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

Chapter 55 The Unexplained Cold War

Noticing her gaze, Shen Mochen's brow twitched slightly, and he even learned to say one thing but mean another. "The sales assistant recommended it, saying that this one is very popular."

In the past, he would have definitely taken advantage of this benefit to get as much money as possible from Yu Nanqing.

Yu Nanqing slowly withdrew her gaze, sighed softly, and said in a disappointed tone, "I thought Mr. Shen had secretly investigated my preferences."

Shen Mochen paused in his actions, his thin lips moved slightly, and after a long while, he hesitated to speak.

Before the unclear emotion in his eyes had faded, a sweet voice came from beside him, "Mr. Shen, it's not too late to investigate now."

"Never mind." After saying that, she felt that was too slow, frowned, and added.

"I'll just tell Mr. Shen directly."

"..." Shen Mochen let out a silent sigh, his heart pounding with each of her heavy breaths.

A cool breeze blew in from outside the window, dispelling much of the summer's restlessness.

Shen Mochen gripped the steering wheel, his eyebrows slightly raised, glancing at his adorable child beside him in the rearview mirror every now and then.

As the psychologist suggested, by controlling her possessiveness and abandoning the idea of ​​imprisoning her beautiful and obedient son, everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction.

The car arrived at the bottom of the building.

Yu Nanqing got out of the car with her bag. Seeing that Shen Mochen didn't move, she pursed her lips, propped her chin on her hand, and leaned against the window. "Don't you want to come up and sit for a while?"

Shen Mochen stared at her, his fingertips gently caressing her. He tried to resist, but couldn't, so he opened the door, got out of the car, and went upstairs with her.

I'll maintain the distance the doctor mentioned tomorrow.

Yu Nanqing chuckled, and as soon as she stepped into the elevator, she quietly moved closer and took his hand.

The elevator, which had only two people, gradually filled with a pinkish bubbly atmosphere.

The two had barely entered the room when there was a knock on the door. It was their neighbor from across the hall. He had come over once the night before and brought her some homemade cookies, so Yu Nanqing greeted him politely, "Is there something you need?"

"Miss Yu, I tried making cream puffs today. Would you be so kind as to try them?"

Yu Nanqing paused for a moment, then said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my boyfriend is here, so..."

"Miss Yu...do you have a boyfriend?" Jiang Yu paused, a hint of surprise on his face, as he held the cream puff box.

Shen Mochen sat on the sofa, his dark eyes unfathomable, staring intently at the two who were chatting happily. Only when he heard Yu Nanqing say that she had a boyfriend did the chill around him dissipate slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Miss Yu's neighbor is really kind-hearted."

Upon returning after closing the door, Yu Nanqing paused upon hearing this, glanced at Shen Mochen across from her with a normal expression, and chuckled, "Yes, the lady next door is also very nice. She has an orange cat, chubby and cute. I met her in the elevator this morning, and she even allowed me to pet the cat."

"Oh..." Shen Mochen lowered his eyes, concealing the jealousy in them. "Miss Yu is very popular."

“Yes, I think so too.” Yu Nanqing didn’t notice the oddity in his words and echoed him, her lips curving into a smile because she was being praised.

"It's getting late, I'll be going now." Seeing her happy because so many people liked her, Shen Mochen was so jealous that he was afraid he would grab her waist and threaten her that she was his alone, so he immediately got up.

Yu Nanqing paused, stopping her pouring of water. She turned to look at him, and when she saw the faint blue veins trembling on his arm, her brows furrowed, and she put down the cup in her hand.

"You...are you jealous?" As he walked over, Yu Nanqing pondered the possible reasons that might have caused him to lose control, and finally found only this one reasonable explanation.

Receiving no response only confirmed Yu Nanqing's suspicions.

Before she could feel secretly pleased, she took his hand and comforted him, "They are just passersby in my life. Can you bear to see me all alone and helpless here?"

“You can come stay at my place.” Shen Mochen’s eyes were a little red, and surprisingly he didn’t try to hide it.

Yu Nanqing was taken aback by his directness and fell silent for a moment, unsure of what to say.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Shen Mochen misunderstood and pulled his hand away from hers. Coming back to his senses, he let out a soft breath and spoke in a somewhat cold tone, as if he were sulking with himself, "Miss Yu likes liveliness, while I prefer peace and quiet. Our lifestyles are different. If we can't fit in, we might as well not try to fit in in the first place."

Yu Nanqing's expression stiffened slightly as she watched his departing figure. She moved her lips, but ultimately refrained from uttering any objections.

She really doesn't like being restrained or locked up.

But... why can't we balance it out?

Shen Mochen really knows how to annoy people; he should have just avoided getting involved in the first place.

If you don't give it a try, who knows if you can fit in?

Before going to bed that night, she sent Shen Mochen a goodnight message as usual, but he didn't reply, though he didn't block her either.

Yu Nanqing sighed several times, feeling inexplicably irritable.

Shen Mochen is truly very different from before.

He won't constantly spout yandere-like remarks, won't exude masculine charm at her all the time, and certainly won't act like he can't live without her.

My heart feels empty, and it's strangely uncomfortable.

……

After the unpleasant parting, Yu Nanqing realized that seeing Shen Mochen was indeed extremely difficult.

She was ignored by Shen Mochen; her messages to him went unanswered, and her calls went unanswered.

She didn't even know where he frequented.

"not in a good mood?"

Hearing the concerned voice, Yu Nanqing looked up dejectedly and met Xia Yan's eyes. She nodded slightly and said, "Mm."

"What's wrong? Tell me, maybe I can help."

Yu Nanqing paused, then, as if remembering something, her eyes lit up. "Sister Yan, do you know Shen Mochen, the president of the Shen Group?"

Xia Yan paused in her actions, and when she looked at her again, her eyes held a more complex emotion. "...I know."

Yu Nanqing's eyes lit up even more. "Sister Yan, can you tell me where I can see him?"

Xia Yan tapped her fingers on the keyboard, "You want to see him?"

"Yes, I really want to." Yu Nanqing nodded vigorously, making no attempt to hide her feelings.

"He goes to the number one club in the capital occasionally, but only members can get in." Xia Yan was silent for a while before finally telling her.

"How can I get a membership?" Yu Nanqing asked with great interest when she heard that there was a way.

“Go three times, each time spending 500,000, and you need to get a membership card with a deposit of 10 million.” Xia Yan replied, watching helplessly as her face changed color, turning deathly pale.

"I can take you in." Xia Yan sighed softly, ultimately unable to harden her heart against her sweet and adorable face.

She didn't quite understand where Shen Mochen's charm came from, that all the little darlings around her revolved around him.

Her carefree stepsister is one, and so is this new kid she just met.

"Sister Yan, you're so kind!" Yu Nanqing's face lit up instantly, brimming with energy.