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

Chapter 186 He's very susceptible to this.

Shen Mochen followed closely and didn't notice the road conditions ahead. When she turned around, he couldn't stop in time and fell into her arms. He staggered a few steps with her in his arms before finally managing to stand still on the side of the road.

Cars blaring their horns sped past on the road beside us, whipping up a gust of cold wind.

Yu Nanqing subconsciously buried her head in Shen Mochen's arms. After the car drove away, she slowly raised her head and met Shen Mochen's gaze. Her eyes flickered, and the emotions in them were particularly complicated.

After a brief standoff, just as Yu Nanqing was about to struggle, Shen Mochen saw through her little movements, pulled her close first, lowered his head slightly, and whispered in her ear, "Sweetie~"

Yu Nanqing's body stiffened slightly, her struggles gradually lessened, and her reddened ears twitched.

Seeing that she had stopped struggling, Shen Mochen continued, "Shall we go back first?"

Listening to his coaxing, Yu Nanqing swallowed hard, gave in, and responded softly with a slight pursed of her lips, "Mmm."

Hearing her reply, Shen Mochen raised an eyebrow, nuzzled her face, and then took her hand and led her back the way they came.

Seeing Shen Mochen rush out, Long Yaoyao was stunned for a long time before following him out. When she got downstairs, Shen Mochen had already disappeared. She had no choice but to call someone while going out to look for him.

The call was finally answered on the third attempt. Shen Mochen's tone was ambiguous, and he only said two sentences: he told her not to worry about it and to go back on her own.

She hesitated for a moment, feeling uneasy at the thought of Shen Mochen's pants being soaked by her. She worried that she wouldn't be able to sleep if she went back like that, so she asked someone to buy her a new pair of suit pants. After sending a message to Shen Mochen, she stood quietly in front of the art exhibition and waited.

As the saying goes, perseverance pays off. After waiting for nearly half an hour, Shen Mochen finally came into view.

But... who is the woman Shen Mochen is holding hands with?

Long Yaoyao paused for two seconds, a hint of gossip igniting in her heart.

During her time as Shen Mochen's special assistant, her mindset has undergone a complete transformation.

I used to think Shen Mochen was devastatingly handsome and incredibly aloof, and I really wanted to get close to him. Now, all I want to do is admire him from afar, but not get close to him.

It's best to admire Shen Mochen from afar; otherwise, with his lack of emotional intelligence, anyone with a slightly weaker mentality would be tempted to jump off a building.

Yu Nanqing certainly noticed Long Yaoyao; he noticed her from afar.

Long Yaoyao is different from ordinary assistants; she likes to wear skirts, especially bright red ones.

So, several times when Yu Nanqing went to pick up Shen Mochen from get off work, she was able to spot this extraordinary assistant from afar in the crowd.

Her gaze lowered slightly, landing on the bag she was carrying.

She recognized that brand; a single tie there cost over a million.

In this era, money is indeed very alluring.

Yu Nanqing narrowed her eyes, subconsciously reaching out to grasp Shen Mochen's hand, her fingertips clenching tightly until her knuckles turned slightly white.

Noticing her unusual behavior, Shen Mochen lifted his eyes and followed her gaze. His eyes fell on Long Yaoyao in front of the art exhibition, his eyebrows twitched slightly, but he quickly looked away and returned his gaze to Yu Nanqing, his eyes filled with indescribable emotions.

What appears on the surface is pleasure.

He really falls for this, feeling like his wife treats him like her own possession.

When Long Yaoyao called out to stop the two, Yu Nanqing became wary, frowned, and glanced at them with a cold expression.

Meeting her expression, Long Yaoyao paused, her grip on her pocket tightening, feeling inexplicably guilty.

She forced a smile and handed over the bag in her hand, "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry I accidentally spilled coffee on your pants just now. This is what I asked someone to buy for you... to make up for it."

She racked her brains and finally managed to clarify her words to ensure that no one would misunderstand.

Yu Nanqing looked at the woman in front of her. Although she was speaking to Shen Mochen, the bag containing the pants was pressed directly in front of her.

Her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she turned her head unexpectedly, just in time to see Shen Mochen's upturned eyes that hadn't yet been lowered.

Shen Mochen paused, his eyes, which had been frozen in mid-air, suddenly drooped, and he looked up at Long Yaoyao with an indifferent expression. "No need."

Yu Nanqing took in his change of expression, but the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat, neither coming out nor going down.

Shen Mochen didn't accept the gift bag. Was it because he didn't want to accept it in the first place, or because he didn't dare to accept it in front of her?

Was Shen Mochen's meaningful smile just now directed at that woman, or at her?

Yu Nanqing dared not think about it too much, fearing that if she thought about the bad side, she would go crazy.

Long Yaoyao was a perceptive person. Seeing that Shen Mochen was cold and unresponsive, and that the woman he was holding was not happy, she did not insist. She immediately withdrew her hand, explained a few more words, and left first.

Yu Nanqing followed her figure until she disappeared from sight. Only then did she look away, glance at Shen Mochen, and after a couple of seconds of eye contact, she said in a cool tone, "Go back first."

Shen Mochen is a person with problems. She shouldn't look at him with the same eyes as a normal person. Therefore, he shouldn't be tempted by other women.

It's hard to say. Men all have their flaws, and who knows if Shen Mochen will change?

Besides, the labels of yandere, obsessive, devoted, and deeply affectionate were all given to them by novels. Once they awaken to self-awareness, it's uncertain whether they will still be like that.

The more Yu Nanqing thought about it, the more agitated she became, and the darker her face grew. She was filled with resentment.

She pursed her lips tightly, finally getting angry. She didn't hear a single word Shen Mochen said in her ear. She turned her head and glared angrily at his opening and closing lips, her eyes growing increasingly fierce. When the elevator doors closed, she couldn't hold back any longer and suddenly stood on tiptoe and bit him.

Shen Mochen froze slightly, not expecting her action. After pausing for two seconds, he reached out and put his arm around her waist, then picked her up in his arms.

Yu Nanqing bit him twice in a chaotic manner. When she smelled blood, she frowned and let go. Her reddened eyes trembled slightly. "Shen Mochen, you'd better explain yourself clearly."

Shen Mochen's heart trembled slightly. His gaze was fixed on her teary eyes, and he couldn't help but lean in and kiss her.

As the elevator doors opened, Yu Nanqing realized something was wrong. She peeked into the quiet corridor, then immediately pulled her head back, staring intently at Shen Mochen, who was still holding her. "Where is this?"

"The hotel." Shen Mochen met her eyes, his gaze so gentle it could melt anyone's heart.

Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. "Didn't you say you were going back to Huaibei?"

"Tonight's flight has been canceled, so you can only go back tomorrow," Shen Mochen explained to her again.

It seems that he didn't listen to a single word he said on the way here.