Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Ji Nuan stared at him blankly, unable to believe that such cruel words could have come from Mo Jingshen’s lips.

With what feelings had she gone to his bed that night?

She just didn’t want to get divorced again. She just wanted to cherish everything that she had. She didn’t want to use anyone.

But to Mo Jingshen, who had had the memory of ten years later, this was a joke.

When the pain in Ji Nuan’s jaw became unbearable, his fingers suddenly loosened. His pale, stern face seemed gentle, but the coldness in his eyes was chilling.

“Don’t cry. Your tears mean nothing to me.”

“Jingshen…” Ji Nuan looked into his eyes, feeling as if her heart had been hollowed out, and her hand involuntarily tightened its grip against the corners of his coat.

Mo Jingshen glanced at her fingers and sneered. “You are really used to acting spoiled in front of me.”

“I didn’t take advantage of you. I just didn’t want to make the same mistakes again. I just tried to cherish you and…”

“Cherish what?” Mo Jingshen’s hands were at his side. He didn’t even seem to want to touch her again. His eyes were still cold. “Cherish the life that belongs to Mrs. Mo and save yourself from leading a vagrant life for ten years?”

He turned up the corners of his lips and gave her a chilling smile. “You already have everything you want. Your studio is thriving and has a promising future, and I just let everything between you and me return to how it was, giving your freedom back and also letting myself off the hook.”

He looked at her tears, took a step back, and took his hem out of her hand.

He stepped back a few paces, until he was at a proper distance from her, looking coldly at the woman standing against the wall whose skin was paler than his. With a cold smile on his lips, he asked, “Are you afraid of losing it all again?”

Ji Nuan looked at him, and the tears suddenly froze in her eyes, never to fall again.

She closed her eyes. “Can we talk it over?”

“Forget it, Ji Nuan.” There was a faint smile on his thin lips, but it was so cold that he looked colder than ever. “It’s over between us. The marriage and relationship you think you’ve saved is nothing but an illusion. I don’t have any interest in you at the moment, and I don’t want even to bother to look at you.”

“You remember everything… Mo Jingshen… Why do you have to abandon all the good memories? Why do you have to push me away? You could even risk your life to save me, but now you don’t want me anymore?”

The man gave her a cold look and stared at the tears from her eyes.

Ji Nuan had never cried before him like this, nor wept so bitterly.

He put his hands down on his sides with no intention to raise his hands to wipe her tears. As Ji Nuan took a step forward, he drew back coldly, giving her no chance of touching him.

“That’s enough. Ji Nuan, this ten-month long joke can be over. Now that we know the distance between us, it’s silly to play soulful.”

Step by step, they finally came to this day. She even watched him risking his own life to save her. No matter how hurtful his words were now, Ji Nuan still tried to keep calm and chose to believe that he wouldn’t leave her so easily.

She sobbed and wiped her tears with her sleeve. “Jingshen, does your body still hurt? Your head and your…”

Her hand, which had just reached for his arm, was immediately slapped away. Ji Nuan insisted on going forward to take his hand, only to be pushed away by him, and even shoved back to the door.

“You’re not leaving, are you? Fine, you stay here, and I’ll go.” Mo Jingshen walked to the door without looking back.

He held the handle of the door, and he was about to pull the door open when he was struck by a force from behind. He looked sideways at the woman who suddenly rushed up and held him tightly and gave a cold smile. “Don’t bitch around. You make me sick.”

Ji Nuan’s heart seemed to have been pierced by tens of thousands of needles. Because of his cruel words, she felt that blood was almost going to gush out of her chest. Even when she was dying, she wasn’t as desperate as she was now.

“Let go,” He ordered coldly.

She clung to his body, which had turned thin after sleeping for a long time and clasped her hand round his waist from behind. She said obstinately, “Mo Jingshen, I’m your wife. You can’t do this to me!”

“My wife? Are you?” His voice remained cold.

“I’ll always be your wife!”

“Haha.” He coldly sneered and exerted force to make open her hand. “Let go.”

“No!”

However, although he had slept so long in the hospital, he still had strength. He pulled her hand away, which had been shaking and clasping his waist and flung her aside mercilessly. She staggered back two steps and nearly fell. She looked up, only to see the door opening. He strode out and walking away, mercilessly.

The door of the ward opened and closed, and with a thud, her mind went blank.

“Mo Jingshen!” She stood still for a long time and suddenly felt the ward was freezing cold. She shivered and yanked open the door to chase out. She looked around the corridor outside the ward but couldn’t find him.

He had just woken up, and even if his wounds had healed, he would still be weak.

Why did he walk so fast? Where on earth did he go?

The floor was very high, and the elevator had been on the first floor, so he didn’t take the elevator.

Ji Nuan quickly searched everywhere around her and suddenly fixed her eyes on the stairway passage, not far away. She hurried over, opened the door, and watched as the automatic sensor light in the passage flashed on, illuminating every cold step full of the smell of disinfectant.

She thought of nothing else and rushed in. There were doctors’ offices upstairs, so he probably wouldn’t go there. He probably went downstairs.

Ji Nuan ran downstairs in a hurry but didn’t find him after searching several floors. She ran down every floor of the stairway, looking into the corridor, and continued to search for him.

She couldn’t find him! She couldn’t find him! She couldn’t find him!

In her previous life, he had said that he would completely leave her life, and then he disappeared for a whole decade. She didn’t hear about his return on television until just before she died. But before she died, she didn’t see him again.

Was he going to disappear from her life again?

How could this be?

“Mo Jingshen…” Ji Nuan, panic-stricken, ran to the next floor and searched around with her eyes. The passing medical staff were perplexed to see her confounded and sweating profusely.