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

Chapter 145 does not affect normal communication.

Yu Nanqing stared blankly at the chain on her wrist, her eyes dazzled by the golden light radiating from it under the lamplight.

She sighed several times, then suddenly remembered something, glanced at the bathroom where water was coming from, tentatively got up and sat on the edge of the bed, pulled the gold chain and took a bite.

Seeing the teeth marks on it, she was slightly taken aback, rubbed her fingertips together, and could hardly believe it.

Such a long gold chain, plus two gold handcuffs, must cost at least several hundred thousand.

Where did Shen Mochen get the money?

Is it...

Shen Mochen is being kept by a sugar daddy?!

These seemingly absurd speculations flooded Yu Nanqing's mind, causing her to frown and completely dispel the drowsiness she had felt earlier.

She is terrifyingly lucid now.

Twenty minutes later, Shen Mochen came out of the bathroom, wearing only underwear and no shirt. He was holding a handkerchief and drying his hair as he walked towards her.

Upon hearing the noise, Yu Nanqing immediately sat up straight and stared intently at the person approaching her.

"My darling is waiting for me?" Shen Mochen approached, reached out and pulled her into his arms, cupped her face and kissed her, some water still dripping from her wet hair onto Yu Nanqing's face.

It was icy cold, which made people shiver.

Yu Nanqing reached out and wiped the water off her face. The more she looked at Shen Mochen, the more she felt that something was wrong with him.

Her alluring charm was exactly the same as before she had given in to him.

She stared intently at his shapely buttocks, and when he turned to look at her, she quickly turned her head away, but her reddened ears betrayed her.

Seeing her blushing face, Shen Mochen raised an eyebrow, but didn't tease her. He turned around and looked for pajamas in the closet. When he saw a matching pair of pajamas that she was wearing, he took them off and put them on without hesitation.

The feeling of being kept by one's wife is novel and even more enjoyable than when she secretly buys him gifts.

The underwear he was wearing was also bought for him by his sweetheart; the boxer shorts were covered with cartoon elephant patterns, so childish that they were a perfect match for his sweetheart.

"I really like the clothes that Guai Guai bought." After changing his clothes, he stood by the bed and struck his most handsome pose. As he spoke, he kept an eye on her facial expression. When he saw her raise her eyebrows and smile slightly, his heart couldn't help but pound wildly.

He couldn't resist, so he knelt by the bedside, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her repeatedly.

"I'll buy you more in the future." With her changed status, Yu Nanqing suddenly felt a strong sense of responsibility. She made a solemn promise, and under the unfathomable gaze of the other party, she grabbed his collar, "So, you have to tell me, where did you get the money to buy this gold chain?"

This gold chain is about five meters long, as thick as two fingers put together, and it looks to weigh three or four hundred grams.

Shen Mochen paused, then looked down and saw the clear teeth marks next to the first bell. He chuckled softly, buried his head in her shoulder, and bit her beautiful, fair neck. "The money was my advance salary for joining Lin's today. I couldn't wait to lock up Guai Guai, so I went to buy it as soon as I got the money."

"What are you worried about, sweetie? Do you think I'm being kept by a rich woman?"

Touched on, Yu Nanqing's fingertips trembled slightly, and she shook her head with a fleeting look in her eyes, "No, I didn't."

"Is that so?" Shen Mochen looked up to meet her gaze, raised his fingertips, and traced his fingers down her neck until he reached her collarbone. He then withdrew his hand, stood up, rubbed her head, and dried his hair before leaving the bedroom.

Yu Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to ruffle her hair haphazardly.

Who is Shen Mochen? He's arrogant and conceited; how could he possibly be willing to be kept by someone?

With her heart at ease, she rolled over and got back into bed, leaving only her eyes peeking out as she stared intently at Shen Mochen, who was drying his hair in the living room.

They were so familiar with each other in bed that Yu Nanqing remembered Shen Mochen's size. The pajamas fit him perfectly, but when he bent over, you could still see his fair and strong waist.

After drying his hair, Shen Mochen applied something to his body, but Yu Nanqing couldn't see it clearly. She leaned over to take a closer look but still couldn't make it out. Only after he finished applying the product and washed his hands did she ask, "What were you applying just now?"

"The medicine," Shen Mochen replied softly. He turned off the light, got into bed, and pulled her into his arms. Once the position was comfortable, he reached out and unlocked the handcuffs on her hands.

When I first arrived here, I woke up to find myself lying in a pile of garbage at the entrance of an alley, covered in injuries.

Fortunately, after struggling to crawl out of the garbage heap, he found a hundred-dollar bill.

He found a cheap hotel, took a shower, changed into some inexpensive clothes, and then went to a nearby pharmacy to buy medicine for sprains and bruises.

Besides the injury to the back of the head, the waist seems to be the most severely injured part; at first, even the slightest movement was excruciatingly painful.

After applying the medicine, I felt a little better for the next few days, and I didn't feel any pain unless I exerted myself.

Yu Nanqing frowned slightly, then reached out her hand again after it had been freed. She turned on the bedside lamp, her eyes filled with worry, "Are you injured?"

Shen Mochen slightly raised his eyes, his slightly sleepy, harmless black eyes hidden beneath his fluffy hair.

He looked just like a wronged little dog.

Yu Nanqing's heart softened terribly. She reached out and pulled his head into her arms, stroking his head gently. Her eyes inexplicably reddened again. "I'm sorry. I should have remembered everything sooner. That way, I wouldn't have been led by the nose by the system."

"You won't be hurt by me again and again."

“Last time…last time I originally chose you, but…but the system resets the save file, and if I don’t choose Chen Qing, it will keep looping.”

"The system said that if you choose Chen Qing, you'll have a 50% survival rate. They're lying to me, they're all..."

"Well…"

Before she could finish speaking, her lips were sealed, and scalding tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

She sobbed, opening her mouth again and again to try to explain.

Shen Mochen reached out and wiped away her tears, pulled her into his arms, and gently patted her back to comfort her, "I believe you. My dear, you want to choose me, not Chen Qing."

Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback, her tears barely stopped, and she peeked out from his arms to look at him, "Really?"

"Hmm." Shen Mochen responded softly, a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with unreadable emotions.

A heart riddled with holes rippled slightly, but the waves couldn't penetrate deep into the soul.

"Where does it hurt? Shall we go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow?" Yu Nanqing finally managed a forced smile, then sat up and reached out to tug at his clothes.

When the clothes were lifted, there were still hideous scars on the chest and lower abdomen. Yu Nanqing's heart ached at the sight, and he touched the scars with his fingertips.

The medicinal wine that Shen Mochen applied was dark brown, and he applied it to his waist.

"Does it hurt here?" Yu Nanqing pressed gently, her eyes fixed on the expression on Shen Mochen's face.

Shen Mochen nodded. Seeing her deep in thought, he swallowed twice and pulled her into his arms again. "Don't worry, it won't affect normal communication between husband and wife."