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

Chapter 21 Taking my wife to greet my lover

No wonder she kept it hidden; she looks like a fairy.

However, he was a little worried about his eyes, wondering if Shen Mochen would gouge them out.

Hearing the stranger's voice, Yu Nanqing curiously peeked out to take a look, but her head was pressed back down as soon as it emerged from Shen Mochen's arms.

Shen Mochen's eyes were unreadable as he glanced at He Jing sideways and said, "Get lost."

After everyone left, Yu Nanqing finally poked her head out and asked, "Who is he?"

Shen Mochen paused in pouring water, looked down at her, and twitched his eyebrows slightly. "An unimportant person."

“Then he calls you Ah Chen.” Knowing he was just giving her a perfunctory answer, Yu Nanqing retorted with dissatisfaction.

Shen Mochen's fingertips trembled slightly, and as if he had thought of something, the corners of his lips curved into a slight smile, "Is my little darling jealous?"

"..." Yu Nanqing was silent for a moment, then reached out and pushed him away.

I wasn't jealous at all; she was just looking for trouble.

Staring at her profile, Shen Mochen chuckled, stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his arms again, resting his head on her shoulder and nibbling her neck. "He is He Jing, the owner of a club in Beijing. He's not a respectable person."

After marrying Yu Nanqing, he developed a habit of speaking ill of others to show how good he was.

There's nothing I can do; my wife is so cold-blooded, she hasn't fallen for me yet.

He was afraid his wife would fall for someone else, so he had no choice but to do this. Besides, what he said wasn't entirely a lie.

Yu Nanqing also realized that, apart from himself, none of the people Shen Mochen mentioned were good people.

So just listen to what he says, don't take it seriously.

She gave a perfunctory reply and broke free from his embrace.

There were small desserts and some snacks on the table to pass the time.

Yu Nanqing took a strawberry-flavored mini cake, but after one bite, she was overwhelmed by the rich jam inside.

She took a sip of water, then handed the half-eaten cake to Shen Mochen's lips.

Shen Mochen opened his mouth, bit down, swallowed, and then leaned over to kiss her.

It was ostensibly a reward for her knowing how to cherish her husband.

Yu Nanqing twitched her lips but didn't speak, shifting her gaze to the large screen.

With that glance, she spotted the impeccably dressed Chen Qing in the crowd of the auction hall.

She paused for a moment, then hurriedly called out to the system.

Upon confirming that it was indeed Chen Qing, she instantly perked up.

Her eyes darted around, and it took her a while to come up with a way to get out.

She clutched her stomach and pretended to be in pain, looking so pitiful that Shen Mochen believed her.

Shen Mochen frowned, his eyes visibly filled with worry. He picked her up and immediately headed to the hospital.

Yu Nanqing clung tightly to his neck, looking pained, "Shen Mochen, I need to go to the toilet."

Shen Mochen paused in his brisk steps, turned to look at the restroom at the end of the corridor, hesitated for two seconds, and then stepped forward to carry her inside.

Yu Nanqing was startled by his actions and hurriedly called out to him, "I, I'll go in by myself."

Shen Mochen's brows furrowed, and after hesitating for a moment, he let her in by herself.

As the figure disappeared from sight, his unease inexplicably grew.

He paced back and forth silently in the dimly lit corridor, his eyes growing colder with each step, a faint melancholy hidden in his deep gaze.

Yu Nanqing squatted in the toilet stall, staring at the exhaust vent on the ceiling, hesitating whether to climb out from there.

After much hesitation, she finally gave up.

The risk was too great, and she was a thin person who wasn't very agile; she might not even be able to climb up.

It would be incredibly embarrassing to be hanging in mid-air and unable to come down.

After pondering for a while, she decided to wait and see how things went.

If she were to act cute, Shen Mochen might agree to take her to the lobby.

After figuring it out, she stood up, but her legs were so numb that she almost stumbled. Fortunately, she grabbed the door frame, which saved her from a disaster.

Her calves were so numb she could barely feel them. With a furrowed brow, she struggled to move outside, supporting herself against the wall.

She met Shen Mochen's gaze from outside the door, pursed her lips, and weakly threw herself into his arms, looking half-dead. "I want to get some fresh air."

Shen Mochen's eyes flickered slightly, and the coldness on his face completely disappeared, turning into a gentle expression.

He bent down and picked the person up. "Let's go out."

Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing was taken aback, her eyes flashing a few times.

She just wanted to get some fresh air; she didn't actually intend to go outside for some fresh air.

Shen Mochen covered her up completely; if she went out, the security guards would definitely not allow her to come back in.

In a moment of panic, she hurriedly spoke up to stop him, "But I want to see the auction."

Shen Mochen glanced down at her, his expression inscrutable, and gently pinched her cheek with his fingertips.

He seemed to know why his wife suddenly had a stomachache.

Because I wanted to find an excuse to go to the auction hall.

He certainly wasn't stupid enough to think that Yu Nanqing wanted to go to the hall because she needed some fresh air.

"Honey, let's go to the lobby." Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Yu Nanqing felt flustered.

Shen Mochen caressed her slender waist, his heart itching at her coquettishness, but upon closer inspection, he realized that her coquettishness might be because she had seen her lover, which made him furious and want to go crazy.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his fingertips landing on her lower abdomen. "Does it stop hurting?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine after I use the restroom." Yu Nanqing nodded, feeling inexplicably that there was something strange about his aura.

"Don't lie to me, sweetie." Shen Mochen looked up, his tone ambiguous, took a hat and mask and put them on her before leading her towards the hall.

As Yu Nanqing stepped out of the elevator, she cautiously scanned the lobby, her gaze lingering on Chen Qing for a few seconds.

Although she moved quickly, Shen Mochen still managed to catch her.

He glanced in that direction almost imperceptibly, and when he saw Chen Qing, a dark cloud of emotion surged in his eyes.

It's that ugly man again.

He gave a cold smirk and turned his gaze to Yu Nanqing beside him.

His wife is really persistent.

The chains had barely been broken when he was already thinking about escaping.

Yu Nanqing felt uneasy under his gaze. She looked up at him and met his cold, dark eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly looked away, rubbing her cold fingertips together. Before she could calm down from her guilty conscience, she felt a pang of unease.

Her ear was bitten.

In front of everyone... he was bitten by that shameless pervert Shen Mochen.

Her heart leaped into her throat, her eyes darted around in a panic, and before she could even get angry, a faint voice rang in her ears.

"I spotted Qingqing's sweetheart. Would you like to go up and say hello?"

Yu Nanqing froze instantly, her eyelashes trembling slightly. "Or...no, let's not."

She was surprised by Shen Mochen's keen insight, and even more surprised by his calmness when he said those words.

She always felt that this was the calm before the storm.

Shen Mochen was definitely warning her.

Moreover, Shen Mochen's Mandarin is quite standard, but he always deliberately refers to his brother as his lover.

"Don't you want to? I think we should still get one. Our Qingqing should be a polite and well-behaved girl." Shen Mochen released her ear and twirled the pearl chain on her white jacket with his fingers.