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

Chapter 138 Refusal to be her sugar daddy

The upscale club they went to wasn't far from here; it only took half an hour to get there.

When the manager saw the person arrive, he immediately came out to greet him with a smile. When his eyes fell on Yu Nanqing, who was getting out of the back seat, his expression froze for a moment before he immediately greeted him warmly.

Yu Nanqing was already used to it; she used to come to this club mostly with her ex-fiancé.

The fact that she personally sent her ex-fiancé to jail is probably known to almost everyone in the entire Beihuai area.

After all, the two had previously appeared very affectionate and deeply in love in front of others.

But only those who knew them well knew that the two had never even held hands, and that the so-called marriage was nothing more than a matter of interests between the two families.

The two agreed upon their first meeting that they would only be husband and wife in name only and would not interfere with each other's private lives.

Therefore, Yu Nanqing turned a blind eye to his having mistresses, and even trusted him highly because he would occasionally help her fend off drinks outside and often took care of her like a friend.

Unexpectedly, he conspired with that vile woman to steal her painting and then slandered her.

Recalling the past, her face darkened even more. When she entered the private room and saw familiar faces, she completely lost the desire to stay.

Rather than being stared at with strange looks, she'd rather find a place to sit alone, at least it would be quiet.

"Hey, Sister Nanqing, it's not good to leave so soon. Give me some face and just sit for a while, okay?" Shen Zeyi saw her turn to leave and hurriedly grabbed her hand, pleading with her in a low voice to stay.

Yu Nanqing glanced at him indifferently, wanting to refuse, but before she could finish speaking, the door to the private room was knocked open.

When the familiar figure appeared before her, Yu Nanqing was stunned. Her mind seemed to explode. Her eyes were filled with panic. She hurriedly pushed away Shen Zeyi's hand, grabbed her bag, and sat down on the empty seat on the sofa.

Shen Mochen walked past the two men without changing his expression and neatly placed the wine he was carrying on the table.

He possessed an extraordinary air about him; even a mask couldn't conceal his handsomeness and noble bearing, and his mere bending down attracted the attention of many.

He sobered up, picked up the tray and prepared to go out, but as he lifted his foot, a foot came across and blocked his way.

The black stockings tightly encased a chubby leg with excess fat, and the bent calves were not exactly attractive. Yet, they were paired with a red high heel, making the whole look extremely tacky.

Shen Mochen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke coldly, "Excuse me, please move aside."

He was fine when he didn't speak, but as soon as he did, the woman who had stopped him was instantly captivated, her eyes sparkling with a desire to conquer.

She curled her lips into a smile, raised an eyebrow, and glanced at the small glasses on the table filled with wine. "Drink all of those, and I'll give you twenty thousand."

Yu Nanqing frowned as she watched the woman's leg about to press against Shen Mochen's. Her grip on her bag tightened, and she could no longer bear it. She stood up, took two steps forward, pushed the woman's leg aside, and grabbed Shen Mochen's hand, trying to pull him away.

But it didn't budge. Shen Mochen remained unmoved, standing motionless with a look of unfamiliarity and indifference in his eyes.

Yu Nanqing's expression was not good. Her heart was pounding with pain. She hated herself for not being strong enough to carry Shen Mochen on her shoulders and take him out.

"Shen Mochen, come with me." She took a breath, turned to look at Shen Mochen, and said in a serious tone.

"Miss Yu, what do you mean by this? Trying to steal my girlfriend?" The woman from before sneered and questioned her without any politeness.

In her mind, Yu Nanqing, without his backing, was like a lab rat still under the influence of drugs, full of temper but powerless to resist.

Yu Nanqing glanced at her coldly, his eyes chilling and his aura so cold that it silenced her.

Her gaze returned to Shen Mochen's face, and she repeated, "Come with me."

Shen Mochen's eyes were devoid of emotion. After listening for a while, he chuckled softly and tried to pull his hand away from hers, but she was holding on too tightly, and if he used force, they would both get hurt.

He abandoned the idea of ​​breaking free directly, leaned down to stare at her, and chuckled faintly, his tone filled with a strong sense of self-pity, "Miss Yu, that's 20,000 yuan, enough for my food expenses for a year."

Yu Nanqing paused slightly, a sour feeling rising in her heart. Her eyelashes fluttered twice, and as he straightened up, she hugged him tightly. "I can give you more, so you won't have to worry about food and clothing."

Shen Mochen's eyes darkened for a moment, then he raised an eyebrow, "Miss Yu, do you want to keep me as your sugar daddy?"

Yu Nanqing stared at him intently, then hesitated for two seconds before replying, "Mm."

"Ha." The person who was confused was the first to break free from the unclear atmosphere. Shen Mochen laughed twice. This time, he didn't care whether he would hurt anyone and directly pulled his hand out. "Miss Yu wants to take care of me. I don't want to be taken care of by Miss Yu."

As he spoke, he turned to the woman who had spoken earlier, "Is what this lady said true? That she drank 20,000?"

Seeing that Yu Nanqing was rejected, the woman paused for a moment, then smiled brightly and immediately took out a card from her bag. "There is exactly 20,000 in this card. There is no password. As long as you finish the wine on the table, this card is yours."

Yu Nanqing's face was slapped hard. Just when everyone thought she would get angry and go crazy and put on a big show, she calmly lowered her eyes and let Shen Zeyi pull her back. Her reddened eyes looked like she was about to cry from grievance.

"Don't be fooled by his resemblance to that man and go after him like that." Shen Zeyi comforted her, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards the man. He did look somewhat like him, but the man in front of her was clearly more handsome and had a better presence, so it wasn't hard to understand why Yu Nanqing lost control.

His voice was loud enough that almost everyone in the private room could hear him clearly, including Shen Mochen, who was pouring wine into his mouth.

His eyes remained unchanged, still shrouded in endless darkness. After thirty cups of wine, only the corners of his eyes turned red.

He grabbed the card on the table, thanked her, picked up the tray, and went straight out the door without glancing at Yu Nanqing once.

The atmosphere froze. Yu Nanqing lowered his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and drank one glass of wine after another as Shen Zeyi handed him.

By the end of her drinking, she didn't even know if she was human anymore, except for wanting to find Shen Mochen.

She pushed away Shen Zeyi's hand that was pulling her, picked up her bag, and walked unsteadily toward the door. Her gaze swept around the club a few times before settling on the man on the first floor who was serving drinks to people in a booth.

Without thinking, she hurried downstairs, and just as she rushed, she bumped into someone in the nearly empty corridor.

Her face was flushed, and her tearful eyes were both sexy and alluring.

Before Shen Mochen could react, she rushed into his arms, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, and called out "husband" repeatedly in a pitiful voice.

Shen Mochen's Adam's apple bobbed as she tackled him against the wall, causing the tray in his hand to fall to the ground.

He moved his lips, but remained silent for a long time.