly man. What if that man was filthy and used his wife's clothes to do bad things? He would go crazy and want to kill that man.

He casually sat back down on the sofa, and the moment his bottom touched the floor, Yu Nanqing came out of the bathroom.

She was still holding a toothbrush, brushing her teeth while glancing at the door. "Who just came in?"

As she spoke, she instinctively sat down in Shen Mochen's lap.

"Just putting up ads." Shen Mochen looked down at her, kissed her cheek, and answered without changing his expression.

"Oh... um?" Yu Nanqing nodded in response, but when she lowered her eyes, she suddenly felt something was wrong. "When did the security in the community become so bad? Even people who post advertisements can sneak in."

She chose this community because of its good security system and beautiful environment.

Shen Mochen nodded, his expression remaining unchanged.

He acted so well that Yu Nanqing no longer suspected him. She simply nodded and then rushed into the bathroom to spit out the foam in her mouth.

When she came out, she had already washed up. Her hair was loosely tied with a hair tie, and she was wearing a beige sweater and dark blue jeans. She looked gentle and sweet, like the girl next door.

She had just stepped past Shen Mochen to get some water when he suddenly pulled her into his arms.

Yu Nanqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after her rapidly beating heart calmed down, she looked up at Shen Mochen and asked, "What?"

"You're blocking my view of the TV." Shen Mochen took advantage of her in a seemingly legitimate way, but the commercials playing on TV showed that Shen Mochen was clearly talking nonsense.

Yu Nanqing glanced at the TV, then at him, and then reached out to push his face away. "You're shameless."

"You've been found out, my dear." Shen Mochen took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, kissed her repeatedly, and then straightened her skirt before letting her stand up.

Yu Nanqing blushed, feeling dizzy from his kisses. When she got up, she forgot to scold him and went to get water with her cup.

After finishing her glass of water, she noticed the bag in front of the door. Her brow furrowed slightly, and a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes. "What's that?"

Shen Mochen glanced sideways, his body, which had been lazily leaning against the sofa, shifted slightly, and he put his feet off the sofa. "Trash bag."

"Trash bags?" Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback and hesitated. She didn't think she had ever had such exquisite trash bags or bags at home.

Shen Mochen looked at her, his eyebrows twitching slightly, and said, "Mm."

Yu Nanqing still had some doubts, but seeing how determined Shen Mochen was, she didn't think much of it and turned around to sit in his lap again.

After lunch, when she was about to take the dog for a walk, she thought she would throw away the trash while she was at it, and that's when she discovered what was in the bag.

Shen Mochen glanced over unintentionally and saw her actions. He immediately prepared to stop her, but it was too late. By the time he got close, Yu Nanqing had already bent down and taken the contents of the bag out.

His eyebrows twitched slightly, and a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes. When Yu Nanqing looked over, he immediately turned around and prepared to step back into the kitchen.

Unfortunately, Yu Nanqing didn't grant his wish. She grabbed his sleeve, picked up the bag, and asked accusingly, "What's this?"

"The bag." Shen Mochen raised his eyes and gave a dry reply.

Seeing that he was pretending to be stupid, Yu Nanqing frowned and took his coat out of the bag. "I'm talking about this."

“…coat.” Shen Mochen paused for two seconds, met her eyes, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he lowered his eyes to reply silently.

Seeing that he was still being evasive, Yu Nanqing got a little angry and reached out to pinch his waist. "Shen Mochen, what I want to ask is why my coat was in the bag you called a garbage bag?"

Shen Mochen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a long while, he raised his eyes. "Your company's junior vice president just came over, carrying this bag, saying he wanted to see you."

Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing was taken aback, her hand holding the bag trembled slightly, she swallowed hard, and her momentum weakened, "So you're just going to throw it away as trash?"

“…He touched her, she’s not clean.” Shen Mochen said, his head slightly lowered, looking like a wounded little wife.

Yu Nanqing was silent for a moment, unable to say anything to scold him. She pursed her lips and spoke again after a long while, "But this is the coat you bought for me."

"I'll buy you more coats in the future, one more won't make a difference." Hearing her words, Shen Mochen's heart warmed to the core. He reached out and tentatively hugged her, and seeing that she didn't resist, he became bolder, lowered his eyes and kissed her twice. "My sweetie won't be angry with me, right?"

As he asked questions, he glanced at her with his eyes.

Yu Nanqing was helpless. What could she do? She had just promised him yesterday that she would love him to death. She couldn't possibly quarrel with him over such a small matter.