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

Yu Nanqing wasn't fooled, because Sophie Ma's acting skills in this area were far inferior to Shen Mochen's.

Shen Mochen put on a pitiful act, like a lost puppy who had suffered all kinds of grievances. His reddened eyes twitched slightly, making people want to hug him.

After several unsuccessful attempts to persuade her, Sophia became somewhat angry. With a stern face, she got up and went to the backyard without saying a word.

About half an hour later, Yu Nanqing, who had moved to lie on the sofa, heard a scream.

She paused, her eyelids twitching violently a few times.

It was only at dinner that she heard Aunt Chen say that someone had sent Sophia a severed finger, and the investigation was still ongoing.

Yu Nanqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she inexplicably shivered.

"Don't be afraid, Madam. The security system in the villa is very tight. No bad people will get in. Miss Su's incident was probably an accident," Aunt Chen said softly, looking at her.

Shen Mochen returned home at a moderate pace today, and just as he was about to have dinner, he entered the kitchen from the entrance hall.

"Sir." Aunt Chen saw him come in, put down the handkerchief, and left on her own.

"Ah."

Shen Mochen responded, and after the kitchen door was closed, he went over and cupped Yu Nanqing's face, pressing his lips against hers.

Ever since he learned that his wife loved him, Shen Mochen's smile has never disappeared.

Yan Qing had a deep understanding of this. Today, President Shen was all smiles and even gave red envelopes to all the employees in the company.

He was so engrossed in kissing her that he only reluctantly let go when Yu Nanqing groaned, and then gently caressed her with his fingertips.

He went upstairs to take a shower and spent a long time getting dressed up in a fancy way before coming downstairs again.

Yu Nanqing kept yawning as she waited, her hands tightly covering the bowl of soup that had been ladled out.

Just as I was about to go upstairs to take a look, I turned around and saw a man wearing a floral shirt, with hair gel in his hair, looking like a hoodlum, but also incredibly handsome.

The most eye-catching thing was the silver hoop earring on his ear.

Yu Nanqing was stunned and hadn't even reacted when he was pulled into his arms, and the air in his mouth was taken away at will.

As she got closer, she could even smell his perfume.

Late at night.

Dressed up like that, are you planning to go out and pick up girls?

Thinking about it, she frowned, pushed away the man who was practically clinging to her, and without realizing that her tone was a little strange, asked, "Going out?"

Shen Mochen sat down on a chair next to her, took her hand, and stroked it lovingly.

He thought his wife was beautiful and alluring in every way.

Most importantly, I still like him.

He was absolutely thrilled.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't resist leaning closer to her face and kissing her a few more times. "Don't go out, why would you go out?"

He was so happy that he didn't detect the jealousy in her tone at all, otherwise he would have been strutting around like a madman.

Yu Nanqing pursed her lips and didn't say anything more, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

After they had eaten, Yu Nanqing realized the significance of his wearing those clothes.

His fair skin was accentuated by the sofa, and as he leaned back, he looked handsome yet strangely fragile.

She looked at her feet, which were wrapped in his floral shirt, and her ears began to burn.

Animated cartoons were playing on TV, but Yu Nanqing was watching them absentmindedly.

After warming her feet, Shen Mochen picked up socks and put them on her, then eagerly pulled her into his arms.

At first, he restrained himself and only licked her neck, but later he couldn't resist anymore. He lifted her skirt with his wicked hand and slid his fingertips up her fair legs.

"Oh my god, I really love you so much." Shen Mochen's eyes were a little dazed. He was excited by touching himself and leaned on her shoulder, breathing softly.

Sensing danger, Yu Nanqing froze, not daring to move at all.

Fortunately, Shen Mochen had to return to the old house tomorrow, so he didn't go any further.

Once she was lying in bed, Yu Nanqing suddenly remembered that she was going to celebrate Shen Mochen's birthday. She glanced at the man taking off his clothes by the bedside and raised an eyebrow slightly. "You'll be back early tomorrow, right?"

Shen Mochen paused for two seconds while tugging at his belt, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times, before pressing down on her and squeezing her again.

He held his beloved wife in his arms, no longer even wanting to take off his pants. He restrained himself and kissed away the tears on her face, gently rubbing her fingers with his fingertips. "I'll try to be back before six o'clock."

He used to think Yu Nanqing was asking because she wanted to escape, but now he's not worried at all.

Presumably, those repeated escapes were the clever ideas his obedient wife came up with to arouse his possessiveness.

His wife lacks a sense of security, so he has to provide it as much as possible.

As for Chen Qing's flag.

He originally wanted to break one of his legs so that he wouldn't be able to attend the Peacock's birthday banquet at the Yu family's house.

He has now changed his mind.

Letting him dart around for a while isn't a bad thing.

Sophia was so frightened by the severed finger that she rushed back to the Yu family home that very afternoon.

She recognized the ring on the severed finger all too well; it belonged to the man she had sent to the Jiaoyang residential area.

That's why she was so scared, terrified.

Once the truth comes out, the fire could reach her at any moment.

With her not at the villa, Yu Nanqing had quite a bit of free time.

Sophia probably has very few classes; from Monday to Thursday, Sophia comes to chat with her every day.

She thought Sophia was a deep-thinking but naive little girl.

He would tell her everything that happened at school, including who he didn't like to talk to, and what happened to so-and-so.

When praised by the professor, she would buy a bunch of snacks and come to find her, casually showing off the certificate of merit hidden under the snacks.

If it were a short drama, that would be even more incredible; I would drag her to watch it from the first episode to the last.

The only downside is that he likes to come up with bad ideas.

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I heard that Old Master Shen went to great lengths to find a bunch of rich young ladies, determined to make her a cuckold.

I overheard this news while the aunties were chatting, and then Shen Mochen called.

Yu Nanqing was startled and hurriedly pressed the Nokia button in her bag.

The noise startled the housekeepers in the room. Aunt Chen was the first to come out. When she saw it was Yu Nanqing, her face turned pale, and panic flashed in her eyes. "Madam..."

"Sweetie?"

Two voices rang out at the same time. Yu Nanqing's brow twitched slightly, her feet, which were pressed against the wall, moved slightly, and she turned around the corner before answering the phone.

"Ah."

Have you had dinner yet?

“…I ate.” Yu Nanqing replied, her heart in turmoil.

What did you eat?

"Rice, cabbage, and meat." Yu Nanqing lowered her eyes, kicked a flowerpot in the corridor, held her phone in one hand, and put the other behind her back.

Shen Mochen asked a question, and she answered it.

After talking for a few minutes, she heard someone shout from the other end of the phone. Shen Mochen gave her a kiss from afar and then hung up.

After putting away his phone, Yu Nanqing let out a breath before turning around and leaving.