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

Chapter 58 Jealousy over a dog

When she has money in the future, she will buy a villa and take good care of it.

Shen Mochen's brows furrowed slightly.

A friend's house? I go there every day?

He will go crazy.

Just watching her bump into people around her, even if it was just a casual greeting, made him want to kill them.

"Why bother others? Just take care of her at my place." Shen Mochen wanted her to move in with him, but remembering that they had broken up and had a cold war last time because of this, he swallowed his words.

He needs to let her know that he has changed, and that he has become a good person, a kind and understanding person.

"Don't force yourself." Yu Nanqing hesitated slightly, afraid that he would change his mind in the next second, so she made a final decision, "I'll call the boss right now."

"Hmm." Shen Mochen didn't stop her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and casually tugged at the hem of her lace skirt, which was hanging down on her thigh.

"Shen Mochen, you're so good to me." Yu Nanqing raised her eyebrows and tilted her head back to kiss his chin.

Just as she was about to pull away, Shen Mochen cupped her face and pressed his lips to hers.

Breathless from the kiss, Shen Mochen finally released her, his eyes filled with tenderness.

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The next day, Yu Nanqing and Shen Mochen went to the pet market. Qiuqiu was exceptionally intelligent; upon seeing the two of them, it began wagging its tail frantically from a distance.

Even the pet shop owner was taken aback. In the past, this Alaskan Malamute acted as if everyone owed it hundreds of bones. People who were interested in its appearance would usually be deterred by its aloof demeanor, thinking it was a mentally challenged dog with only defects. It would ignore everyone, but as soon as someone chose it, it would go crazy and stick out its tongue like a madman.

He had never seen such enthusiasm before, so much so that he couldn't help but glance at Yu Nanqing and Shen Mochen several times.

They are all people.

Could it be... that even dogs can be attracted to beautiful women these days?

He scratched his head, unable to figure it out, and simply stopped thinking about it.

They happily sold the dog.

"Qiuqiu, I miss you so much... I love you so much." Yu Nanqing hugged her and rubbed her, but before they could be affectionate for long, her waist was wrapped around him.

Shen Mochen pulled her back into his arms, his brows furrowed slightly, a hint of disgust in his eyes, "There are bacteria, you need to wash it."

Yu Nanqing looked up, knowing his germaphobia, and didn't argue. She obediently withdrew her hand and nodded, "Okay, and while you're at it, go to the pet store and buy some toys for it."

Seeing that she didn't resist, Shen Mochen's suppressed and heavy mood finally improved a bit. He personally pushed the dog to the back seat of the car, carefully wiped his hands with a wet wipe, and then sat back in the driver's seat.

After being pinched on the bottom by Shen Mochen and glared at several times, Qiuqiu didn't dare to be unruly at all. She sat obediently in the seat, and even the speed at which her tail wagged slowed down a lot.

The vet gave it a full-body check-up and then gave it a bath.

When Yu Nanqing and Shen Mochen returned from shopping and picked it up, the beautiful veterinarian at the pet hospital praised it repeatedly for being well-behaved.

Yu Nanqing chuckled and patted its head. "Our Qiuqiu is really great. It makes its sister proud."

Qiuqiu was very happy, wagging its tail and shaking its ears.

Shen Mochen glanced at its pathetic appearance, his face turning as black as charcoal, feeling particularly upset because his wife had praised another dog.

But as soon as Yu Nanqing turned her head to look at him, he immediately raised his eyebrows and looked magnanimous.

If it weren't for his obedient wife holding his hand the whole time, he would have cursed this pretentious, attention-grabbing idiot dog to death in his heart.

Stepping into Shui Jun Bay again, Yu Nanqing was still somewhat dazed. Looking at the huge villa, her eyes inexplicably felt hot.

The roses in the yard were still in full bloom, and the villa was spotless, but there was no trace of her life there, nor were the aunties. It was so desolate that it was heartbreaking.

"Isn't there a nanny?" Yu Nanqing sat on the sofa, gently stroking Qiuqiu's fur, and asked after Shen Mochen returned with the water.

Shen Mochen paused for a moment, and after she filled the water bottle, he deliberately moved closer to block her hand from touching the ball, and then naturally pulled her into his arms. "I don't come back to stay often."

Every time I come back, I think of her, and then I lose control and go crazy, wishing I could strangle myself, wishing I could destroy this damn world.

Yu Nanqing felt a pang of pain in her heart. She turned around, straddled his lap, hugged his waist tightly, and gently stroked his face with her fingers. After a moment, she raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "How about I come and stay with you this weekend?"

Shen Mochen was slightly taken aback, a dark undercurrent flowing through his eyes, "Goodness...are you serious?"

Mingming, she used to think about escaping Shuijun Bay every day.

This place should be hell for her.

"Mm." Yu Nanqing nodded in response. She actually wanted to move back in right away, but she felt that the two of them had only just confirmed their relationship, and she was afraid that Shen Mochen would revert to his true nature and not let her go out once he moved in.

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Their relationship progressed rapidly. When he had nothing to do, Shen Mochen would stay at Yu Nanqing's apartment every day, and Yu Nanqing also greatly reduced the time she spent going to the company, simply staying at home to paint.

The apartment has three bedrooms and one living room: a master bedroom, a guest bedroom, and the other room, which Yu Nanqing converted into a painting studio.

A tatami mat was placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the studio. In order not to disturb her painting, Shen Mochen often sat on the tatami mat and watched her.

Just watch and do nothing.

Only after he saw her put down her paintbrush did he come over, massage her shoulders and back, and praise her for her skill while admiring her painting.

Yu Nanqing really liked this feeling; having her favorite things affirmed by the person she liked made her incredibly happy.

After finishing the last stroke of the day, she stretched and turned her head to see that Shen Mochen had fallen asleep on the tatami mat.

The sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling directly on the man's handsome face, casting a soft glow like scattered little stars.

Shen Mochen seemed to be sleeping restlessly, his brows were furrowed, his forehead was covered in sweat, and his breathing was slightly rapid.

Yu Nanqing leaned closer, shielding him from the sun with her hand. Seeing his lips moving, she leaned in to try and hear what he was saying.

But as soon as they got close, Shen Mochen suddenly opened his eyes, gripped her hand tightly, and his scarlet eyes were filled with indifference and coldness.

Yu Nanqing was startled and took two steps back, her voice hesitant, "Shen Mochen?"

Shen Mochen stared intently at her, his gaze gradually clearing, his rapid breathing subsiding. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, his lips brushing against her cheek before gently pausing near her ear. His trembling voice held a pleading tone, "Don't leave me."

He just had a dream in which the comments that told him where his sweetheart was appeared again. The comments said that everything he had now was an illusion, that Yu Nanqing wanted to be with him, but that was fake, and that she was only getting close to him to complete the task she had to do to return to her world.

As soon as he fully trusts her, she will abandon him and disappear immediately.

Yu Nanqing paused for a moment, then slowly reached out and hugged him back, gently patting his back. "I won't leave, don't be afraid."