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

Nothing's happening outside. After working from home for so long, is the company going to go bankrupt, or is she going to be effectively fired?

She hoped it was the former.

Hoping for the best, she called her boss, and after repeatedly asking questions, her expression darkened slightly.

No wonder Shen Mochen has been acting so strangely lately; it turns out he's planning to imprison her again!

She was so angry that she spun around on the spot, sighed several times, and then lay back down, giving up.

Working from home is actually not so bad.

No need for image management, no need to deal with people you dislike, and most importantly, you can practically have everything done for you.

Thinking of this, Yu Nanqing shook his head violently.

How could she willingly degenerate like this?

She is a human being, not a pet. Of course, she needs to interact with people, support herself, and be self-reliant. Otherwise, what's the difference between her and a useless person?

Yu Nanqing frowned, then thought again that becoming a cripple wasn't so easy.

Shen Mochen is a person, and so is Auntie. Her interactions with them are the same as her interactions with others. Besides, how could she become a cripple so easily? Even if she did become a cripple, Shen Mochen wouldn't dare to despise her.

She shrank her legs, kicked off her shoes, and rolled around on the bed. Before she could sort out her thoughts and figure things out, she lifted the covers and peeked out, only to find herself face to face with Shen Mochen, who had returned to the bedside at some unknown time.

The other person seemed to have rushed back in a hurry; strands of hair were flying everywhere, and they were still slightly out of breath.

Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, sat up from the bed, glanced at him, and waited quietly for his explanation.

“…Wife.” Shen Mochen’s lips moved, his voice a little hoarse.

Yu Nanqing didn't respond. She was frighteningly rational now, and even Shen Mochen probably had anticipated this day.

Even the dumbest person could sense that something was wrong, let alone someone who wasn't dumb.

She wanted to hear how Shen Mochen would try to justify himself.

She waited quietly, but heard no sound for a long time. She frowned, and finally couldn't help but glance at him.

It would have been better if I hadn't scanned it, because once I did, I saw that Shen Mochen had started crying at some point.

She pinched her fingertips, intending to make a firm decision, but her heart wouldn't listen, and she couldn't help but soften. She got up and hugged him, saying, "Okay, okay, explain. I promise I won't be angry or run away from home."

Shen Mochen's eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his hand to hold her waist. Instead of explaining immediately, he asked her, "My dear, do you really want to go to work at the company?"

Yu Nanqing remained silent. How could she answer? Saying yes was wrong, and saying no was also wrong.

She frowned and simply threw out the topic, "Explain, don't keep me in suspense."

Seeing that she didn't answer, Shen Mochen had a plan in mind. "I just don't want to make things too tiring for my obedient friend."

"Lying." Yu Nanqing blurted out without thinking.

She didn't believe he was that naive.

Shen Mochen paused, lowered his eyes to look at her, his gaze complex and pitiful, "Wife, I..."

"I'm not falling for that." Seeing that he was trying to play the victim and fool her, Yu Nanqing turned her face away, her tone firm.

Shen Mochen knew that she was more responsive to gentle persuasion than force, a lesson learned from her own painful experiences, which made him hesitant to take a hard line now.

He didn't want her to go to work, didn't want her to spend every day in the same space as that man who had designs on her, and even less did he want her to be coveted by those foolish men who didn't know what was good for her.

But saying these things would only make my little one hate them.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were filled with a gloomy, dark look.

After a long while, he finally moved his lips. After thinking for a long time, he seemed to have already imagined the worst possible outcome. His eyes were red, as if he would bang his head against a wall if Yu Nanqing said he hated him.

"I'm afraid, afraid that you'll be seduced by someone else," Shen Mochen whispered, his brows furrowed with worry.

He didn't say that for no reason; there's a reason behind it all.

If she hadn't rejected his request to get a marriage certificate several times, he wouldn't have been so anxious and emotional.

He didn't understand why she wouldn't agree; he only knew that every time she refused, his heart would break.

Yu Nanqing was deeply worried. Seeing more and more of his former self in him, she thought that his unease had almost dissipated.

It seems she still didn't give him enough security.

She clearly leaves work right on time every day, and often picks him up from get off work, takes him out for candlelight dinners to cultivate their relationship, and they often have deep emotional conversations at night.

What exactly went wrong that made Shen Mochen so sensitive and fragile?

She pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out, so she simply raised her head and asked the protagonist.

Shen Mochen was silent for a while, not wanting things to continue like this. He concealed his unease and spoke in a nonchalant tone, "I often see Guai Guai and that Mr. Zhang leaving the company together with big smiles on their faces. I also occasionally take small gift boxes and cards out of Guai Guai's pockets while I'm doing laundry. Oh, and most importantly, every time I find these things, I bring up the topic of getting a marriage certificate with Guai Guai, but she... always refuses."

Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback, her expression changing several times. She hadn't really paid much attention to these things.

But... how could you smile so broadly at Mr. Zhang?

She remembered that she rarely spent time alone with Mr. Zhang. She usually left the company with other colleagues, and she didn't pay much attention to the fact that Mr. Zhang was among them. Moreover, she always kept in mind that there was a jealous person in her family, so she deliberately kept her distance from Mr. Zhang.

And the little gift box in her clothes? She has never received any gifts from anyone. It's highly likely that someone slipped it into her clothes when she wasn't at her workstation, and she wasn't involved at all.

As for getting the marriage certificate... she simply couldn't bring herself to say it.

Every time Shen Mochen brought this up with her, it was either when she had a few pimples on her face, or when her hairstyle was in an awkward phase, or when she didn't have any pretty clothes to wear.

Taking photos is required for obtaining a marriage certificate, and she didn't want to have any regrets, so she naturally refused. Besides, she remembered that she always told him the reason for refusing.

Who told him to have so many thoughts running through his mind? He probably thinks she's making excuses, right?!

Yu Nanqing glanced at him sideways, and as she finished explaining, her heart clenched a few times. Looking at his face, which was gradually brightening, she couldn't help but kick him lightly. "In the end, the problem is that you don't believe me!"

Shen Mochen subconsciously reached out and caught her foot, then tucked it into his arms. He raised an eyebrow and leaned in to kiss her. "So, you've obediently agreed to get a marriage certificate with me?"