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

Yu Nanqing asked him seriously, hoping to get a serious reply, but she didn't expect him to be so explosive as soon as he spoke, which made her blush instantly. Her lips moved slightly, and she accidentally bit his finger.

Noticing the unusual sensation on her teeth, she quickly let go and looked up to meet Shen Mochen's piercing gaze.

"Do you think the food isn't good? Or do you think I'm more delicious?" Shen Mochen slowly leaned closer, his lips lingering on her cheek, his breath coming in continuous streams.

There were teeth marks on my fingertip. It didn't hurt, but it was burning hot, so hot it made my heart itch.

If he hadn't felt sorry for his sweetheart, he might have clung to her for days and nights.

Like someone who has just tasted the first taste of meat, he became addicted and couldn't stop craving his wife all day long—craving her body, her heart, and everything about her from head to toe.

He lightly touched her tongue, grabbing her fingers that were quickly trying to escape. His gaze, which hadn't left her face, remained fixed on her, exuding a dangerous and cunning aura.

Yu Nanqing's face turned completely red, her eyelashes trembled incessantly, and her eyes darted around. She didn't dare to look at him at all, for fear that she would fall into his spell and unknowingly offer herself to him.

"Why aren't you saying anything, my dear?" Shen Mochen asked in a low voice, his lips pecking at her face repeatedly, intentionally or unintentionally taking advantage of her.

After not receiving a reply for a long time, Shen Mochen was not annoyed. He kissed her several more times before stepping away and continuing to feed her with satisfaction.

His wife is shy, so he can't push her too hard.

He believed that sooner or later Yu Xiaoqing would say to him that she was tempted by him.

After all, he has a good physique, good stamina, and knows how to take care of people. Obedient should be secretly happy to have him.

After finishing his meal, Yu Nanqing finally had a little more energy. He turned on his computer to check the messages and was about to go back to drawing when a new message popped up.

It was sent by the vice president, who said there was an opportunity to go abroad for further studies next week and asked if she was interested.

Yu Nanqing rested her chin on her hand, clicked on the link sent by the other party with the mouse. The link contained detailed information about the foreign company. The people invited to give lectures and tutoring were basically big shots, several of whom Yu Nanqing had often seen in magazines.

I'm a little tempted. If I could go to this company for further training, improve my drawing skills, and make some friends among the big shots, wouldn't my future career advance by leaps and bounds?

She even felt that earning hundreds of thousands a month wouldn't be a problem. At that time, supporting one Shen Mochen would be a piece of cake, and supporting ten Shen Mochens wouldn't be a problem either.

She happily thought about it and replied "yes" to the other party. The other party replied almost instantly and immediately sent her a registration form and information on eligibility to participate.

The junior vice president said there were two spots available for this training program, one of which was reserved for him, and the other would be selected from among the applicants.

Upon seeing this message, Yu Nanqing, who was originally full of ambition, immediately became dejected. It seems that being selected is not a good thing after all.

It's not that she wants to joke about her career, nor is it that she wants to choose between her career and love.

The main reason is that when you go abroad to a place where you don't know anyone, two people who know each other will inevitably become dependent on each other.

She was thinking about her own life. Although Shen Mochen had toned down his yandere tendencies a lot, he still couldn't help but have a strong possessiveness.

If she really went with the vice president, she was afraid that Shen Mochen might not understand and strangle her and the vice president, who were both innocent, in the middle of a relationship.

After careful consideration, in order not to make the junior vice president think she was targeting him, she still filled out the application form. However, she filled it out very perfunctorily, and it was obviously the kind of application form that she hadn't prepared carefully. It didn't look like the kind of application form that would pass the review.

The registration forms had just been sent out when Shen Mochen knocked on the door and came in. Yu Nanqing's heart tightened, and she was filled with apprehension. She pretended to be nonchalant, gripping the mouse tightly, and closed the computer screen one by one until she clicked on the drawing software.

I didn't go back to all the pages when I shut down the computer last time, so when I clicked on it, it was a drawing that was only halfway done.

Shen Mochen leaned closer and hugged her; all he could see was the picture on the computer screen.

He twitched his brow slightly, turned his head and kissed her cheek, "My dear, you've worked hard."

Yu Nanqing nodded without changing his expression, took his hand off the mouse, and was about to turn around to greet the person behind him when his gaze suddenly fell on the pen still stuck in the pen holder.

She twitched her brow slightly, feeling a little embarrassed, and her actions of hugging him became much more attentive. "You're the one who's working so hard, doing housework and busy with work at the same time."

Shen Mochen gently cupped her hips and pulled her into a hug, while his other hand lightly massaged her waist and abdomen. "What do those things matter? Keeping your wife is the most important thing."

His words were loaded with meaning, as if he were hinting at something to her.

Yu Nanqing, who was already feeling guilty, became even less confident. Because of precedent, no matter how much she assured him now, Shen Mochen probably wouldn't believe her.

She pursed her lips, and her arms around his neck tightened slightly.

She won't break her promise this time, absolutely not. She'll prove him right.

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Having been promoted, Shen Mochen inevitably had to work overtime frequently and attend business social events regularly.

Long Aoshi valued Shen Mochen because of his unparalleled drinking capacity, clearly using him as a tool to shield Shen Mochen from drinking.

Shen Mochen did not refuse. He knew he had to be flexible and adaptable. Only he knew the hardships he had endured to gain a foothold in the Shen family and lead it into the top three.

He was once shameless and acted like a grandson to others.

In addition, he already had some illness, so when no one could control him, he became that arrogant and disrespectful monster.

He was so cold-blooded, ruthless, and cruel that almost everyone avoided him, except for Yu Xiaoqing, who eagerly came up to him and said she wanted to be his wife.

He had some memories of the past, but they were fleeting and so faint that he would never have remembered them if they hadn't been brought up repeatedly.

He returned home drunk once again, finally crossing Yu Nanqing's line. After his attempt to harass her failed, he was ruthlessly kicked out of the house.

He sighed softly. Although he was faking being drunk, he was genuinely dizzy and lightheaded.

The window at the end of the corridor was open, letting in a lot of cold air that hit my face and made me feel much more alert.

Shen Mochen leaned against the wall, patted his face, picked up the air freshener from the ground and sprayed it on himself. Only after making sure he was odorless did he shamelessly ring the doorbell again.

After pressing the button three times, the door finally opened. To avoid being kicked out again, Shen Mochen immediately braced his foot against the door and eagerly peered inside, calling out, "Wife~"

Although Yu Nanqing looked disgusted, she didn't push him away again. He pounced on her, causing her to stagger back two steps and fall straight into the rocking chair next to the door.

Not only my body, but my heart also trembled several times.

Shen Mochen kissed her, nuzzling his head against her neck, as if he wanted to stick to her body.