sbdcsierra Chapter 116 Letting His Wife Punish Him
Chapter 116 Letting His Wife Punish Him
Seeing her stubborn expression, Shen Mochen raised his eyebrows even higher and took out the moisturizer from his bag. "My dear, your legs have been so dry lately. Body lotion isn't very effective, so I asked around and found out what would help."
“That woman was from a branch of the Shen family. According to seniority, she should call me Uncle. We are related by blood.”
"And I swear, I didn't even touch a single hair on her head, and I didn't even get a good look at her face."
Yu Nanqing paused for two seconds, her fingertips twisting together. Knowing she was in the wrong, she pursed her lips and her tone became completely weak. "Then you're also at fault. Who told you not to tell me? You made me wait for so long and caused my emotions to fluctuate so much."
"Yes, I was wrong." Shen Mochen responded softly, and then knelt on the ground, raising his face, "Let my wife punish me."
His intentions were obvious; he raised his face, wanting her to slap him.
Yu Nanqing wouldn't give him that reward. She turned the wheelchair around and said, "I'm hungry. I want to eat."
A hint of regret flashed in Shen Mochen's eyes. He stood up, hugged her from behind, and kissed her face. "My darling, do you love me so much that you can't even bear to hit me when you're jealous?"
Yu Nanqing paused slightly, astonished that he was so shameless. She gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, her face flushed, but she did not give in to his wish.
In Shen Mochen's eyes, she had indirectly admitted that she liked him. Overjoyed, he couldn't help but reward himself by kissing her a few more times.
All of these meals were prepared by Aunt Yang and packed in insulated containers, which Yu Yan brought over.
Sometimes they even thoughtfully include cut fruit and a picture or two of Qiuqiu.
After dinner, she took her tablet and sat on the rocking chair on the balcony to draw.
I've fallen behind on too much work this month, and if I don't catch up soon, it'll be too late.
The first draft of Project Reflection was due at the end of the year, so including today, there's only about a month left.
Shen Mochen sat lazily in the chair opposite her, basking in the sun. He would occasionally feed her a couple of strawberries and hand her water. The atmosphere was so harmonious that one wanted to freeze time in that moment.
Grandpa Shen visited her once before she was discharged from the hospital, taking advantage of Shen Mochen's trip to the company.
She was sitting on the balcony painting when she heard the door open. Thinking it was Shen Mochen, her eyes lit up for a moment, and she turned around, ready to rush into his arms.
Upon seeing that it was Old Master Shen, she immediately stopped in her tracks, her expression froze for a moment, and the light in her eyes went out.
She felt inexplicably uneasy because she hadn't seen the old man in so long.
The two sat at opposite ends of the sofa, the atmosphere unusually heavy.
Grandpa Shen poured himself a drink of water, and after swallowing it, he turned to look at Yu Nanqing. "Miss Yu is truly a skillful person. You can even make Xiao Chen completely oblivious to your charms."
Yu Nanqing paused, her foot, which had been lightly tapping in front of the sofa, slowly stopped. She stiffly turned her head to meet Old Master Shen's slightly resentful eyes, her fingertips frantically digging into the edge of the sofa. After a two-second silence, she tilted her head slightly, "...Thank you for the compliment."
Old Master Shen choked and slammed his cup down on the table. Just as he was about to reprimand her, some unpleasant memories flashed through his mind. He immediately looked away, held back, and glanced at her for a moment. "In terms of looks, Miss Yu is not even a finger of any of the young ladies in the industry."
"In terms of intelligence, Miss Yu looks like a spoiled brat who only knows how to talk big."
"I really don't know what kind of spell Miss Yu cast on Xiao Chen."
Yu Nanqing chuckled as she watched him belittle her so madly. "Grandpa is making such a fuss over nothing, like he's never seen the world before."
"Love is irrational. Ah Chen probably fell in love with me at first sight, and then his feelings for me grew deep."
"There's nothing I can do. Ah Chen just obeys me the most, he can't live without me, and he can't live without me."
"You...you shameless!" Old Master Shen was provoked by her words and stood up to curse.
Yu Nanqing glanced at him indifferently, not wanting to give him a nice look anymore. "Didn't Grandpa start by belittling people? Now it seems like it's my fault."
"You...you...you...!" Old Master Shen pointed at her, his face flushed with anger, and before he could finish speaking, he suddenly fell backward.
Yu Nanqing paused for two seconds, startled, and forgot that one of her feet was still in a cast. She hurriedly went outside to call the doctor.
Fortunately, the nurses' station was not far from the ward, and when she went out and called out, the two people on duty heard her.
Watching Grandpa Shen being taken into the emergency room, Yu Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that her forehead was covered in sweat when she touched it.
She frowned, sat down on a chair, her fingertips interlacing, a sense of unease creeping into her heart.
She should have known better than to yell at him; why was she arguing with such a stubborn old man?
A moment of patience brings peace; she should have endured it.
Upon receiving the call, Shen Mochen rushed over. Seeing Guai Guai sitting unharmed in a chair, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly settled down. He strode forward and hugged her tightly, asking, "Guai Guai, are you alright?"
Yu Nanqing raised her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, looking as if she had done something wrong. "I'm sorry, I made Grandpa angry."
"If anything happens to Grandpa, I..."
Shen Mochen's brow twitched slightly, interrupting her before she could speak, "Sweetie, what happened to Grandpa has nothing to do with you. He's the one who disobeyed and insisted on causing trouble."
Seeing that he unconditionally protected her, Yu Nanqing was moved and reached out to hug him, her wildly beating heart gradually calming down.
Fortunately, nothing serious happened. Old Master Shen was just so angry that he suffered a hypoglycemic attack.
He woke up shortly after entering the emergency room.
When he was wheeled into the ward, apart from looking a little pale and having a slightly messy hairstyle, he looked no different from a normal person.
When Shen Mochen and Yu Nanqing went in, he glared at them angrily and then snorted to express his dissatisfaction.
Yu Nanqing felt a little embarrassed and stood obediently next to Shen Mochen, her hands in her clothes and bag, staring down at her feet, not daring to speak.
"Grandpa, have you been having a lot of free time lately?" Shen Mochen pulled over two chairs, put his arm around Yu Nanqing, and sat down before slowly speaking.
Old Master Shen paused, recalling how busy he had been a few days ago, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "I'm not free. I just happened to be passing by, so I came in to take a look."
"Who knew that some people have no respect for their elders at all, and all they do is spout nonsense."
He spoke cautiously, not forgetting to tug at Yu Nanqing's arm.
Suddenly brought up, Yu Nanqing glanced at him, then looked at Shen Mochen. She moved her lips, wanting to speak up for herself, but when she thought of the scene of the old man suddenly fainting, she suddenly fell silent.
She felt she had better keep her mouth shut, otherwise if she caused an even bigger disaster, Shen Mochen might not be able to protect her.