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

Chapter 91 Possessiveness at play

"I heard that the Shangjing Mountain Villa was booked out for the next three days." While picking out hiking clothes, Liu Jiaojiao's phone suddenly received a message from Chen Ye, her fiancé, saying that the birthday banquet location had been changed.

Chen Qing paused in his actions, glancing at her sideways. "What about my brother's birthday banquet..."

"The location has changed, but it's not far from Shangjing Mountain Villa. It also has hiking activities, and it's just separated from the mountain developed by Shangjing Mountain Villa by a fence." Liu Jiaojiao put away her phone, a hint of worry in her eyes.

She inadvertently saw Chen Ye's shopping records the day before yesterday; he had bought a diamond ring, which most likely meant he was going to propose to her.

But she didn't like Chen Ye at all; he was just a big, strong guy who was stupid and straightforward.

She didn't refuse him on the surface, but only for the sake of family interests.

She always had a sour face whenever she was with him, how come he couldn't see that?

Chen Qing didn't notice her odd behavior. He glanced at the row of hiking clothes hanging on the opposite wall, then stepped around the shelf.

Yu Nanqing was bent over tapping her phone and didn't notice his steps, so she bumped into him unexpectedly.

Hearing her name called out by Chen Qing, Yu Nanqing's lips twitched. She straightened up awkwardly, looked up at him, and said, "Mr. Chen, what a coincidence."

"Miss Yu also likes mountain climbing?" Chen Qing looked at her, feeling a strange sense of goodwill towards her that was stronger than that towards a stranger.

and also?

Yu Nanqing grasped the key point in his words and, in order to avoid any connection with him, decisively denied it, saying, "I don't like it. I'm here to accompany my husband to buy hiking clothes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the changing room behind him opened, and Shen Mochen changed into the dark green and white-black mountaineering clothes. As if declaring his ownership, he reached out and pulled Yu Nanqing into his arms.

He overheard their conversation and was in a particularly good mood because his beautiful wife publicly declared him to be her husband.

Yu Nanqing's heart skipped a beat. She turned to look at him, raising her eyebrows. "Are you done changing?"

"Hmm." Shen Mochen responded lightly, glanced coldly at Chen Qing who was stunned across from him, and took her hand as they walked toward the changing room.

He only stopped after making sure he could no longer see Chen Qing. "How does it go, my dear?"

“It suits you very well.” Yu Nanqing looked her over from head to toe.

Shen Mochen is truly a natural clothes hanger. With his devilishly handsome face, if he had a better personality, the threshold of the Shen family might have been worn down by people coming and going.

Shen Mochen chuckled and leaned closer to her, "You just said a couple of words to him, so it's not too much for me to kiss you twice, is it?"

Yu Nanqing was slightly stunned, staring blankly at him. Before she could react, her lips were sealed with his.

With two light touches, it was over in the blink of an eye.

Yu Nanqing swallowed hard, her heart filled with turmoil.

"My sweetheart made a promise to me yesterday, saying she'd be happy with me for life. I'm already trying my best to control my possessiveness. My sweetheart should also behave herself, right?" He reached out and brushed the stray hairs from her forehead, his tone unusually gentle, as he gently twirled the bow decoration on her dress with his arm around her.

Yu Nanqing's ears turned slightly red as she stared at the two people in the mirror in front of her, her heart burning with excitement. She was coaxed into nodding and saying, "Mm."

Shen Mochen bought two sets of hiking clothes, one in dark green and the other in black and white, one in his size and the other in Yu Nanqing's size.

When paying the bill, I even smiled for the first time because of the nice things the clerk said.

He would be happy with anything that could be linked to a romantic relationship with Yu Nanqing.

"You know them?" Even after they had walked quite a distance, Chen Qing was still staring at their backs. Liu Jiaojiao's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked aloud.

Chen Qing's expression faltered slightly, and he quickly looked away. "Yes, there's an investment project recently, and she happens to be the person in charge."

"Oh, I see." Liu Jiaojiao nodded, then glanced at the two people's backs again.

She suspected it was more than that. Although Chen Qing had a gentle personality, he always only went through the motions with strangers.

Just now, she saw that Chen Qing's eyes were practically glued to the other person.

And the man next to that woman, she recognized him; he seemed to be the eldest son of the Shen family, the president of the Shen Group.

I've heard she's ruthless and a ruthless killer, but the scene of the two of them being so affectionate just now suggests otherwise. But it could also be because that woman is too cunning.

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He Jing arrived at Shuijun Bay early the next morning.

Once you've done it once, you'll get used to it. As soon as he entered the house, he teased Qiuqiu, who was entertaining itself, and took it for a run around the yard. He was exhausted, and when it was almost time, he forcibly dragged it back into the house.

Aunt Yang glanced at Qiuqiu, who was clinging to He Jing with unusual excitement, and raised her eyebrows. "Qiuqiu seems to really like Mr. He."

He Jing took a few gulps of water, waved his hand, and sat down in a chair in the restaurant. "It can run so fast, just like Shen Mochen, full of energy."

Aunt Yang paused in her vegetable picking, glanced past him at Qiuqiu, who was sticking its rear end out catching bees by the door, realized something, and chimed in, "It's still young, at the age where it can run and jump."

After picking the vegetables, she turned around to cook them and then asked He Jing to put some dog food in Qiuqiu's bowl.

"This?" He Jing pointed to the bag of dog food in the living room cabinet.

"Okay, give it two pieces of jerky too." Aunt Yang nodded, secretly wanting to reward Qiuqiu, the obedient dog with good eyesight.

She usually takes Qiuqiu out for a walk, and it never runs away. It obediently lets her hold the leash. She thought it didn't like exercise, but it turns out it's just being considerate of her old bones.

He Jing was a quick-witted person. After feeding Qiuqiu, he saw Aunt Yang busy at work and suddenly thought of his elderly mother. His eyes welled up with tears, and he took the spatula from her hand. "Aunt Yang, you rest, I'll do it."

Aunt Yang paused for a moment, "Young Master He, this is not appropriate."

"Aunt Yang, just call me Xiao He, don't be shy. Don't worry, my cooking skills are pretty good," He Jing said with a proud look on his face.

He lost his father at a young age, and his mother raised him alone, so he had to take charge of the household very early. At the age of fifteen, he was recruited into the company by his incredibly wealthy and old-fashioned maternal grandfather.

His mother had a grudge against his maternal grandfather. Ever since she found out that he had been accompanying his grandfather to meet clients and work at the company, she had disliked him in every way, finding fault with him constantly.

Every time he went back, he would be kicked out. At first, he thought his mother couldn't stand to see him doing well, and he was so angry that he didn't go back to see her for a long time.

Later, when he drank so much that he had a stomach hemorrhage, had to beg people like a grandson, and was being completely taken advantage of, he finally understood that his mother couldn't bear to see him live such a hard life.

So he resigned from his grandfather's company to start his own business, opening several hotels and clubs, and thus became a self-made millionaire.

Most importantly, his mother finally stopped kicking him out. As long as he acted cute and acted spoiled, Ms. He would soften her heart and cook him a hot meal.