diskusbooks Chapter 171 Jealous to Death
Chapter 171 Jealous to Death
"Mmm." Shen Mochen responded softly, running his fingertips through her hair, slowly pulling up the hood of her coat and putting it over her head, completely covering her face.
Suddenly blocked, Yu Nanqing looked up and struggled to find a way to see the outside world. When her eyes met Shen Mochen's, she looked slightly puzzled. "What do you want?"
"It's cold outside, I'm afraid you'll get cold." Shen Mochen stared at her for a while, then responded softly.
As he spoke, he picked her up and stood up. His gaze inadvertently swept over the junior vice president who was standing not far away, looking dazed. His expression was indifferent, revealing no emotion, but it exuded a chilling aura.
Yu Nanqing obediently let herself hang on him, resting her head on his shoulder, gently inhaling his scent, trying to alleviate the discomfort caused by the alcohol.
Shen Mochen had actually arrived long ago. He couldn't sit still when he heard that her promotion banquet was hosted by the company's junior vice president, so he left work early and drove over.
The reason he was so wary was because this junior vice president was incredibly attentive to his wife. Not only did he drive her home, but he also gave her gifts several times under the pretext of the company's good performance.
He might have thought it was a coincidence once or twice, perhaps genuinely celebrating the company's good performance, but the fact that it happened every week, and each time the gift came with a flower, made him very suspicious.
Men's intuition is usually very accurate, especially since he is a sensitive, yandere, and insecure man.
Suspicion is one thing, and investigation is another, but directly expressing your doubts to your wife would be rather tactless.
So Shen Mochen held back from questioning him, suppressing his jealousy and possessiveness, and behaving obediently and sensibly.
It was indeed cold outside the hotel; a chilly wind hit you as soon as you stepped outside.
Shen Mochen held Yu Nanqing tightly, not letting a single gust of wind get in. Because he had pressed down on Yu Nanqing in her thermal underwear that morning, the wind couldn't even get into her trouser legs.
There were hangover remedies at a roadside hotel. Yu Nanqing frowned and drank them, then listlessly hugged Shen Mochen's waist, rubbing her head against his chest. "...Bitter."
"Eat some candy." Before she could even speak, Shen Mochen had already taken out a candy from his pocket, unwrapped it, and stuffed it into her mouth.
The sweet taste filled her mouth, completely covering the bitterness. Yu Nanqing's tightly furrowed face slowly relaxed, and after a long while, she lowered her head and began to admit her mistake, "Shen Mochen, I'm sorry, I broke my promise. I promised you I wouldn't drink."
As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer, until she even began to sob, "I'm not a good woman... Waaah... Will you despise me and want to abandon me...?"
Shen Mochen paused, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He reached out and took off the hat from her head, gently touching the corner of her reddened eyes with his fingertips. He lowered his gaze to her face, his lips brushing against her cheek. Under her tense gaze, he slightly lifted his eyes and said, "You're still sweet. I originally wanted to throw away the disobedient little bitter gourd, but it seems to be the disobedient little sweet gourd, so I'll keep you."
"I'm lacking sweetness in my life, so I have to make up for it." He continued, kissing her face until it flushed. Seeing her eyebrows and eyes visibly lift, he finally asked the question that had been buried in his heart, "Does my sweetheart think I'm more handsome or the company's vice president?"
He always heard her mention...
"This was a gift from the company's vice president."
"Today, the company's vice president generously treated everyone in the company to milk tea. I was lucky enough to get my favorite flavor."
"The company's vice president bought flowers to put in the company's vases, and gave us the extras."
"Today I went to meet a weird client with the company's vice president."
"The company's vice president..."
He felt he was a complicated and awkward person. On one hand, he wanted to hear her talk about what happened at the company, but on the other hand, he would scratch his head late at night, feeling so jealous that he wanted to go crazy, because he often heard her mention the company's vice president.
Jiaojiao in his arms stopped nuzzling him.
Even though her head was throbbing as if it were about to explode, hearing the name of the person who had just annoyed her still made her thoughts wander.
Yu Nanqing lowered her eyes and began fidgeting with her fingers. She was wondering whether she should tell Shen Mochen that the junior vice president had feelings for her.
After much deliberation, she decided to keep the matter to herself, since she had already clearly rejected the junior vice president and told him that she had a boyfriend.
If he then gives up and acts recklessly, she can expose his professional harassment.
However, the junior vice president probably wouldn't do that, because he wasn't angry when she slapped his face in the private room earlier.
Therefore, the junior vice president should not be a person who cares about face. A person who doesn't care about face would certainly not get angry because of her refusal.
Most importantly, Shen Mochen is extremely jealous. If he knew that a major rival was lurking by her side, it would definitely cause chaos.
As she thought about it, her unease subsided, and just as she was about to look up and reply, her ear was bitten.
Because he hadn't received a reply from her for a long time, Shen Mochen subconsciously assumed she was hesitating. "Does this question really take you so long to think about?"
The warm breath brushed against her ear, making Yu Nanqing's heart itch slightly. She unconsciously shrank her neck and met Shen Mochen's dark eyes. She swallowed hard. "He is not comparable to you. I'm thinking about how to reply to you so that you can feel confident."
"How many times do I have to admit to you that you're the most handsome in my heart before you'll believe me?" she said, then added, remembering something else.
Shen Mochen was slightly taken aback, and slowly released his grip on her ear, a blush appearing on her earlobe.
He raised an eyebrow, his tone awkward, "Is...is that so?"
"Of course." Yu Nanqing nodded emphatically, her flushed face full of determination.
As she spoke, she wriggled a couple of times like a silkworm cocoon, her bottom restless as she sat on the car seat, shifting and turning until she finally knelt down beside the car in a half-kneeling position, finding the most comfortable position to rest her head against Shen Mochen's chest, who was standing in front of the car.
Seeing her like this, Shen Mochen couldn't help but chuckle and reached out to pat her head. "Good girl, I won't ask anymore. Sit back down, let's go home."
Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing, who had just found a comfortable position, frowned slightly, her face showing some displeasure, her whole body resisting, indicating that she did not want to move.
After a long stalemate, when her legs were almost numb, she finally moved, obediently supporting herself with Shen Mochen's hand as she sat back down, gripping the seatbelt with both hands, tilting her head to the side and closing her eyes.
Shen Mochen looked helpless, kissed her cheek, and then got into the driver's seat.
When Yu Nanqing is drunk, she can be in two states: either slightly tipsy and lively, or so drunk that she is unconscious, lazy, and at the mercy of others.
Yu Nanqing is now clearly in the second state.
When they arrived at the apartment building, Yu Nanqing was already asleep, but not soundly. When she noticed the car had stopped, she struggled to open her eyes and looked around in a daze. Seeing that it was a familiar place, she buried her head in Shen Mochen's arms, who came over to hug her.