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

Chapter 50 Jealousy Exposed

Shen Mochen was scheduled to return to the capital in three days, which Yu Nanqing overheard when she came to the hotel to find him with breakfast.

When Yu Yan came out and saw her, he was slightly taken aback, greeted her, and then left.

"Good morning, Mr. Shen." Yu Nanqing opened the door skillfully and went in, smiled at the person on the sofa, and then opened the lunchbox in his hand. "Today's breakfast is porridge that I cooked myself. Please do me the honor of trying it, Mr. Shen."

Shen Mochen paused, glanced at her, and, as if possessed, put down what he was holding and took the porridge she offered.

She had never cooked for him before.

Yu Nanqing had already eaten before coming. She first went to the hospital to deliver food to Yu Tu, and then rushed over without stopping.

She had to go to work at the art studio today, so she wouldn't be able to stay for long.

She rested her chin on her hand and watched him eat his porridge. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the documents on the table and suddenly caught sight of the word "experiment."

Her curiosity was burning, but she remembered that she wasn't close enough to him to freely look through his things, so she forced herself to hold back.

Seeing that Shen Mochen had almost finished eating, she picked up the egg from the bowl, peeled it, handed it to him, and stood up. "Mr. Shen, I have to go to work now. Um... see you tomorrow morning."

She packed up the lunchbox and glanced at him again as she was about to leave. "Mr. Shen, you must eat all the eggs and don't miss me too much."

The hotel door closed completely.

Shen Mochen's fingertips twitched, and he glanced sideways at the door, feeling a deep emptiness in his heart.

How could you not want to.

I've already started thinking about it, I'm thinking about it so much.

After a while, he looked away and obediently ate the egg in his hand.

The table was still warm, and the densely packed words on the lab notebook began to jump around in a collective manner.

Shen Mochen was a little annoyed.

Can't figure it out.

Should they take her back to the capital while she's asleep, or try something against their will?

What if she came back this time because of him?

……

Yu Nanqing's studio is somewhat far away, but his working hours are relatively flexible.

As long as you submit your manuscript on time and attend regular meetings, you can get the perfect attendance award.

Yu Nanqing is currently working on a comic adaptation of a novel. She's meeting the author today, so she might be busy until very late.

That was indeed the case; by the time she came out of the workroom, it was already 10 p.m.

Fortunately, the surrounding streetlights were bright enough.

It's hard to get a taxi in Jiangcheng, but the buses don't stop running until noon.

She walked down the slope and sat down in front of the platform covered with wisteria vines to wait.

I was too busy to check my phone earlier, but when I opened it now, I saw a lot of unread messages.

Most of them were Yu Tu's, and two were Shen Mochen's.

One was when she asked him if he had eaten lunch, and he said he had.

One of them was sent not long ago; he said goodnight.

Yu Nanqing smiled and sent him a goodnight emoji.

"Miss Yu? Didn't you manage to get a taxi? Take my car, I'll take you home."

The message had barely been sent when a black Volkswagen pulled up in front of me.

Yu Nanqing was taken aback for a moment, then looked up and saw that it was a colleague from the studio. She then lowered her guard and said, "Thank you, but it's okay. I'll just take the bus back."

The man in the driver's seat paused for a moment, then glanced around. "The night bus runs once an hour. The last one should have just left not long ago. Miss Yu may have to wait a long time."

Yu Nanqing frowned, glanced at the time, hesitated for two seconds, and then got into the car. "Thank you for your trouble."

"No trouble."

The man's name is Ning Zeye. He also returned from the capital, but he's more impressive. I heard he has tens of millions of fans.

"What are you usually busy with, Ms. Yu? It seems like we hardly ever see each other except when she's at work."

Ning Zeye turned his head to look at her and asked softly, his tone polite and humble.

“I… don’t really like going out. I usually stay at home on weekends,” Yu Nanqing replied.

"Oh, I see." Perhaps to lighten the mood, he nodded in agreement.

"I heard from the editor-in-chief that there will be a social gathering tomorrow night. Will Miss Yu be attending?"

"will not."

Her answer was so resolute that Ning Zeye was taken aback and turned to look at her.

"I have a boyfriend, so I won't go," Yu Nanqing replied, noticing his gaze.

After he finished speaking, the car fell silent until it stopped in front of the Yu family's house. Then Yu Nanqing spoke again, "Thank you, Mr. Ning, for bringing me back. Please take care on your journey."

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Ning Zeye nodded, raising his eyebrows slightly.

After the car left, Yu Nanqing turned around to go back, but as soon as she turned around, she saw a familiar figure under the streetlight not far away.

She paused, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes, then took a step and walked towards the person.

"Mr. Shen?"

"The streetlights are very bright," Shen Mochen murmured softly, his eyes churning with emotion.

The streetlights were bright, so he could clearly see the two smiling faces, like... a loving couple.

An indescribable jealousy spread through his heart, instantly growing into thorns that pierced his already wounded heart, causing it to bleed.

Yu Nanqing didn't understand what he meant. She paused for two seconds, looked up at the streetlights overhead, and nodded in agreement without thinking, "Yeah, it's very bright."

It's so bright that a white shadow will appear in your eyes if you look at it for even a moment.

"Why did you come here?" she asked again, feeling a little hot. She pulled the hem of her thin coat, revealing her fair neck and beautiful collarbone.

There is a red mark on my collarbone.

Shen Mochen saw it as soon as he lowered his eyes.

His crimson eyes were slightly moist, his fingertips dug into his palms, and he took a light breath, his breathing becoming increasingly labored.

Noticing his unease, Yu Nanqing's eyes flickered, and worry appeared in her expression. "Mr. Shen?"

"Shen Mochen, what's wrong?" She reached out to hold his arm, but he easily dodged her.

Shen Mochen leaned against a lamppost, bending over and exhaling rapidly, his face, which was as white as wallpaper, instantly flushed red.

"Shen Mochen?" Yu Nanqing panicked a little. She hurriedly grabbed her phone, ready to call for help.

But before the number could be dialed, the phone was gripped tightly.

Yu Nanqing's heart skipped a beat. She looked up along the bulging veins on her arm, her gaze finally settling on Shen Mochen's face. "I... um..."

Before he could finish speaking, the unspoken words were swallowed up along with the rest of his speech.

"Who...who is he?" My brain was about to go blank due to lack of oxygen when a low, hoarse voice suddenly rang in my ears.

Feeling dejected and disheartened, with a chill in the air.

Yu Nanqing suddenly snapped out of her daze, momentarily confused, "Who? That one from just now?"

"He's my colleague. He couldn't get a taxi earlier, so he gave me a ride," she explained obediently, as if she knew why he had lost control.

Realizing he was jealous, Yu Nanqing couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Did this mean... he was interested in her?

But before she could even feel happy for two seconds, a sharp pain shot through her collarbone. She couldn't help but groan, pushing Shen Mochen's head away with a furrowed brow. "Are you a dog?"

She looked down and saw that the bite wound was bleeding.

Oh, there's still some mentholatum left on it from this morning, but it seems Shen Mochen ate most of it.