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

Chapter 113 He shamelessly pestered her

Yu Nanqing only saw Shen Mochen after she came out of the surgery. The anesthesia was still in effect, leaving her feeling full of grievances and anger, but she couldn't vent them.

She twitched her fingertips, then turned her head away from looking at him.

It wasn't until she was wheeled into the ward and Shen Mochen picked her up and moved her to the bed that she weakly gave him a slap, saying, "You bastard."

"Yes, I'm a bastard." Shen Mochen's fingers were still trembling. The lingering fear made the bloodshot in his eyes grow darker. He slowly lowered his eyes and struggled to wipe away the tears streaming down his face.

Looking at his beloved on the bed, his heart ached as if it were about to tear apart. He suddenly felt unsteady on his feet and knelt down beside the bed with a thud. He grabbed her hand and whispered regretfully, "I'm sorry, my dear. I will never ignore your calls again."

Seeing his disheveled appearance, Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, a pang of sadness rising in her heart. "Shen Mochen, I'm sleepy, I want to go to sleep."

"Okay." Shen Mochen paused, his reddened eyes trembling slightly. He lowered his gaze, got up, and walked outside.

Seeing his actions, Yu Nanqing was taken aback and hurriedly grabbed his clothes, "The lamp is on the bedside table."

Shen Mochen froze for two seconds, hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at her. He raised his hand and placed it on her forehead to smooth her hair. "I'll stand guard at the door and won't disturb you. Just rest quietly."

Yu Nanqing frowned, feeling that Shen Mochen was acting strangely today, as if he was deliberately distancing himself from her.

Her head started to ache as soon as she started thinking. She took a deep breath, slowly loosened her grip on his clothes, and gently pressed her temples.

Just as Jiang Yu had said, her leg was broken, so she couldn't turn to the side. She could only sulk and say in a low voice, "You should just go back. You can get some breakfast for Qiuqiu then."

Shen Mochen's expression stiffened slightly, his feet felt like they were filled with cement, as heavy as a jack.

He's so shameless for clinging to me and staying in the ward.

However, whenever he sees Guai Guai's face, he can't help but think of that cat pattern and the cruel reality.

His goodness, it seems, has deceived him once again.

After a long silence in the ward, Yu Nanqing finally heard the sound of footsteps gradually receding into the distance.

Her heart, hanging in mid-air, felt utterly cold. She pouted, but the tears still wouldn't stop and streamed down her face.

She closed her eyes and cried uncontrollably until her heart was pounding. She stopped, grabbed the sheets and wiped herself, then opened her eyes to find herself facing a pair of dark eyes.

She was startled, and tears streamed down her face again.

"Why are you crying, sweetie? Didn't you tell me to go back?" Shen Mochen didn't even leave the house; he turned back at the door.

It's still just speculation whether I'll lie to him, and there's still a 50% chance he's wrong.

But if he really storms off today, he'll regret it terribly.

He took out a wet tissue and gently wiped away her tears. Finally, he kissed the corner of her eye and said, "My dear, it must hurt a lot, right? I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Yu Nanqing stared at him blankly, her ears turning red with embarrassment. After a long while, she shook her head and said, "I was given anesthesia, so it doesn't hurt right now."

Shen Mochen dragged a chair over and sat down in front of the bed. He took her hand and wrapped it in his palm, his warm breath occasionally blowing through the gap between their hands onto her fingers.

It felt hot and itchy, making me want to shrink back.

"Go to sleep, I'll stay here with you." He warmed her hands and tucked them tightly into the blanket before reaching out to turn off the light.

Yu Nanqing nodded. She was already sleepy, and she fell asleep almost immediately after closing her eyes.

She didn't sleep for long before the anesthesia wore off and she started to feel pain. She couldn't scratch or pick at her fingers, and she could only groan and clutch the blanket tightly in discomfort.

She didn't understand, since she had fallen so many times before and was fine.

I fell on the carpet last night, how did I get hit?

Shen Mochen went to the doctor and got painkillers. He fed her warm water and felt so heartbroken that he even wanted to cut himself twice.

Yu Nanqing obediently took her medicine, but she couldn't lie still, so she asked Shen Mochen to help her sit up.

She leaned against the pillow, her messy hair obscuring her face. She reached out to brush it away, but some strands still slipped through and floated to her face.

Shen Mochen reached out and tidied her hair, then took out a hair clip from his pocket and pinned the stray hairs on her forehead.

Her pale face was marred only by an unusual red hue on her lips, which had been bitten and were now mixed with blood, making them appear even more vibrant.

Her appearance gave her a rather haggard look, like a sickly beauty.

Yu Nanqing looked up at Shen Mochen and couldn't help but whine, "Shen Mochen, I want a hug."

"Mmm." The man responded softly, his heart softening like water. He carefully embraced her, his fingertips running through her hair, gently soothing her.

Hearing about her broken bone, Xia Yan came to visit her, carrying a fruit basket. As she entered, she happened to see Shen Mochen combing her hair.

Looking at the incredibly gentle man in front of her, Xia Yan's pupils dilated in shock. She had never seen this man be so gentle to anyone before.

To make it easier for Yu Nanqing to eat, Shen Mochen tied her hair into a low ponytail, with the hair in front of her forehead pinned back with a hair clip.

A steaming breakfast was laid out on the small table on the bed. Yu Nanqing was chewing an egg when she saw her and blushed. "Sister Xia Yan."

Xia Yan snapped out of her reverie, placed the fruit basket on the bedside table, and glanced at Shen Mochen with an ambiguous look in her eyes.

A while ago, the Xia family's supply chain suddenly ran into problems. Long-term partners paid hefty penalties to terminate their contracts with the Xia family, which kept the entire Xia family extremely busy for a period of time.

Xia Yue was also ordered to stay at home obediently.

She suspected that Shen Mochen was behind it, but without evidence, she couldn't say it directly.

"It's really tough on our little Nanqing." She sat on the edge of the bed, glanced at Yu Nanqing's feet, and sighed softly.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud bang rang out from the other side.

Xia Yan was startled and looked up to see Shen Mochen slowly picking up the fruit knife that had fallen to the ground. As he stood up, he gave her a sinister glance.

Her brow twitched slightly, and she swallowed hard, her mind racing as she tried to recall if she had said something wrong.

Shen Mochen wiped the knife clean and casually continued peeling the apple in his hand. After he finished peeling it, he fed it to Yu Nanqing piece by piece.

He only ate the remaining half after she pushed his hand away, unable to eat anymore.

After finishing the apple, Xia Yan couldn't sit still any longer. She stood up, offered a few words of blessing, and then left with her bag.

Yu Nanqing barely touched the breakfast on the table; she ate a few bites of porridge and an egg before she couldn't eat anymore.

Shen Mochen picked up a shrimp dumpling and fed it to her, "Sweetie, have another one."

Yu Nanqing lowered her eyes, hesitated for two seconds, then obediently bit down, chewed it, and swallowed it.

Seeing that she really couldn't eat anymore, Shen Mochen didn't force her to eat anymore. He put away the small table on the bed and ate the rest of his breakfast.