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

But he didn't tell her any of this; instead, he gave some more convincing reasons, avoiding the main points.

He wanted to give her the best life, to let her live a carefree life, to have no worries about the future, and to ensure that money wouldn't hinder their relationship.

But all of this is his business. His wife's only task is to stay with him, not abandon him, and gradually... fall in love with him wholeheartedly.

He spoke slowly, his fingers gently stroking the delicate hair in his arms, his heart filled with unreadable emotions, and his eyes and brows reflecting emotions that were difficult to decipher.

It's like obsession, and it's like deep affection.

Yu Nanqing listened quietly, her hands casually twirling and playing with his slender, fair fingers. When he finished speaking, she turned to face him, gently raising her eyes, her hair lightly brushing against his chin.

"If you can't hold on any longer, come back. I can support you. We can live frugally, but you won't starve."

She raised her hand to shield her eyes from the glaring light, her rosy lips moving as she spoke earnestly.

Before she could finish speaking, her lips were sealed with a kiss. Shen Mochen kissed her, his eyes filled with a deep, dark light, the corners of his eyes slightly curved, revealing his joy.

If he can stay home, then taking care of him on a whim might be a good idea.

But right now, what he means is that he has to go out every day, and he might become a workaholic, passing by his home three times without going in, or he might be seduced by other people who, although they may not be as good-looking as him, are rich and powerful.

After that... she started to distance herself from him, this gigolo, forcing him to act like a discarded husband and become hysterical towards her, and then she took the opportunity to cruelly abandon him under the pretext of his disobedience.

The thought of that possibility is excruciating.

Shen Mochen's arms tightened around her, a dark glint appearing in his eyes, and he kissed her more forcefully.

He only released her when she was almost out of breath in his arms, gently pinching her cheek with his fingertips, his eyes filled with a morbid possessiveness.

Yu Nanqing leaned against his chest, listening quietly to his heartbeat. After a long while, she looked up and met his dark eyes. She mistook him for being delirious and blushed. "Aren't you going on a business trip tomorrow? Let's go to sleep early and not tire ourselves out."

Shen Mochen stared at her murmuring red lips, his eyebrows twitching slightly. He couldn't resist pressing her down and kissing her twice more. When she was in a blissful state, he released her, turned off the light, and held her tightly in his arms. "Mmm, go to sleep."

He was afraid that if it wasn't shut down soon, he wouldn't be able to stand it anymore.

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In order to return as soon as possible, Shen Mochen got up early in the morning. However, in order not to disturb Yu Nanqing's sleep, he only kissed her restrainedly, and then quietly washed up and left the house.

When Yu Nanqing was woken up by the alarm clock, it was already eight o'clock in the morning. Shen Mochen was no longer in the room, and the bed next to her was no longer warm.

Shen Mochen must have been gone for a long time.

Yu Nanqing looked away, rolled around in bed a few times wrapped in the blanket before getting up.

Shen Mochen made breakfast; her portion was in the microwave and only needed to be heated.

After washing up, Yu Nanqing replied to Shen Mochen's message, but he seemed to be busy and didn't reply for a while.

After finishing the last bite of the fried egg, there was still no reply. Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, ignored the messages on her phone, packed her things, and left.

The company wasn't far from her apartment, and Shen Mochen usually drove her there. But since Shen Mochen wasn't there today, she simply rode an electric scooter to avoid getting stuck in traffic on the elevated highway.

With Shen Mochen's help, she was almost at the point of achieving perfect attendance this month, and she absolutely couldn't afford to let it all go to waste at this crucial juncture.

Yu Nanqing arrived at the company at 9:10, just as she was clocking in, she bumped into the junior vice president.

The other person was on the phone, his brow furrowed, as if he had encountered some trouble.

Yu Nanqing waited quietly behind him, and seeing that he couldn't take out his work card for a long time, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

She glanced down at the time; there were only a few minutes left. If she lingered any longer, she would miss her check-in time.

But given the current situation, if she were to inconsiderately side with the angry vice president, he would likely make things difficult for her in the future.

She bit her lip lightly, thinking that if the junior vice president hadn't clocked in by then in two more minutes, she would politely cut in line.

The junior vice president was talking about work. Today he was invited to attend an art exhibition by a famous painter from the next city, and he also wanted to recruit the painter to their company so that he could shine.

Who would have thought that when things were so urgent, his secretary, who had already gathered a lot of information and figured out the painter's preferences, would be unable to come because of something else.

Generally, hiring people is something that secretaries do; as a junior vice president, his job is simply to remember the important matters at the crucial last moment.

It's almost 9:30 now. The art exhibition starts at 1 p.m. In such a short time, even if he racked his brains, he couldn't possibly remember all the information clearly.

"Junior Vice President..."

Just as he was getting annoyed, a shout suddenly rang in his ear. The junior vice president frowned, glanced sideways, and said, "You..."

When his gaze fell on Yu Nanqing, he paused for two seconds, and the impatience and irritation in his eyes disappeared completely. "Little Yu is here."

"Hmm." Yu Nanqing nodded. Since that incident, she had rarely interacted with the junior vice president, so seeing him again suddenly made her feel inexplicably awkward.

Previously, the junior vice president would almost always take her with him wherever he went to participate in events or negotiate contracts, but since that incident, he has rarely contacted her, and the frequency of their meetings has decreased significantly.

"Check-in? You go first." The junior vice president nodded, a smile that didn't reach her eyes. She glanced down at the card I had written in her hand, and moved to the side as she spoke.

Seeing how polite he was, Yu Nanqing hesitated for two seconds, took out her card and signed in. She breathed a sigh of relief when she realized she had made it before 9:30.

"Thank you, Vice President." She thanked him politely and was about to leave at lightning speed when she was stopped by a call.

She was slightly taken aback, her whole body stiffening. "Vice President?"

"Xiao Yu, come with me to the exhibition later." The vice president looked at her, his eyes brightening as he remembered how she could memorize people after just a glance. He hoped she would agree so he could quickly memorize the information.

Yu Nanqing was just a junior director, but he still had to obey the vice president's orders. Although he was puzzled, he nodded nonetheless.

After what happened last time, the junior vice president should have lost all interest in her. We can't just catch her off guard again and let her run away in defeat.

Thinking all the way, Yu Nanqing noticed the vice president's assistant had left something on her desk when she entered the office. Her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she looked puzzled.