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

Discarding that shameful thought, Yu Nanqing felt like she was starving to death.

Shen Mochen took her to a restaurant and ordered several of her favorite dishes.

The two of them had actually been to this restaurant before, but back then... Shen Mochen would hold her on his lap and personally feed her, coaxing her while feeding her, and taking advantage of her at the same time.

Yu Nanqing blushed as she thought about it, and secretly glanced at Shen Mochen, who was now a proper gentleman, and for some reason missed the old him.

After eating a bowl of rice and a lot of vegetables, she left the table satisfied.

Shen Mochen didn't eat much. After not seeing him for a week, his face seemed to have gotten thinner.

Yu Nanqing looked him over several times and couldn't help but sigh softly.

She wanted to take care of him like he used to take care of her, and then restore him to his former vigor and physique, making him look incredibly fit.

But unfortunately, she lacked the ability, money, courage, and power.

Thinking about it, she sighed softly again.

Shen Mochen paid the bill, and she glanced at the exorbitant price, feeling a pang of sadness.

Although Yu Tu never skimped on her materially, the monthly allowance he gave her was equivalent to the cost of one meal for Shen Mochen!

When Shen Mochen looked over, she quickly looked away, afraid of hurting her pride.

After all, she's the one shamelessly pursuing him now.

After a morning of flying, it would be a lie to say she wasn't tired. On the way back to her rented apartment, Shen Mochen was so exhausted that she fell asleep.

When I woke up, I turned around and saw that it was almost dark.

Yu Nanqing removed the blanket from her body, glanced at Shen Mochen standing in front of the car, smiled slightly, and leaned over to knock on the car window.

Shen Mochen turned around when he heard the sound, and she rolled down the car window. "Shen Mochen, why didn't you wake me up?"

“…You’re sleeping soundly.” Shen Mochen looked down at her, his brow furrowing slightly.

He would never admit that he wanted to spend more time with her, and that he wanted to take the opportunity to hug and kiss her.

"So you've waited until now?" Yu Nanqing's head was getting a little sore from looking up, so she simply tilted her head and leaned against the edge of the car window.

"Ah."

"Are you like this with all girls?" she asked, reaching out to poke his waist.

"No."

"Oh~" Yu Nanqing laughed out loud, unable to resist teasing, "Mr. Shen is only like this to me."

She was happy and in a good mood.

She generously led him into the house.

She hadn't had time to unpack yet; her suitcase was still in the middle of the living room. Fortunately, the house was fully furnished, and there was a sofa to sit on.

The previous tenant must have moved out not long ago; the house is quite clean and there's not much dust.

Yu Nanqing opened her suitcase, took out two water cups, boiled some water for Shen Mochen in the kettle, and then began to pack her things.

She hung up her clothes first, and when she came out of the bedroom, she saw that Shen Mochen had already gotten up and was helping her clean the house.

She raised her eyebrows and decided to reward him with two kisses later.

After packing her things, she was so tired that she didn't want to move. She collapsed on the sofa and when she saw Shen Mochen coming over, she instinctively opened her arms for a hug.

Shen Mochen paused, his eyes flashing.

Seeing that he didn't move, Yu Nanqing suddenly realized that she had been abrupt. She pursed her lips, withdrew her hand, and pulled her foot back as well. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Shen."

“…Hmm.” Shen Mochen lowered his eyes and responded softly, his eyes filled with regret and annoyance.

After he finished speaking, the living room fell silent.

Yu Nanqing suddenly didn't know what to say. Thinking about their past interactions, her face flushed crimson. She glanced furtively at Shen Mochen's hand, then casually moved closer and placed it over his.

When Shen Mochen looked over, she smiled and squinted, "Mr. Shen's hands are so big, they can just cover me completely."

Shen Mochen didn't respond, afraid that if he opened his mouth he would say something like, "He's also very big, he could completely envelop her."

It was getting really dark, and before we knew it, it was already ten o'clock. It would be impolite to stay any longer.

He forced his hand away, his tone deliberately distant, to avoid her pleading with him and ruining his facade.

Seeing that he was determined to leave, Yu Nanqing did not stop him. She simply followed him downstairs, watched him leave, and then went back upstairs.

The next day she went to the head office to report for duty. She had put in a lot of effort to get a job at the head office in Beijing, pulling strings and spending several days taking exams and interviews. Finally, she got a letter of introduction from the studio in Jiangcheng.

The head office is very large, and there are many small artists like her. However, when she went to her workstation, she didn't see many people. She then learned that the company now allows working from home, so most people don't come to the company except when necessary.

Because the company has a clear division of labor, they don't have to do anything else except their own job.

Of course, the chance to stand out is also very difficult.

Yu Nanqing nodded slightly, thanked the person who had told her all this, and then turned on her computer and graphics tablet to start drawing.

The other person glanced at her, then went back to their work without saying anything more.

It wasn't until noon that the two were able to talk again.

"Want to go eat? Let me show you around the staff cafeteria."

"Okay." Yu Nanqing replied softly, put away the computer, and followed her downstairs.

The person in front of him was Xia Yan, who specialized in BL comics. She had a carefree personality, and Yu Nanqing found her easy to get along with. They became familiar with each other in no time.

Hearing that she had just come from Jiangcheng, Xia Yan paused for two seconds, then looked at her with her chin in her hand, "Was Jiangcheng fun?"

“Yes, Jiangcheng has many unique features. Sister Xia Yan can go and have some fun when you have time.” Yu Nanqing nodded, swallowed the last bite of rice, her cheeks bulging as she chewed incessantly.

Xia Yan looked at her, her eyebrows twitching slightly, and suddenly laughed, "Little Nanqing, has anyone ever told you that you are cute?"

Yu Nanqing was taken aback, thought carefully, and nodded after a moment, "Yes."

Shen Mochen often calls her "good girl," which... probably means cute.

The two finished work together that evening, but unfortunately they lived in different places. They said goodbye downstairs, and Xia Yan said she would come to the company again the next day. Yu Nanqing thought for two seconds and nodded, "I'll come too."

She doesn't have very good self-control, but she's more efficient at the company.

She works hard on weekdays so she can spend all her weekends with Shen Mochen.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

I reached out to hail a taxi, and just as I raised my hand, a black Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of me.

She paused for two seconds, then bent down to look.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Shen Mochen's captivatingly handsome face.

Yu Nanqing was pleasantly surprised, "Shen Mochen!"

Her calls were so enthusiastic that Shen Mochen couldn't help but smile, his heart fluttering. He gently rubbed his fingertips on the steering wheel. "I'll take you home."

Yu Nanqing opened the car door and got in. As soon as she sat down, Shen Mochen handed her something.

"A cake shop opened near the company, and I bought it when I passed by."

Yu Nanqing was stunned again. She opened it and took a look. Seeing that it was her favorite one, she turned to look at Shen Mochen with suspicion.