Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

Shen Rongche couldn't hide the coldness in his eyes, staring at Yan Yuchu's back, he raised his head and drank the wine in his hand.

Because of Mai Mai, Zhang Mo'er's situation has improved a lot. Although she still doesn't like to talk, she is no longer begging for death like before.After she recovered, Shen Rongche took her back to the Shen residence.

"I've put away all the things related to the child. I don't know if Miss Zhang can feel better." The housekeeper blamed himself, it was because he was careless that the maid came in.

Shen Rongche nodded, looking at Zhang Mo'er who was staying with Mai Mai not far away, lost in thought.

Zhang Mo'er noticed the gaze behind her, but she didn't look back.

There seems to be a space between the two people, which cannot be touched.

"Take good care of her." Shen Rongche helplessly rubbed the center of his brows, left these words and left in a hurry.

Zhang Mo'er's body is slowly improving, but the wound in her heart is always there.Every night, Zhang Mo'er would wake up with a start, and then touch her stomach and cry.She didn't have much memory of the previous child, but this child grew up slowly in her eager anticipation.

But the pain came back to her again.

Is it just like Zhang Qin cursed, she and Shen Rongche will never be happy?Zhang Mo'er didn't know the answer, and just sat there until dawn.

Yan Yuchu's visit came soon, and Shen Rongche was not there when he arrived at Shen's house.

"When will Mr. Shen come back?" He smiled slightly, and his expression was also gentle.

The butler brought the tea to him: "I have already informed him, please wait a little longer."

"It's okay, I'm too presumptuous." Yan Yuchu treated the housekeeper with the same courtesy.

"Mom, look here!" Just then, wheat's voice came from the courtyard.

Yan Yuchu also seemed a little curious, so he walked over.

He saw a thin woman standing in the sun, with a slight smile on her side face, but she couldn't hide the melancholy between her eyebrows and eyes, she was as quiet and beautiful as an autumn chrysanthemum.

"That's our wife." Seeing that he had been looking at Zhang Mo'er, the butler introduced him.

Yan Yuchu nodded, his pupils being slightly shallower than ordinary people made him look very gentle: "Hello, I am Mr. Shen's partner. I came to visit today in a hurry. I didn't catch up with Mr. Shen at home."

Yan Yuchu smiled apologetically, but there was deep meaning in his eyes.

Zhang Mo'er also turned her head and smiled: "He should be back soon." For some reason, she didn't feel any resistance towards this person.

In this way, under Yan Yuchu's guidance, Zhang Mo'er talked to him a lot.

The housekeeper was surprised that Zhang Mo'er hadn't talked so much since she came back.

"Boss Yan." When Shen Rongche came back, what he saw was Yan Yuchu and Zhang Mo'er chatting happily, and Zhang Mo'er even showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

This made Shen Rongche narrow his eyes, a little angry.

Yan Yuchu also looked over, and said kindly: "Mr. Shen is back, it's really a bad luck for me to come."

Immediately afterwards, the two went to the side hall to talk about things.

Before leaving, Yan Yuchu said goodbye to Zhang Mo'er.

"You guys hit it off very well." Shen Rongche's face turned dark, and he stared closely at Zhang Mo'er.

But Zhang Mo'er ignored him, and went back to her room directly after eating.

Shen Rongche put the bowl heavily on the table, with a serious face.

"What did they say?" He asked the butler beside him.

The housekeeper was very embarrassed: "I didn't hear it either, but it should be nothing."

Shen Rongche almost bent the spoon in his hand, he had nothing to say to him, but was very happy to Yan Yuchu!
Ever since she met Yan Yuchu, Zhang Mo'er seemed to be returning to normal.She will not only chat with Yan Yuchu, but also go to Yan Yuchu's appointment.

Shen Rongche's face had turned black more than once, and finally, after Zhang Mo'er went to have dinner with Yan Yuchu again, she immediately called Yan Yuchu to ask her for a crime.

"Boss Yan, what do you mean?" His words were full of anger.

Yan Yuchu was still smiling on the other end of the phone: "What's the matter, Mr. Shen?"

"You should have been married a long time ago? Treating my wife to dinner every day is a bit confusing." Shen Rongche's tone was gloomy, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Yan Yuchu looked very aggrieved: "Mr. Shen, you misunderstood. I just hit it off with your wife, and your wife seems to be a little depressed. I have studied psychology before, so I can enlighten her."

His words made Shen Rongche loosen his tightly clenched hands, frowning and asking in doubt: "What do you mean?"

"Your wife seems to have contacted a psychological counselor with malicious intentions before. I am doing recovery treatment for her." Shen Rongche did not expect Yan Yuchu's words. He was silent for a while, and did not criticize Yan Yuchu again.

The phone call between the two of them was over. Shen Rongche looked at the hung up phone, although he felt uncomfortable, but in order for Zhang Mo'er to get well soon, he didn't say anything.

Zhang Mo'er really asked Yan Yuchu for counseling on psychological issues, and she couldn't continue like this for the sake of Maimai.

"Mr. Yan, I don't know why it's easy for me to trust you. My previous psychiatrist gave me a big shadow, but I won't resist when I look at you." Zhang Mo'er looked at Yan Yuchu who was sitting across from her, her tone Also with trust.

When Yan Yuchu met for the first time, she could tell that she was suffering from the loss of her son.

"Miss Zhang also hits it off with me. Although Shen and I are always in competition, I can't get angry with Miss Zhang." Yan Yuchu also smiled, and the light in his eyes flashed.

Zhang Mo'er frowned when she heard Shen Rongche's name: "Mr. Yan, do you think Shen Rongche and I are really suitable?"

Yan Yuchu seemed surprised: "Why do you think so?"

He put down the coffee, as if to listen.

"It's just that I don't think we're very suitable." Zhang Mo'er couldn't possibly mention the entanglement between her and Shen Rongche, so she was vague.

Yan Yuchu stroked his chin, and seemed to think about it carefully: "I'm an outsider, so I don't think you and Shen Rongche are incompatible. But speaking of it, it's possible that you don't think you and President Shen are incompatible."

He smiled, looked at Zhang Mo'er's curious eyes and continued, "After all, Ms. Zhang seems to be very self-aware, but Mr. Shen is very strong."

These words immediately aroused Zhang Mo'er's agreement, and she nodded immediately: "That's true."

"Oh, outsiders are always confused about emotional matters." After Yan Yuchu said that sentence, he didn't say anything else.

But Zhang Mo'er remembered this sentence in her heart, and she was still thinking about this sentence until she returned to Shen's house.

After Yan Yuchu and Zhang Mo'er separated, they returned home.

"Are you back?" As soon as he entered the door, a woman came up and took off his coat for him.