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

Chapter 192 A Conspiracy in Working from Home

"Why do you want to build a villa exactly like the one in Shuijun Bay?" Yu Nanqing asked, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly as she listened to him.

“My dear girl likes roses and Western style. Shuijun Bay was built according to her preferences.” Shen Mochen held her fingers, playing with them with his eyes lowered, before looking up to meet her gaze.

Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback, almost falling in love, but then she felt something was off. She frowned, turned over and straddled his lap, her tone questioning, "When you brought me to Shuijun Bay, it was clearly already completed long ago. Only the roses in the yard were planted later."

Shen Mochen looked up at her, his eyes filled with unreadable emotions, so deep they seemed to draw her in.

Yu Nanqing's heart trembled slightly, and a faint blush crept up her ears. After a moment of silence without a response, she urged, "Speak up."

"I started preparing when Guai Guai first disappeared." Shen Mochen didn't intend to hide the fact that he had already remembered those things from before.

They were meant to be a couple.

Even with all that damn plot-related obstacles, didn't they, who were destined to have no connection, still get to know each other, become familiar, and fall in love?

That's utter nonsense, impossible.

His eyebrows twitched slightly, and he reached out to wrap his arms around her waist, his fingertips gently caressing her smooth cheek.

“I remember everything you told me before.”

Yu Nanqing's expression froze slightly, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes. Before she could react, she was tightly embraced.

Her heart pounded violently, and her eyelashes trembled as well. Even though she knew that Shen Mochen loved her to death, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Her eyes lowered slightly, and her lips moved slowly, "You...I..."

"Do you remember that time you came back to the old house with me?" Shen Mochen knew what she wanted to say, but he didn't want to bring up the feelings from that time again.

He was in a terrible state, like a stray dog. After not receiving any news from her for a long time, he went crazy and exhausted himself to the point of being half-dead. When he woke up, he had no memory of that time.

Yu Nanqing nodded. Of course she remembered. She had gone to the old house with him twice, and both times she remembered them vividly.

The first time, she was so angry that she turned into a red-eyed, puffed-up rabbit. The second time, although she won by a hair in words, she was completely hurt by the precious box that inexplicably appeared in Shen Mochen's room.

Looking back now, everything in that box must have been hers. As for Shen Mochen, he must have had that memory back then.

She exhaled softly and rested her head on his shoulder. "So, if I remembered, we would have been all lovey-dovey back then."

Shen Mochen hadn't expected her to think of this, so he swallowed back the words he was about to say and let out two low chuckles.

He didn't know why that memory suddenly surfaced at that time. He guessed it was probably because he felt happy, so... he was overwhelmed by happiness and that memory came rushing out.

But it doesn't matter anymore. He has her now, and he will always have her in the future.

Yu Nanqing eventually compromised and agreed to move, mainly because having a yard meant she wouldn't have to deliberately walk Qiuqiu every day.

Shen Mochen is a man of action. The day after she agreed, she found a moving company to move her things, and in less than a morning, almost everything was moved.

Yu Nanqing got off work earlier than Shen Mochen. When she returned to the empty apartment, she almost thought her home had been burgled if she hadn't received a call from Shen Mochen.

"Why did you move today?" Yu Nanqing put her bag on the cabinet, changed into slippers and came into the house. She glanced around and reluctantly sat down on the sofa, where even the blankets had been removed.

"I'm thinking of getting there as soon as possible to familiarize myself with the environment." Shen Mochen was on his way home, his eyebrows twitching slightly, a hint of unreadable emotion flashing in his eyes.

Yu Nanqing didn't suspect anything, responded, and hung up the phone before turning around and pushing open the door to her room.

The room was cleaned even more thoroughly, and even the large bed in the middle had been moved away. Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, feeling somewhat helpless.

After checking to make sure nothing was left behind, Yu Nanqing remembered that Qiuqiu, who should usually be circling around her begging for meat strips at this time, was about to call Shen Mochen again when the door opened.

"Wife, I'm back." Meeting her gaze, Shen Mochen's eyes narrowed and a smile appeared on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to walk over and hug her, kissing and biting her face.

"Has the ball been delivered?" After letting him kiss her for a while, Yu Nanqing pushed his face away.

"Yes, it was sent over early this morning. They have a housekeeper there who will take good care of it," Shen Mochen nodded in response.

The two had dinner at a restaurant before returning to Shui Jun Wan.

As evening approached, the setting sun cast its last rays, making the roses in the courtyard appear exceptionally magnificent.

Yu Nanqing was so impressed that her gaze never left the roses from the moment she entered the courtyard.

The interior decoration of the villa was no different from that of the previous Shuijun Bay, and Yu Nanqing even felt as if she had traveled through time again.

Startled, she quickly pinched Shen Mochen twice, only feeling relieved when he said it hurt.

The room layout is slightly different, but it's pretty much the same as the layout in the current apartment.

Just as Yu Nanqing was about to turn around and ask why it wasn't arranged the way it used to be, Shen Mochen came close, wrapped his arms around her waist, rested his head lightly on her shoulder, and gently nuzzled her with his head, saying, "This is more suitable for emotional communication."

Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback, her face flushed red, and she hurriedly pushed him away, cursing him as she walked out.

The old bed was against the wall, which was bare and had no decorations.

The bed is now placed in the middle, and there are three layers of curtains hanging on the French windows. The outer layer is the most effective at blocking out light, while the other two layers seem to be trying to cover up the light, making them perfect for seeking excitement in certain situations.

After exploring the second floor, Yu Nanqing went downstairs, completely forgetting about the mysterious third floor.

After making sure there was no basement or anything like that, she relaxed and leisurely watched TV on the sofa.

Since tomorrow is the weekend and she doesn't have to go to work, Yu Nanqing completely let loose. Her back, which had been strained a few days ago, hadn't recovered yet. Taking advantage of the fact that Shen Mochen wouldn't touch her again, she took advantage of the situation and kept stirring things up.

Unfortunately, she underestimated Shen Mochen's cunning. Even if he hadn't touched her that way, he had found another way to extinguish the fire within her.

As a result, when she woke up the next day, her voice had turned into a hoarse voice.

After lying in bed for two days, Yu Nanqing, who was extremely reluctant to get out of bed and go to work, received a message about working from home as soon as she opened her eyes and turned on her phone.

She was excited at first, then began to have doubts. She picked up her phone and checked it two or three times, and finally closed her eyes and went back to sleep with unease.

Her anxious heart only calmed down after she opened her eyes and received the work message.

After working from home for a week, Yu Nanqing finally realized something was wrong.