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

Chapter 56 Finally, he stopped being stubborn.

night.

The premier private club in Beijing.

To match the occasion, Yu Nanqing specially wore a camisole and a black bodycon skirt, looking incredibly sexy.

Xia Yan frowned slightly as she looked at her outfit, and casually put a coat on her coat. "There are rich and powerful young men inside. If you catch their eye, I can't save you all by myself."

Yu Nanqing nodded obediently, put on her coat, buttoned it up tightly, and followed closely behind her without stopping.

The first floor of the club is similar to a bar, with live singers, bartenders, and of course, plenty of dancing and hookups.

Xia Yan led her directly into the elevator.

Before coming, she had asked He Jing and learned that Shen Mochen had been staying in a private room at the club for the past few days and had not been seen leaving.

She didn't confront him directly but led her people to Shen Mochen's private room. After all, that man had a bad temper and a violent personality. She was afraid that if Yu Nanqing went in, she would be beaten into a pulp.

She led her people up to the top floor and went to find He Jing.

Upon seeing her arrive, He Jing was surprised for two seconds, but when he saw the beautiful woman behind her, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.

He hadn't seen a woman so well-behaved, pure, and breathtakingly beautiful in a long time.

"What is this, Miss??" He Jing raised an eyebrow, assuming that she had come to deliver someone to him.

"Go and ask Shen Mochen to come out." Xia Yan glanced at him, then moved forward to block his view of Yu Nanqing.

He Jing paused, his tone evasive, "Brother Shen has been in a bad mood lately, I don't dare to provoke him."

Shen Mochen hasn't left the house or eaten for the past few days. If Yu Yan hadn't gone in every day, he would have been afraid that Shen Mochen's body would have hardened.

"Are you even a man?" Xia Yan kicked his shin, her brows furrowing slightly.

"This isn't a question about being a man or not..."

"Sister Yan, I can go find him myself. Just tell me which private room he's in."

The two were arguing when Yu Nanqing suddenly spoke up from behind.

"No."

"No."

Two voices rang out at the same time. The two exchanged a tacit glance and then looked at Yu Nanqing behind them.

"Xiao Nanqing, Shen Mochen isn't as good as you think. It's not safe for you to go alone." Xia Yan frowned, trying to persuade her.

"Yeah, it's not safe," He Jing chimed in, unable to bear seeing the pretty girl disfigured.

"Then you go and call someone." Xia Yan glanced sideways, seizing the opportunity to threaten.

In the end, the three of them went together. Xia Yan took the lead, He Jing persuaded them in the middle, and Yu Nanqing followed the two with her eyebrows raised, immersed in the joy of seeing Shen Mochen.

Standing in front of the private room, Xia Yan took two steps to the side, her upturned fox-like eyes glancing at He Jing. "You, knock on the door."

"Why should I..."

"Dong dong dong..."

The two were pushing and shoving each other when Yu Nanqing knocked on the door first.

The two exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing as they nervously stared at the door of the private room, as if a slumbering, violent beast lay locked inside.

The knocking stopped a long time before any movement came from inside the private room. However, as soon as the door opened a crack, Yu Nanqing, who was standing in front of it, was suddenly pulled inside.

The door to the private room was closed again before Xia Yan and He Jing could even react.

"It's all your fault, you coward!" Xia Yan was furious and hurriedly looked through the peephole in the door, but unfortunately she couldn't see anything.

The private room was dark, with no lights on, and you couldn't see anything.

Yu Nanqing was pressed against the wall, the heavy breathing in her ear, the skin pressed against her neck, sending chills down her spine.

It would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid. Yu Nanqing held her breath, gripping the hem of the person in front of her tightly. After a long while, she cautiously called out, "...Shen Mochen?"

“…Mmm.” A low, hoarse voice responded, tinged with a hint of grievance.

Yu Nanqing paused for two seconds, then breathed a slight sigh of relief, and boldly reached out to hug his waist. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ugh, it hurts..."

The voice was smug, and Yu Nanqing could even detect a hint of coquetry in it.

She pursed her lips, trying to negotiate with him, "It's so dark here, shall we turn on the lights?"

"…not good."

Being rejected was somewhat unexpected.

Yu Nanqing sighed and looked up, trying to see Shen Mochen's face clearly, but there was no light at all.

Resting his chin on her shoulder and gently licking her neck, Shen Mochen resembled a crazed beast seeking comfort.

Yu Nanqing didn't feel uncomfortable, but she couldn't see people clearly, and her senses were magnified to an extreme, to the point that she was so sensitive that she wanted to tremble and gasp.

Her arms tightened around the man, gradually moving upwards to hook around his neck. As her weight shifted, she finally let her weak legs fall.

Her waist and hips were caught in her arms, and now it was her turn to whine, "Shen Mochen... I want light..."

"…good…"

A dim yellow light appeared, and Yu Nanqing closed her eyes briefly before opening them completely once her eyes had adjusted.

The first thing you see is Shen Mochen's incredibly red eyes.

Her eyes were moist, and tears clung to her eyelashes.

Not to mention her frighteningly pale complexion.

Yu Nanqing moved her lips, but the questions she had wanted to ask earlier were swallowed back down, and the slight anger she had felt for him vanished completely.

Shen Mochen is really...it's heartbreaking for him...

She tried to look around, but before she could even turn her head, it was turned back to her.

Shen Mochen's head was still buried in her shoulder, and his muffled voice sounded pleading, "Don't look."

"How did you get yourself into this state?" Yu Nanqing's eyes showed heartache as she ran her fingertips through his hair and gently rubbed his head.

"I miss you." Shen Mochen replied quickly, and his undisguised expression of emotion surprised Yu Nanqing for two seconds.

"Why don't you come find me if you miss me? Why don't you reply to my messages or answer my calls?" Yu Nanqing sat on his lap and poked his hard chest.

Her heart was pounding rapidly; she felt it the moment her fingertips touched it, thumping like a drum.

She slowly moved back, resting her head against his chest, quietly feeling his rapid heartbeat.

Yes, it's the scent of a living person.

"I'm afraid you'll get annoyed."

Shen Mochen, who no longer avoided the topic, was very likable. Yu Nanqing hugged him tightly, "No way."

"Ignoring you is annoying." She pouted, her tone tinged with dissatisfaction.

This time, Shen Mochen fell silent. His body stiffened slightly, and his heart ached twice as he thought about his behavior of ignoring people these past few days.

I'm disliked.

Goodness...you think he's really annoying, right?

"Look, you're ignoring me again." After a long silence, Yu Nanqing looked up at him and met his desolate and lonely eyes. Her heart trembled. "Alright, I won't hate you even if you ignore me."

"Who told you to be so handsome?"

That's not the reason. It's because... who told him to be so good to her before? Who told him... to like her so much?

"Are you hungry, Shen Mochen? You're almost skin and bones. Skinny people aren't pretty." She changed the subject, afraid that little pearls would fall out of her eyes.

"I made chicken soup last night, would you like some?" She shifted, getting off him, and the buttons on her coat accidentally came undone, revealing the beautiful scenery beneath.