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

Chapter 81: Failed Test

After searching the master bedroom to no avail, her heart tightened. She pretended nothing was wrong and went out, cautiously glancing around. Seeing that Shen Mochen hadn't come out yet, she quietly slipped into the study next door.

The study was furnished much the same as before, but without her things, it felt particularly cold and austere.

There were some open documents on the desk, but Yu Nanqing ignored them and focused all her attention on the desk cabinet.

The cabinets on both sides were filled with documents and books, but the large cabinet in the middle was locked, and Yu Nanqing didn't know what was inside.

A strong sixth sense told her that what she wanted to know was definitely in this cabinet.

She pushed back her office chair, attempting to rummage through drawers and cabinets to find the key. Just as she moved something aside and reached into the innermost drawer, the office door was forced open.

Yu Nanqing was startled and hurriedly pushed the cabinet back. Her heart was in her throat as she racked her brains for a way to explain herself.

She swallowed hard, her eyelids twitching, and when she turned her head, she realized that it was Qiuqiu who had pushed the door open.

She breathed a sigh of relief and slumped back into her office chair to calm herself down.

But before she could even calm down for two seconds, Shen Mochen appeared in her field of vision.

Yu Nanqing's heart tightened. She glanced down at the ball that she was holding and reached out to stroke its head.

What a good dog! It turns out it came to warn her.

"What are you doing in the study, my little one?"

Shen Mochen asked, then stepped in, ignoring his still-wet hair, pushed aside the dog in front of him, and kissed her face several times.

Yu Nanqing was still shaken, so her eyes darted around, and she seemed a little guilty. "Come... let's find a book to read."

Shen Mochen stared at her, pulled up a handkerchief to wring out the water that was about to drip from her hair, and said, "When did you start liking to read, my dear?"

In the past, fearing she would be bored, he would often buy her Mary Sue novels suitable for girls her age, but she never touched them, let alone read them.

Whenever she complained that he didn't give her freedom, didn't give her a phone, and wanted to bore her to death, he would bring these books to her.

She would either ignore him completely or give him a quick glance before calling him a pervert, saying that a grown man likes to read these kinds of books. Even worse, she would take these books and try to smash him into an ugly monster.

His pretty daughter doesn't seem like the kind of book-loving child he is.

He slowly stood up, released her rosy lips, glanced at the disturbed desk and cabinets, and his heart gradually darkened.

A while ago, Chen Qing's company was competing with Shen's for the same project. Maybe Guai Guai is Chen Qing's spy.

No wonder she deliberately tried to please him.

There was a moment of silence in the study. Yu Nanqing was like a lamb waiting to be slowly tortured, her eyelashes trembling and her heart clenching with tension.

She pursed her lips and replied after a long while, "I got a little bored while waiting for you, so I thought I'd find a book to pass the time."

"Is that so?" Shen Mochen withdrew his gaze, his eyes falling back on her. Looking at her nervous little expression, he slightly raised his fingertip, touched her lips, and leaned down to kiss her again before speaking in a sinister tone, "I feel like Guai Guai is lying."

"No...no." Yu Nanqing instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, her gaze meeting his unfathomable black eyes, her fingertips trembling slightly. "I'll help you dry your hair."

"Okay." Shen Mochen didn't refuse. He reached out and lifted her onto the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, his head just touching her chest so she could brush against him without him having to bend down.

He lowered his eyes and played with the small white balls on her skirt, squeezing them one by one and then casually stretching them all into strips. His eyes were fixed on her smooth, fair thighs. After a while, he slipped his fingertips into the skirt and traced them upwards along her thigh.

The butterfly tattoo I had on me is gone.

The thing on his leg was gone when she left.

He paused with his fingertip, pressed on that spot, and saw Guai Guai tremble. He slowly raised his eyes to look at her. "Guai Guai, how about we get a butterfly tattooed here?"

Yu Nanqing stiffened slightly, her eyes shifted, and her hand holding the handkerchief trembled. After a long while, she finally moved her lips, "Shen Mochen...we had tattoos before...right?"

Her heart was beating a little fast.

It's because of the excitement and anticipation that certain truths are about to emerge.

But soon, this excitement dissipated, and the hope was completely shattered.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could we have gotten tattoos before?"

Hearing her tentative question and seeing her dazed and frightened expression, Shen Mochen's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he lowered his eyes to stare at her smooth and flawless thighs.

She had indeed been testing him.

If he said yes, she might do what she always did: try every means to leave him, and then stop pretending and continue to be hysterical towards him.

The kindness shown to him now is indeed a trap he's been set for.

Thinking of this, Shen Mochen lowered his eyes, feeling as if his heart was about to burst, bleeding continuously.

If she's going to lie to him, she'd better lie for a long time and make it look convincing. If he catches her doing something wrong, he won't let her get away again.

Yu Nanqing looked up and forced a smile. "Yeah, I was talking nonsense. Maybe... I was dreaming about it."

"But can I not get a tattoo? It hurts so much."

She continued wiping him until he was half-dry before stopping. Then, she rubbed him as she got off the desk and pulled the documents that were about to fall to the floor back up and straightened them.

It seems she no longer needs to seek the truth. If Shen Mochen really remembers, given his personality, he won't pretend not to know her.

Besides, she had been testing him so obviously just now, he shouldn't be unaware of what she was asking.

It seems that Shen Mochen has truly been stripped of his memories.

I'm a little sad, but it's okay. If they don't remember, they can create new memories, even better ones.

Both of them were restless, while Qiuqiu, who didn't understand anything, was still lying by the door wagging its tail.

The matter of getting a butterfly tattoo was dropped. Yu Nanqing went into the master bedroom to rummage through her clothes in preparation for taking a shower. While looking for underwear, she suddenly noticed an unopened box in the underwear cabinet.

She paused for two seconds, thinking it was some kind of gift Shen Mochen had prepared for her. Her face flushed slightly as she carefully took it out and opened the package.

There was also a pink letter in the box. Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, her heart filled with pink bubbles.

I didn't expect Shen Mochen to be so perceptive.

Underneath the letter was a set of sexy lingerie, with lace detailing that was both revealing and sensual.

Yu Nanqing's face immediately burned. She pushed the box aside and opened the letter.

But when she saw the signature, she froze, her fingertips trembled slightly, and her expression changed repeatedly.

The person I'm giving this sexy lingerie to is... Xia Yue.

Shen Mochen, who had just dried his hair and entered, was still unaware of what was happening. He habitually moved closer to her, put his arm around her, and rubbed his head against her face.

After being pushed away and slapped in the face, he realized something was wrong. He stared at her in astonishment and confusion, feeling as if his wife's head was about to catch fire.