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

Chapter 71 A wife should love him to death.

The sounds of cooking in the kitchen completely masked the sound of turning pages, so Yu Nanqing felt relieved and rested her chin on her hand as she flipped through the pages.

The first few pages were a catalog of chemical reagents, which she didn't understand, and assumed it was a new project launched by the Shen Group.

The following pages are mostly precautions and instructions for use.

She was so engrossed in watching that she didn't notice the silence in the kitchen. When she looked up again, she met the gaze of Shen Mochen, who was staring at her with his chin resting on his hand.

She paused for two seconds, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes, her fingertips trembling slightly as she loosened her grip on the corner of the document.

The air fell silent for a moment, filled with a strange atmosphere.

"It's time to eat, sweetie." Shen Mochen broke the awkward silence first, stretching out his fingers, hooking them around her little finger, and gently stirring them.

"Okay." Yu Nanqing nodded, and seeing that he didn't pursue the matter, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her doubts about the experiment book were somewhat dispelled.

Shen Mochen let her see it without hesitation, which means there must be nothing wrong with it.

"My dear, you worked hard last night, eat more." Shen Mochen put food on her plate, while his other hand wrapped around her waist, casually tugging at the bow on her skirt.

He was so close, his warm breath spraying against her ear. Yu Nanqing's ears twitched, her body stiffened, and her face flushed slightly. She picked up her chopsticks without looking at him, only glancing at him cautiously out of the corner of her eye.

She felt that something was off about Shen Mochen, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

Shen Mochen noticed that she always looked at him from the side today, and even when he was holding her on the sofa just now, he awkwardly turned his face to the side.

She took a bite of the egg roll, her mind racing. Suddenly, something occurred to her, and she turned to stare intently at the blue earring on Shen Mochen's ear. "Why did you get your ears pierced?"

Seeing that she finally noticed, Shen Mochen raised an eyebrow. "Don't you like it?"

He Jing said that women all like charming and sexy men.

Most importantly, he saw that Chen Qing was wearing white diamond earrings that night.

Although he didn't say it, he was still incredibly jealous.

It's still a bit scary to think about. If he had arrived even a moment later, his beautiful wife would have run off with that greyhound.

Yu Xiaoqing still harbors feelings for Xigou. Perhaps if Xigou uses some tricks, Yu Xiaoqing will be seduced and become a silly fool who only has eyes for Xigou.

However, he is a good person now; he only threatened and intimidated Chen's family and cut off one of their funding chains.

He's so kind; Yu Xiaoqing should love him to death.

"It's...not bad." Yu Nanqing looked into his bright eyes, swallowed hard, and couldn't resist touching them.

It must be admitted that blue diamonds have a certain charm, and when paired with a handsome yet roguish man like Shen Mochen, they can't help but make one's heart flutter.

After finishing his meal, Yu Nanqing went to his art studio.

The editor-in-chief posted the details of yesterday's "Reflecting the Moon" project in the group chat. Yu Nanqing scrolled through it and glanced at the rewards at the bottom. By the end of next year, the group with the best performance would receive a prize of 100,000 yuan and two letters of introduction to participate in a painting competition.

Apart from Xia Yan and herself, everyone else in her group was very active. She hadn't checked her messages all morning, but the group chat already had 99 messages.

Last night, that girl added her on social media, but didn't say anything, just sent a message hoping for a pleasant collaboration.

Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, put down her phone, and felt that things wouldn't be very pleasant.

But right now, it doesn't seem right to tell Xia Yan about what happened last night. What if Xia Yan has a bad temper, or what if that man turns around and blames her? Wouldn't she be the one to suffer?

Moreover, if this incident ruins the team's collaboration, she'll probably be blamed.

If she could find a way to reduce Xia Yan's contact with that man and prevent him from taking advantage of her, the problem could be solved.

She really regretted not taking a picture last night, otherwise she could have just sent it anonymously to Sister Xia Yan.

She sighed softly, finding socializing exhausting, and inexplicably longing for the days when she was…

Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback and shook his head.

She couldn't let herself fall into depravity. Since she had already decided to stay here, she needed to find ways to make her presence felt.

"I added honey to my wife's water."

Just as she was lost in thought, Shen Mochen came in carrying water, acting like a male mother. He inserted the straw and personally fed her the water to her mouth.

Finally, he straightened her collar, afraid that she would get cold.

Yu Nanqing's eyelashes trembled slightly as she leaned forward and hooked her arms around his neck. "Shen Mochen, you're going to spoil me rotten."

Shen Mochen naturally put his arm around her, raising his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing.

I think it's better to spoil him, ideally to let him always depend on me and turn me into a good baby who can be pampered by him.

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Someone in the Project Reflection group suggested holding an offline meeting to exchange ideas.

The other three were chatting enthusiastically, while Yu Nanqing watched quietly. She moved her head and leaned against Shen Mochen's chest, then slipped her feet between his legs, almost making a human pyramid with him.

Shen Mochen felt a surge of heat from her rubbing against him. He reached out and pressed his hand against her thigh, his voice slightly hoarse, "Be good, don't move, I can't take it..."

Yu Nanqing was startled, noticing the strangeness of the object pressing against her buttocks. Her eyes flickered, her ears turned bright red, and she hurriedly moved off him.

Before she could move any further, Shen Mochen grabbed her waist and pulled her back.

"Honey, you go ahead with your work, I'll just... tag along."

Yu Nanqing felt a little stiff all over, and her hand holding the phone inexplicably went weak. Her back was pressed tightly against his chest, her legs slightly bent, and she remained motionless.

After suppressing her unease, she checked the group messages and realized that she had accidentally tapped the phone screen and sent an eye-rolling emoji.

Her pupils dilated in shock, her palms broke out in a cold sweat, and she hurriedly tried to retreat, but it was too late; the time limit had expired and there was no way to retreat.

It’s over.

She pursed her lips and frowned, feeling as if the sky was about to fall.

After letting out a soft breath and calming herself down, she typed out a short apology, clicked send, and then threw away her phone to escape reality.

She stuck her butt out and buried her head in Shen Mochen's chest, hoping he had superpowers to take back that eye-rolling emoji.

Shen Mochen held her head in his arms, running his fingers through her hair, and thought his wife was incredibly cute.

Although he doesn't have superpowers, he has the power of money.

I sent a message to Yu Yan and asked him to take that emoji down.

Yu Nanqing was still unaware of what he had done. She rubbed against him and muttered to herself for a while, then picked up her phone again, looking utterly hopeless. To her surprise, she found that the emoji she had just seen had turned into a mosaic.

She paused slightly, glancing sideways at Shen Mochen, who was staring intently at her with an expression that begged for praise. Her throat tightened, "..."

Now it seems even more difficult to explain.

Fortunately, the other three appeared very magnanimous and all said it was okay.

But they stopped sending messages in the group so enthusiastically.

Yu Nanqing sighed softly.

"If you're unhappy at work, you might as well quit." Shen Mochen leaned over and rested his head on her shoulder, cupping her face and kissing her.