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

Chapter 77 Receive the Certificate

Upon seeing him arrive, Old Master Shen paused for two seconds, glancing in surprise at Butler Liu standing by the door.

The other person awkwardly smoothed their wig, their face showing embarrassment. Their lips moved, and they silently said, "I tried to stop them, but I couldn't."

He did indeed send an anonymous message early in the morning as instructed by the old man, luring the young master to the club. He even locked the private room door several times to prevent the young master from leaving.

But the young master was incredibly shrewd, and almost locked him inside.

"Why is Grandpa looking at Butler Liu? It's not like he's been mentally unstable for just a day or two." Shen Mochen interrupted his eye contact with Butler Liu, and casually sat down in the opposite chair with Yu Nanqing in his arms.

Old Master Shen paused for a moment, then slowly withdrew his gaze. His hand holding the cup was a little unsteady, and his fingertips even trembled as he recalled the scene of Shen Mochen's madness at the Xia family last time.

His expression was not good, and after a long while, he finally looked up at Shen Mochen and said, "I don't agree to this."

Shen Mochen was deeply in love with Yu Nanqing when his hand, which was holding a grape and was about to feed it to her, froze in mid-air. He twitched his brow slightly, turned the grape around, and placed it in the teacup in front of Grandpa Shen. "Grandpa is really getting more and more childish. It's just a grape. You could have just said so. Why don't you agree?"

Yu Nanqing pursed her lips tightly, her hands gripping Shen Mochen's waist, afraid that she would burst out laughing.

Shen Mochen's ability to play dumb is getting better and better.

Old Master Shen stared at him blankly, so angry that he felt a lump in his throat. He picked up his teacup and took a big gulp. "Shen Mochen, I said I don't agree to you being with this woman."

Shen Mochen leaned back. Because he had just heard Yu Xiaoqing say those words about their deep affection, he couldn't feel any anger at Old Master Shen's disapproval.

His fingertips entwined with Yu Nanqing's fingers, his raised eyebrows revealing his pleasure.

Yu Nanqing glanced at him sideways, squeezed his hand, and sat up straight. "Grandpa, may I ask why you disagree?"

Her tone was humble and polite. Old Master Shen, whose temples were throbbing with veins, was finally in a better mood and reluctantly gave her a look, but his tone was still contemptuous, "Our Shen family doesn't want a granddaughter-in-law with no status, no background, and no ability."

"Oh, I see." Yu Nanqing nodded, her eyes brightening slightly. She turned to look at Shen Mochen. "Baby, I'm afraid you'll have to marry into our Yu family. My dad said that as long as you love me, any monsters or demons can enter our Yu family."

"Although our Yu family is not as big as the Shen family, at least we don't judge people with prejudice, and we don't speak to people with our noses in our mouths. Most importantly, my dad and I will be devoted to you."

Shen Mochen looked at her quietly, a smile in his eyes, the tenderness in his gaze almost overflowing.

He slowly withdrew his hand from her waist, sat up straight, and pulled her into his arms, resting his head on her shoulder. He glanced at the old man opposite him, whose face was almost as black as charcoal. "Okay, baby~"

Yu Nanqing's body stiffened slightly, her nerves tingling as he spoke so intimately to her ear.

"Let's go then. If we make it today, we should still be able to get the marriage certificate." She grabbed her bag and made a move to get up.

She stopped just as she stepped off the seat, turning her head to look at Grandpa Shen, who was so angry he couldn't speak. "Oh, right, we'll have to trouble you, Grandpa, to give us Achen's household registration book."

"Baby, I live alone, and my household registration book is in my pocket." Shen Mochen reached out and pulled her back, kissed her cheek as if no one else was around, and then walked towards the door with her in his arms.

Once outside the private room and out of the old man's sight, Yu Nanqing finally couldn't hold back any longer. She let go of Shen Mochen, bent over, and burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.

Upon hearing the noise, she hurriedly went forward and hugged Shen Mochen, burying her head in his chest, her lips tightly pressed together, her body trembling as she laughed incessantly.

She just wanted to annoy the old man, since he looked down on people, but she didn't expect Shen Mochen to be so tactful.

"How long are you going to keep laughing, sweetie?"

Laughing until her legs were weak, Yu Nanqing clung to Shen Mochen, letting him hold her.

Hearing the voice, she slowly raised her head, her eyes flushed with laughter, and her pupils were still brimming with tears.

Shen Mochen's eyes flickered slightly, a hint of desire flashing in them. He closed the elevator door, pinned her against the wall, and showered her with kisses.

She was already beautiful enough, but she still kept trying to seduce him.

He was still young and full of vigor, and couldn't tolerate even the slightest bit of it.

Once the elevator reached the underground parking lot, he reluctantly let her go. His voice was low and husky as he leaned in and licked her earlobe, saying what he hadn't said before, "After you've finished laughing, we should go get our marriage certificate."

Yu Nanqing's expression froze slightly, and she looked up at him in surprise, "Are you serious?"

She was just using that as an excuse.

But getting married is fine too, it's bound to happen sooner or later anyway.

Hearing her words, Shen Mochen paused for a moment, then put her in the car. He leaned against the door, staring intently at her with dark, unfathomable eyes. "Was my little darling joking just now?"

Before Yu Nanqing could reply, he reached out and covered her lips, afraid of hearing an answer he didn't want to hear.

His brow twitched slightly as he suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and said seriously, "But I took it seriously."

Yu Nanqing met his dark eyes, and her heart trembled. In the quiet parking lot, she could even clearly hear her own strong heartbeat.

She hadn't participated in her first marriage. Shen Mochen kidnapped her to Shuijun Bay, and when she woke up, she had already become his wife without even realizing it.

This was the second time, but... she was inexplicably a little nervous. She swallowed hard, and under Shen Mochen's gaze, she slowly tilted her head. Just as she was about to grin foolishly, her head was lifted and turned back.

"Yu Xiaoqing, speak." Receiving no response, Shen Mochen felt a surge of panic, and the hands he held in her face trembled slightly.

Yu Nanqing blushed, pursed her lips, and shyly tiptoed to stop him. Only when he wasn't staring at her did she dare to speak up, "I could also be serious."

"...I don't have to." Shen Mochen was silent for two seconds, his eyes filled with excitement and agitation.

“That…is true.” Yu Nanqing paused for two seconds before replying hastily.

"…Um."!!!

Shen Mochen replied calmly, his heart pounding. He was so flustered when he turned around that he couldn't get his hands into his suit pockets for a long time. In the end, he awkwardly put one hand in his coat pocket and the other in his trouser pocket.

Yu Xiaoqing said she was willing to marry him.

He was almost... overjoyed.

"Shen Mochen, is your butt itchy?" Yu Nanqing stared at his awkward posture, hesitated for a moment and asked, seeing that he froze, she kindly walked closer to him, glanced around and, not seeing anyone else, asked in a low voice, "Do you need me to scratch it for you?"

“…No need.” Shen Mochen’s eyes flickered as he pulled his hand away and quickly curled his fingers into his palm, afraid that she would discover that his fingers were stiff with excitement.