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

Chapter 18 Taking the Initiative to Beg for Mercy

"Go for a run? Go to the Sunshine Residential Area to elope with your sweetheart?" Shen Mochen's thin lips curled slightly, and his pale gray pupils were filled with frost.

Yu Nanqing was taken aback, her expression gradually turning bewildered.

"Goodness, I already gave you a chance last time." Shen Mochen dragged the gold chain on the ground, making a crisp metallic clanging sound.

It's terrifying.

Yu Nanqing stared at him, her reddened eyes brimming with tears. She mentally chanted to the system hundreds of times that she was doomed, and then, at the system's urging, she deftly took off her black pants.

The window at the end of the corridor was open, and a cool breeze blew in, making her shiver and giving her goosebumps.

Seeing her movements, Shen Mochen was slightly taken aback. After a moment of silence, he suddenly chuckled, and the darkness in his eyes enveloped her tightly as he moved forward.

As she fell into bed, Yu Nanqing's heart was pounding in her throat. Her eyelashes trembled, and her hands gripped the hem of her clothes tightly because of her insecurity.

The gold chain was carelessly tossed on the carpet, reflecting a glaring light when the lamp shone on it.

Shen Mochen, like a ravenous wolf, bit and gnawed at her face and neck.

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The price of begging for mercy was being eaten without leaving a trace, and my back almost broke.

Yu Nanqing lay on the bed, her eyes red and swollen from crying. She followed Shen Mochen's footsteps out of the corner of her eye. When he got closer, she hummed twice, and a few tears rolled out of her eyes. When he walked away, she stopped crying and grabbed the sheet to wipe the tears that made her face itch.

Shen Mochen threw away the black tracksuit Sophia had given him, stuffing it roughly into the trash can, practically cutting it to shreds, as if it were evidence of her betrayal.

She thought Shen Mochen was despicable for eavesdropping on her conversation with Sophia and then waiting downstairs to ambush her.

He even pretended to be nonchalant for a whole week, just waiting for her to walk right into his trap.

Enraged, she frantically scratched at the bed sheet, accidentally pulling a thread that became tangled around a small piece of her fingernail.

She raised her hand and looked at it, rubbing her fingertips on her uneven nails, her brows furrowed, and glanced at the bathroom.

Shen Mochen has been inside for quite a while now, and he still hasn't come out.

She didn't know what he was doing, and her anxious heart couldn't find peace for a long time.

After lying there for a while, she couldn't stand it any longer, so she struggled to get up and carefully walked towards the bathroom.

She didn't get close, afraid that the shameless Shen Mochen would mistakenly think she was seducing him.

Looking from afar, Yu Nanqing squinted to see what he was doing, pursed her lips, put on her slippers, and turned back.

Shen Mochen coldly washed her underwear.

In situations like this, it's best for her not to provoke him; this is based on experience.

Shen Mochen forbade anyone other than him to touch her, or even her things.

He also forbade her to touch anyone other than him, and if she wore clothes given by others or ate food given by others, he would turn mad and have a black face.

So from the moment she arrived at Shuijun Bay, all her clothes were washed by Shen Mochen himself.

His level of perversion is unmatched.

No wonder he's a major villain, no wonder he's been a bachelor his whole life.

Yu Nanqing inwardly grumbled, but thinking of his tragic end made her feel much better.

Shen Mochen washed for half an hour, and when he came out, his expression was obviously much gentler. He good-naturedly ignored her resistance and tied the golden chain to her ankle.

As if he thought her feet were beautiful, he locked the shackles and stared at them for a long time, rubbing them with his fingertips, not letting go for a while.

Only after the system alerted her did Yu Nanqing's pupils dilate in shock. She frantically pulled her foot out of his grasp, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

The system said that Shen Mochen was measuring the circumference of her ankle to see what type of knife would be needed to cut it off in one stroke.

But she was no match for Shen Mochen. He stopped grabbing her legs, rolled over and pinned her down. His thin lips landed steadily on her lips, first giving her a light peck, then, feeling a pang of conscience, he took some medicine and applied it to the cut on her lips.

After giving her the sweet treat, he grabbed her waist and threatened her with a sinister whisper in her ear, "Qingqing, do you still want to run away again?"

Yu Nanqing looked at him, her eyes red and swollen, her eyelashes trembling with fear. Her survival instinct made her instinctively grab the man's clothes. "No more."

She hadn't given up; just now, on that crushed table, she had defiantly said a lot of bad things about him and even swore to keep running away.

But the consequence was that he almost died.

Hearing the answer he wanted, the frost in Shen Mochen's eyes finally melted a little, and his tone of voice softened, "Qingqing, be good. I will always give you what you want."

"What's so good about Chen Qing? He's ugly and looks weak. Can he satisfy Qingqing?"

"You agree, Qingqing?"

Yu Nanqing stared at him quietly. Upon hearing his words, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, but not much. In order to have a peaceful night, she nodded against her will, "...Yes."

Shen Mochen was pleased, his eyebrows relaxed, and he rewarded his good boy with a kiss, the kiss landing on his forehead, devout and gentle.

"Go to sleep, my sweet wife."

It was already the evening of the second day. Yu Nanqing had dozed off several times during the night, and now her whole body ached and she wasn't sleepy at all.

Wrapped tightly in Shen Mochen's blanket, she couldn't move at all. She could only carefully and quietly squeeze her feet out of the blanket to move around and feel a little better.

The warm light on the bedside table was still on, emitting a faint yellow glow. She leaned forward, trying to reach over and turn it off.

But as soon as he made a move, Shen Mochen grabbed him around the waist and pressed him back down.

"Where are you going, Qingqing?"

A low, husky voice sounded in my ear, followed by a warm breath that tickled my ear and made my heart tremble.

He opened his eyes, glanced at her, then buried his head in her shoulder, his voice filled with exhaustion, "...Hmm?"

"I...I'll turn off the lights~" Yu Nanqing's eyelashes fluttered twice, and the warmth on her shoulder made her shiver inexplicably.

Upon hearing this, Shen Mochen moved slightly, reaching his long arm behind him and pressing the button on the little pig typhoon's head with his fingertips.

He glanced sideways at the blushing, grinning pig-faced girl, then turned back and pulled her into a tight embrace.

His darling wife is a childish rascal; everything in the room is cartoonish.

Oh right, he hasn't paid for all those childish things in her shopping cart last night. I need to remember that tomorrow, otherwise the items won't arrive by the due date, and that spoiled brat will throw a tantrum again.

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The next morning, as soon as Shen Mochen left, Sophie Ma came to find her.

Yu Nanqing was already annoyed when Shen Mochen woke her up with a kiss, and was just about to go back to sleep when she saw someone else come in. Her mood was at its worst. With her hair in a mess, she stared blankly at the small floral pattern on the bed sheet, and her inner voice was already cursing.

Sophia noticed the gold chain on her ankle, paused for two seconds, and then a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes.