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

Chapter 38 The Injured Peacock

Actually, Yu Nanqing didn't intend for him to kneel outside until he died. She had set an alarm and planned to make him kneel for only a short while.

However, she didn't get up. When she heard the alarm clock ring, she reflexively reached out and turned it off, then rolled over and went back to sleep.

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The next day, Yu Nanqing had just woken up when he received news that Sophia was injured and hospitalized.

I heard he fell down the stairs on the film set.

"Don't worry, Madam. The master said he's on his way back from the company right now." Aunt Yang hung up the phone and turned to look at Yu Nanqing, who was quickly stuffing things into his bag with his bottom sticking out.

Yu Nanqing paused, turned to look at her, and silently zipped up the zipper. "Oh, okay."

"Madam, you can change your clothes first." Aunt Yang glanced at the cartoon pajamas still tucked into her pants, her eyebrows raised, finding the madam adorable.

Yu Nanqing's expression stiffened slightly. He glanced down at her unkempt appearance, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he hurriedly ran upstairs.

Shen Mochen likes her to wear dresses, so her wardrobe is basically full of all kinds of custom-made dresses.

The dress she was wearing was one she had bought online. She threw a tantrum for a long time before Shen Mochen agreed to keep it, but he didn't let her wear it more than a few times.

She had a fight with Shen Mochen last night, so she found it and put it on.

Qiuqiu followed her all the way, chasing after her wherever she went.

Locked out, it turned its head and stared at the door, turning it around a couple of times without success, then obediently sat down and waited.

Aunt Yang called it, but it ignored her and scratched at the door of the room a couple of times.

Yu Nanqing came out after changing her clothes and saw that its eyes had brightened slightly. She hugged its head and rubbed it hard, "My little ball, my good ball..."

The first thing Shen Mochen saw when he returned was this scene that greatly shocked him.

He kept pinching his fingertips together, his dark eyes filled with jealousy.

He still couldn't stand seeing her smiling at others.

Sooner or later, he would take advantage of the dark of night to send this stupid dog away, and then create the illusion that it had run away on its own, so that she would never be able to touch it again.

"Have you had enough hugs?"

A cold, eerie voice sounded above her head. Yu Nanqing paused slightly, subconsciously stood up quickly, glanced at him, and then began to lie through her teeth, "I didn't hug you."

She stubbornly denied it, and if he still dragged her to the washing room, then it was his fault.

She didn't blush but her heart was pounding. She had done many things out of a guilty conscience, but she could never completely calm down when she was caught.

"That's because it shamelessly snuggled up to Qingqing." Shen Mochen glanced indifferently at the dog, which was lying motionless with its head drooping, before turning his gaze back to Yu Nanqing. "Disobedient... then let's send it away. I just heard that a real estate tycoon is currently offering a large sum of money for a dog."

He spoke casually.

I couldn't wait to get rid of it right away.

"No way!" Enraged, Yu Nanqing frowned. "Shen Mochen, you have no right to decide its fate!"

"If you're going to send it away, then you might as well send me away too... Hmm!"

Shen Mochen silenced her incessant chatter with a kiss, his scarlet eyes curving slightly downwards, his dark pupils churning with turbulent waves.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, nibbling at her red lips all the way to the bedside, then threw her onto the bed before starting to loosen his tie.

Want to leave?

dream!

He will keep her by his side for the rest of his life.

Seeing his seemingly crazy appearance, Yu Nanqing's eyelashes trembled slightly. After he let go of her, she immediately turned over and prepared to get out of bed.

But before she could take two steps, her foot was grabbed, and her hands, which were struggling to push away, were tied with a tie.

"I will absolutely not let you go. You'd better give up on that idea." Shen Mochen gently pinched her chin, his fingertips wiping away the blood from the corner of her lips, his devilish face revealing a hint of obsession and anger.

As he spoke, he leaned down and bit her neck. He heard her groan, and his reddened eyes looked up at her. His aching heart clenched twice as she shed tears.

"You're kind to the peacock, kind to Chen Qing, kind to Aunt Yang, and even kind to the dog..."

Why...why can't you treat everyone equally?

He asked, his voice trembling slightly, gradually choking up.

His earlier imposing manner gradually faded, and his head, buried in her neck, trembled slightly. His large hand still held her arm, and his constantly undulating fingers seemed to tell a story of his grievances.

I didn't hear a reply.

Although he didn't expect a reply.

But my heart still hurts terribly.

He gently stroked her smooth, fair skin with his fingertips, took a breath, and pulled away from her. "I'll have Yi Yan take you to the hospital."

Yu Nanqing was somewhat stunned. She turned her head to look at Shen Mochen's departing figure, and her heart inexplicably started beating very fast.

Before her muddled mind could process what was happening, her feet had already gotten out of bed. She grabbed Shen Mochen's hand, her face instantly burning red.

"I... I was just saying that in anger."

"I didn't want to leave, I just didn't want Qiuqiu to be sent away."

As she spoke, she gently rested her head against his back, her bound hands lightly scratching his palms.

Shen Mochen's body stiffened, and the gloom on his face vanished, leaving only the bewilderment and helplessness brought on by his intense infatuation.

After a long pause, he moved, turned around, and pulled her into his arms. His dry lips moved slightly, "You mean... you love me a little, right?"

Yu Nanqing's brow twitched slightly, looking extremely awkward, but she finally nodded and said, "Mm."

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Seeing the two of them come out, Aunt Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from their appearance just now, she thought the two were about to have another big fight.

She stirred the cream, glancing at the two of them every now and then. Seeing that the lady didn't look forced, she felt a little better.

She felt that her husband definitely had that serious illness, that he couldn't even pet a dog.

In her home, the dog held a higher status than her husband, who was honest and never dared to utter a single complaint.

Dogs are so cute, they can't compare to these stinky men.

When the two arrived at the hospital, the ward entrance was already crowded with people.

Yu Nanqing was somewhat amazed; no wonder she was the woman the author regarded as his white moonlight.

Yu's mother, her face full of worry, was talking to Yu's father when she turned around and saw her. Her eyes widened in anger, and for some reason, she walked over and was about to slap her.

Fortunately, Shen Mochen caught her hand as soon as she raised it.

Yu's mother's expression stiffened slightly, and she reluctantly pulled her hand away, her expression weakening. "Mr. Shen... Mr. Shen."

Shen Mochen glanced at her and wiped his hands expressionlessly. "What are you doing, Madam Yu? I don't think I've offended you."

Yu's mother was taken aback and was about to explain when she was interrupted.

Mr. Yu hurried over with a fake smile on his face. "Qingqing and Achen are here. Feifei has been clamoring to see Qingqing for a long time. Why don't you go in?"

As he spoke, he tugged at Yu's mother's hand, gesturing with his eyes for her to remain silent.

The Yu family's fate is still in Shen Mochen's hands. Moreover, Shen Mochen is a deep and unpredictable man. He might call you "father-in-law" one second and have your house burned down the next.