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

Chapter 7 My Wife's Mouth, a Deceptive Deity

"What are you thinking about, sweetie? Reminiscing about your university days?" Seeing her staring blankly at the peacock in the classroom, Shen Mochen twirled a strand of her hair with his fingers, watching with an inscrutable expression as the golden waves eagerly wrapped around his slender fingers.

Yu Nanqing snapped out of her daze, glanced at him lightly, and said nothing, determined to ignore him for a day.

"I think, my dear, you're reminiscing about your first love." Seeing that she didn't speak, Shen Mochen's dark eyes darkened a bit, and then he slowly spoke.

"Bullshit, I'm a bachelor for life!" Yu Nanqing frowned, instinctively defending himself.

She has been single for 23 years and has always been proud of it.

If it weren't for that despicable Shen Mochen, she could have kept challenging this record until she died.

Of course, if you don't count her transmigration experience, she is convinced that she can maintain this for so long.

"Goodness, she really lies without thinking." Shen Mochen stared at her indignant expression, his fingertips moving to her face, where the fine hairs were not covered by the mask and hat, and from his angle he could see them.

He slightly bent his fingertips and gently scraped, his hands didn't itch, but his heart was itching terribly.

He had already investigated his beautiful wife.

I've had several relationships without really knowing what they were like.

She used to be so love-struck, completely different from the shrewd and calculating Yu Nanqing who is now married to him.

I don't know if it's because I loved too much before, and after being hurt, I closed my heart and locked away my love, and my mind became sharp from then on.

She's got such a strong personality now; even if she doesn't move, her colorful little expressions are enough to keep him entertained all day.

It's incredibly alluring.

If you like him even a little bit, that's even more alluring.

Although she says she likes him on the surface, her little mouth is like a spring; if she doesn't go along with her little whims, she'll react wildly.

Thinking about it this way, I feel quite jealous.

I'm jealous of those ugly men who manage to get even a little bit of their wives' love...

Ah…

Yu Nanqing stopped speaking, because she suddenly remembered that she was no longer the original owner of the body. If she spoke again, she would be tricked into revealing the whole story of her transmigration into the book.

When Sophia came out of the classroom, Yu Nanqing suddenly noticed many strange gazes staring at her. She looked up but found nothing.

When she returned to Shuijun Bay, she learned what had happened.

I don't know who spread the rumors, but they said on the school's online forum that she was an ugly freak who had taken over someone else's place and a shameless woman who stole her sister's fiancé.

Aunt Chen spoke with great enthusiasm in front of her, spitting everywhere, and seemed even angrier than the person in question.

Yu Nanqing sipped her lemonade and listened with great interest.

The villainous female supporting character has already claimed the title of "villainous".

If the male protagonist cared about Sophia, he could find her information on the school's official website.

This trip was absolutely worth it.

"Madam, the master will definitely be able to handle this. You should go and talk to him a little, whisper in his ear or something, it will definitely work," Aunt Chen said, offering her advice.

The couple only started acting like a normal couple about six months ago. Before that, it was like a war, with the wife's desperate screams and the sounds of smashing and breaking things always audible.

Yu Nanqing raised her eyes and shook her head. "Aunt Chen, I can't even touch my phone or leave the house. I don't care what rumors are circulating online."

As for whether Shen Mochen will be troubled, that's none of her business.

Aunt Chen sighed, turned around silently, and handed her another glass of lemonade, deliberately without adding any sugar. "Madam, please take a glass of lemonade up to the master."

"Madam, please don't drink it secretly."

Yu Nanqing was about to take a bite when she heard this and paused, "Don't worry, Aunt Chen, I'm not that greedy."

It was as if Shen Mochen had installed some kind of surveillance camera on her. As soon as she entered the study, she met Shen Mochen's dark eyes through the half-open study door.

Their eyes met, and then the corners of his eyes squinted upwards, like a devilish charm, "Wife..."

Yu Nanqing was startled and shivered at his shout. She pushed open the door and went in with the water in her hand. "Lemonade, made by Aunt Chen herself."

She deliberately stood a little further away from him, but she underestimated the length of Shen Mochen's arms. He reached out and caught her buttocks, pulling her into his arms.

"If you're busy, I won't bother you." Looking into Shen Mochen's eyes, which seemed to be eyeing its prey, Yu Nanqing's heart trembled slightly, and she felt inexplicably afraid.

She tried to push him away, but to no avail; instead, it only made it easier for Shen Mochen to pull her closer.

"No matter how busy I am, I'll still find time to please my wife." Shen Mochen gently bit her neck, his fingertips unknowingly slipping inside her clothes.

"..." Yu Nanqing gritted his teeth inwardly, daring not to speak out in anger.

How could he have the nerve to say such shameless things with that handsome face?

Who are they trying to please?

"There's a gathering at the old house tonight, Qingqing has to come with me." He moved his lips to her face, giving her a couple of light, teasing kisses.

"I'm not going." Yu Nanqing refused without even thinking.

She never wanted to go back to that place that devoured people without spitting out the bones.

She was almost killed by Shen Mochen's stepmother last time, and she still has psychological trauma from it.

I won't touch you tonight.

"Plus two hours of playing on your phone, the kind with internet access." Seeing an opening, Yu Nanqing seized the opportunity to make a small request.

“…Hmm.” Shen Mochen stared at her darting eyes and reluctantly responded.

Old Master Shen was an extremely shrewd man, and he disapproved of the marriage from beginning to end.

But the method he disapproves of is not throwing checks at people, but threatening, kidnapping, intimidation, or even silencing them.

So far, all that has been done to Yu Nanqing is to threaten her, but the dim-witted Yu Nanqing didn't notice at all last time, as she was too busy arguing with Jiang Yao who was cursing her for not being able to have children.

Old Master Shen's methods are no less than Shen Mochen's, so he needs to gain Old Master Shen's approval of Yu Nanqing in order to protect her to the greatest extent.

But Yu Nanqing clearly couldn't understand him, and when he still wasn't satisfied after changing into the third suit, his anger reached its peak.

She flung the dress in her hand and turned to sink into the soft sofa.

When Shen Mochen reluctantly picked her up, her eyes were already red and she looked like she had suffered a great injustice.

"You were the one who wanted to try it, so how did it end up being my fault?" Shen Mochen pinched her pert buttocks and sighed softly.

Yu Nanqing stuck her butt out and remained silent.

Her indignant eyes were fixed on the ground, but she always managed to slap away Shen Mochen's hand that reached out to touch her.

"I was wrong, wife."

"You know, I was neglected by my parents growing up, and I was even framed occasionally. The only reason I've survived this long is because I'm shameless. I'm trying to change, honey. I won't be so shameless and picky anymore."

"Please forgive me."

"Otherwise, my heart would be in so much pain that I could hardly breathe."

He took her hand, slipped it under her clothes, ran it across her defined abdominal muscles, and finally landed on her chest muscles, letting her feel the strong, powerful beat of her heart.