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

Chapter 161 A Sting in My Heart

After Shen Mochen left, Yu Nanqing put down the sandwich in her hand. Her gaze wandered, and she leaned back in her chair, staring blankly at the sunlight streaming in through the window.

There was a sunflower on the windowsill, which Shen Mochen brought home late one night last week when he came home from get off work.

However, she was already asleep at that time, and only found out when she woke up the next day and saw Shen Mochen's message.

She didn't ask him why he bought it, because Shen Mochen was so busy that even though they lived under the same roof, they hadn't seen each other or spoken to each other in the past few days.

If it weren't for yesterday's unexpected event, she estimated that Shen Mochen would have been busy and busy until his career took off.

Having always been pampered and clung to, the sudden neglect would leave her feeling restless and itchy.

I wonder if Shen Mochen will be seduced by other pretty girls.

After all, he wasn't in their original world, and he wasn't restrained. Perhaps his yandere and monogamous traits would have disappeared.

The more Yu Nanqing thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She shook her head to shake off her discomfort, then reached out and hooked Qiuqiu, who was lying on the table chewing on a chew toy. When Qiuqiu ignored her, she frowned, then, in a way that annoyed the dog, crawled under the table and snatched the chew toy from its mouth. She then pulled Qiuqiu so that it was forced to look at her.

Qiuqiu wagged its tail helplessly, stretched, crawled out from under the table, and circled around her twice.

It originally just wanted to amuse people, play with them until they were tired, and then continue chewing on its chew toy. But as it spun around, it smelled an enticing aroma. It moved closer, sniffed intently, and when it found the source of the aroma, it couldn't resist sticking out its tongue to lick it. But before it could even get close, it got slapped across the face.

It was a little dazed from being slapped, and looked up blankly at the woman staring at it angrily.

Seeing that its tongue hadn't licked the hem of her skirt, Yu Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief. The joy she had shown when she looked at it earlier vanished. She threw away the chew toy she had been using to amuse it, and then ruthlessly pushed it out of the kitchen. "Go gnaw over there, you greedy dog."

After the dog waddled away, Yu Nanqing sat back down. The sunlight shone down, dappling her skirt.

She glanced casually and suddenly noticed a stain on the hem of her skirt. She paused, her expression slightly stiffening.

She found this dress in the crack of the bed this morning. After pulling it out, she realized she hadn't worn it much. It was cold after taking a shower, and she was too lazy to look for something else, so she just put it on.

But seeing those marks, and recalling how Qiuqiu had been sniffing so intensely just now, Yu Nanqing's face flushed red almost instantly. She felt inexplicably embarrassed and cursed Shen Mochen in her mind before hurriedly changing her clothes.

She opened the wardrobe and discovered that she had another dress that was exactly the same as this one.

It's not fair to blame her for having a dirty mind; she immediately thought of that kind of thing. It's because she used to catch Shen Mochen doing those kinds of things all the time—putting up her photos, biting her skirt, and calling her name.

After she faked her death and they reunited, he was noticeably more restrained, even pretending to be pure and innocent. Many times, she would walk around in front of him in a thin gauze dress, and he would remain unmoved.

Now he's even more cunning, often showering her with sweet words until she blushes. Once she's been fooled and ready to give herself to him, he'll put on a serious face and lecture her, pretending to be a lecherous man and telling her to be reserved and refined.

Now she finally has something on him, and tonight she'll force him to reveal his true colors.

She wanted to see how he could possibly argue.

The whole day passed peacefully, and Yu Nanqing's tense and uneasy heart, which had been tense because of being kidnapped yesterday, gradually relaxed.

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golf course.

After playing golf all morning, Shen Mochen was still full of energy, while President Long, who had intended to give him a hard time, was panting heavily and waved his hand to stop.

Shen Mochen's shot went perfectly into the hole. He casually handed the golf club to the caddie next to him, and then sat down with Long Aoshi on one of the chairs nearby.

Long Aoshi's feelings towards him are very complicated; it's a mixture of love and hate.

I just had a long chat with him and I have great admiration for his knowledge and abilities. Right now, his company is facing a bottleneck period; it's difficult to move up, and it's not easy to come down either.

The company is so large that he doesn't dare to gamble big, so he doesn't dare to directly invest in many large projects, but can only test the waters on the edge.

This feeling made him live in constant fear and anxiety.

He desperately needed a capable strategist, and Shen Mochen was clearly a good fit.

But after spending time together, he realized that Shen Mochen was not someone who could be easily manipulated.

And the thought that Shen Mochen hadn't picked up the black card he'd deliberately left outside for testing, and that it was gone when he called someone out, made him feel suffocated.

It wasn't that he was stingy with the money; it was that the card was the first gift his eldest daughter had given him after she became financially capable.

Shen Mochen was cunning; he used the excuse of not seeing to avoid being tested. The person who picked up the card was even more cunning; he managed to avoid the surveillance cameras and only show one gloved hand.

He is a principled person, so he can't blame all the mistakes on Shen Mochen.

Thinking about it, he sighed several times, letting his assistant wipe his sweat while glancing sideways at Shen Mochen, "Little Shen, do you play ball often?"

"Yes, I used to call often." Shen Mochen paused, adhering to the principle that honesty moves people, and replied honestly.

He used to fight quite often, with He Jing, with Zheng Yan, and with Old Master Shen…

Thinking about it, he slightly raised his eyes, a fleeting feeling of bitterness flashed through his heart, only to be replaced by endless obsession.

He only needs Yu Xiaoqing, and that's all he wants.

"You should know why I called you here today, right?" Hearing him say that, Long Aoshi instantly imagined him working as a caddy, teaching people how to play golf, or being used as a target to earn money.

He frowned slightly, and thus skipped the tens of thousands of words of probing questions before getting to the point.

"Yes, thank you for your appreciation, Mr. Long." Shen Mochen nodded, and without mincing words, he spoke politely first, then directly, "Mr. Long mentioned last time that the subsidiary needed a president, and I think I am very suitable."

“Xiao Shen is an honest man.” Long Aoshi was surprised by his frankness. He praised him for a moment before criticizing him again. “However, I think Xiao Shen doesn’t seem to have any management experience. Being a company president is not an easy thing. It’s completely different from just listening to people and doing their bidding.”

“I know all that Mr. Long has said. The information Mr. Long has investigated may only be a small part. Before coming to Huaibei, I also worked in leadership positions and know how to allocate and manage resources.” Shen Mochen replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, showing no fear in the face of Mr. Long’s scrutinizing gaze.

Long Aoshi was clearly convinced, his eyes filled with undisguised appreciation.

He had just secured an opportunity when Lin Xu received the news and stopped him just as he was leaving.