Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Mo Jingshen’s eyes were dark and indifferent, but under his placid, indifferent stare, Su Zhilan felt a chill rise from under her feet and spread from the bottom up to her whole body.

As soon as Ji Nuan saw him, the indifferent smile immediately disappeared from her face. “You… why did you leave your ward?!”

“Jingshen…” After not seeing him for several years, Su Zhilan finally saw him standing in front of her instead of seeing him through the financial news. Her composure, which she had maintained before, was broken. Her eyes were glued to him.

He was dressed in a light blue hospital gown, and his peerlessly handsome face was visibly pale, but the coldness in his eyes was almost oozing out, and his dark eyes were looking at her calmly as if she was a stranger to him.

Seeing his pale face and the blood on the back of his hand, Ji Nuan could guess how he came over here. She suddenly felt her heart missed a beat. She was about to get up and help him when the woman in the blue dress, standing beside the bed, walked quickly towards him.

“Jingshen, how did you get hurt? Where on earth did you come back from? How did that happen?”

With a concerned look on her face, Su Zhilan approached Mo Jingshen and was about to put out her hand to help him, but he just coldly glanced at her.

Su Zhilan paused just as she was about to touch his arm, then she hesitated and withdrew her hand. She clutched her bag. Her eyes were full of concern for him, and her voice was soft and sweet, not as cold and arrogant as when she had faced Ji Nuan. “I heard that you have been in this hospital for several days. You still look so bad after so many days. Where is your injury? Is it serious? Is it even worse than that time?”

“What did you just say?” Mo Jingshen asked her coldly, not answering her question. His handsome face was placid and cold, and his eyes darkened with an expression of dislike.

His coldness silently and sharply struck Su Zhilan’s nerves and made them tremble.

“What could I say? I just came to see her and, by the way, give some advice to her relationship with you. After all, I used to be your fiancée.” Su Zhilan was silent for a moment and then cracked a beautiful smile. She stared fixedly at his face, refusing to miss any expression of his, even if it was cold.

As if not hearing the ‘fiancée’ thing, Mo Jingshen just said coldly, “I think Elder Su is becoming stupid. Doesn’t he know that my place is off-limits to your family? How could he just turn a blind eye to your behavior and let you intrude into here?”

Being cold-shouldered by Mo Jingshen in Ji Nuan’s presence, Su Zhilan felt embarrassed but still had to keep calm. She looked at Mo Jingshen and smiled again, and then turned her eyes to Ji Nuan who stared angrily at Mo Jingshen for leaving the ward without permission. ” You’re rarely hospitalized for an injury. I have a lot more experience in taking care of you than Miss Ji does. I accompanied you when you fell into a coma last time. So, when I heard that you were here, in the same hospital, I came to see you.”

Mo Jingshen cast a cold glance at her and then said in a freezing tone, “If my memory serves me right, when I was in a coma last time, it was Nan Heng’s men who took care of me. You showed up a few times just as I was waking up. I don’t know if you have any experience in taking care of people, but the one you called ‘Miss Ji’ is my wife. It should be her job to take care of me, which is none of your business.”

Su Zhilan didn’t say anything, but when she heard Mo Jingshen said that Ji Nuan was his wife, her eyes were fixed on him.

She said after a few seconds of silence, “Jingshen, what I’m most concerned about right now is your health. As to whom your wife is, Miss Ji has just stressed it over and over to me. She reminded me several times that the odds were in her favor. You’re injured like this, and I’m not in the mood to think about anything else. What truly matters is your…”

His tone was still placid. “Did she need to stress to you over and over who my wife is? Everyone knows she is my wife.”

“I mean, maybe she was afraid that I may threaten her position, so she was constantly trying to assert her identity…”

“Really? But why did I hear you were threatening my wife?” Mo Jingshen coldly stared at Su Zhilan. “You want to apply your most-used means to her? To throw weight around and force her to her knees with your wealth? Do you think she is a pushover who you can easily bully? Don’t you see how Su Xueyi ended up? Or, it doesn’t matter to you to lose a cousin, and you want to sacrifice yourself?”

Ji Nuan didn’t think she was bullied by Su Zhilan. After all, she didn’t lose to Su Zhilan.

However, hearing those words from Mo Jingshen’s mouth, almost moved her to tears.

Su Zhilan stared at his cold face. “You won’t touch me.”

The door of the ward suddenly opened. Nan Heng, who had been listening outside, was standing there with a cold look.

“Sorry, I found no one in the ward upstairs, so I came here to have a look and then heard such a drama.” Nan Heng looked around the ward with a cold smile and then rested his eyes on Su Zhilan, saying coldly, “Miss Su, I advise you not to mess around with Ji Nuan. Mo Jingshen is very fond of his wife. You sent those photos to her and showed up in front of her to affect her mood, which is enough to make him very angry with you. Now, you’re even threatening her.”

The part between Su Zhilan’s eyebrows twitched. She obviously didn’t expect them to know about the photos.

“Besides.” Nan Heng raised his hand and arranged his cuffs casually. There was a cold sneer on his lips, and he casually said, “We didn’t touch you back then, because the Su family has a certain status in the American arms industry. There were checks and balances between the Su family and us, and we are in the same boat. Your family won’t move, and neither will we, but now Elder Su has handed over what he had to protect himself. He has traded the Su family’s resources in the arms industry for maintaining your family’s status in the business circle. He has got what he wanted, but there won’t be any checks and balances between him and us anymore.”

At this, a crack finally appeared in Su Zhilan’s calm face, and she looked up at Mo Jingshen, who remained aloof.

Nan Heng walked in as he continued to arrange his cuffs, saying with a smile, “So, don’t be so blindly confident, if you dare to do something to Ji Nuan, guess, will he touch you or not?”