Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The man was covered with water vapor and looked handsome and clean. It was as if the indifference of these days had suddenly faded. His hair was half wet, his eyes were calm, and he looked exactly like the man he had been.

However, the moment he saw that the person standing outside the door was her, his eyes turned cold. “Why are you here?”

Obviously, he had been busy for several days in the company. Holding several meetings. He probably had just returned to Ao Lan International to rest and still looked tired, but his black eyes were ice-cold as always.

“Auntie Chen said that you have not gone back to Yu Garden these days. I know you haven’t returned to the company for a long time and that there are many affairs you need to deal with. But these days, you must be busy and tired. Just now… when I passed by your company and heard that you had left, I guessed that you should be here, so I bought food and necessities. You haven’t got the time to buy them yet since you came back in such a hurry, have you?” Ji Nuan said and showed him the shopping bag in her hand.

Mo Jingshen cast a cold glance at her face. His eyes looked mocking because she said, “passed by,” but he didn’t expose her lies.

“May I come in?”

The man paused for two seconds and said coldly, “Will you leave if I say no?”

“Of course, I won’t.”

Then she saw him give her a mocking look and then turn to walk in. Although he didn’t close the door, he obviously had no intention of welcoming her.

As he turned, Ji Nuan finally saw the wounds on his back.

These wounds, minor or serious, had healed but had left their mark.

She didn’t know how long it would take for these wounds and scars to disappear, but each had left an indelible mark on her life.

No matter how he treated her now, he was Mo Jingshen, her Mo Jingshen.

How could she give up so easily and run away because of this little setback?

Ji Nuan went straight into the door. Almost nothing had changed in the apartment. Yes, she hadn’t been back for so long, nor had he. Except for the people responsible for cleaning up the apartment, no one would come here. So how could there be any changes in the apartment?

Mo Jingshen went back to the bathroom to wipe his hair while Ji Nuan carried her shopping bag into the kitchen. When she came out, he was already in the bedroom. He did not spare her a glance, as if she were a servant or a maid who had just come home from shopping. He didn’t need to bother to ask her anything.

Not knowing what else to say, Ji Nuan asked him through the door of the bedroom, “Have you finished all the work that had been piling up yet?”

The bedroom was quiet. There was no response.

Ji Nuan asked, “When are you going back to the Yu Garden?”

After a while, the bedroom door opened, and he stepped out. He was no longer wearing a towel around his lower body but had put on a shirt and black pants. She realized that he seemed to be wearing black since he woke up and barely wore the light or white-colored shirts he used to wear occasionally.

Did he only wear black ten years later?

Before, when he wore black, he looked cold, noble, and unapproachable, but now he looked like a cold machine, without any emotions or feelings. It was as if a barrier had been set between him and her. She could not approach him even if she wanted to.

Because Ji Nuan was staring at him, Mo Jingshen, who walked out of the bedroom and was about to pick up his phone, looked at her.

His eyes were cold as if he were troubled by the sudden appearance of another person in his place. “You’ve been here and seen me. Why don’t you go?”

“It’s raining outside, and I lived here before. Even the password is my birthday. Can’t I stay here with you tonight?” Ji Nuan asked, slightly angry.

He looked out of the window. It was spring in Hai City, and the early-spring rain was freezing. She probably couldn’t stand the coldness. She had better not go out at such a time.

He didn’t say anymore and put down the cell phone he just picked up. He seemed to hesitate for a while, then picked up the phone again, took the suit jacket that lay on the sofa, and put it on his arm. After that, he straightened up and left.

Ji Nuan stared at his back and hurried forward. When he was about to go out of the door, she suddenly ran up to him and placed her back against the door. She stood in his way by standing in front of the door and stared at him. “Where are you going?”

Seeing her stand in his way, Mo Jingshen frowned coldly. “Get out of the way.”

“It’s raining outside. Are you going out?”

“You live here. I’ll live in the Mo Company.”

Ji Nuan stared at him, and, if her eyes could shoot fire, she would have melted his frozen heart.

“Mo Jingshen, do I have a virus? Why are you avoiding me like this? Although Ao Lan International is not the Yu Garden, it’s also our common home, isn’t it? You set the password to the door of the apartment. By setting my birthday as the password, you’ve identified the apartment as ours! How can you leave just because I’m here?”

He slightly pursed his thin lips and indifferently glanced at her, who was staring at him. “I’ll change the password.”

Ji Nuan widened her eyes. “You will change the password?!”

Mo Jingshen didn’t bother to speak to her, saying impatiently, “Get out of the way.”

“No!” Ji Nuan clung to the door. “You want to go? Do you want to keep your distance from me? Okay! This floor is not as high as the 33rd floor, so you can jump or climb down! I dared to climb as high as the 33rd floor. To avoid me, you won’t be afraid of this height, will you? Jump! Just jump. I won’t stop you!”

His eyes glued to her face. He was silent for a few seconds because of her words, but a few seconds later, he was still as cold as before.

“Ji Nuan, pestering me won’t do you any good. Don’t be so unreasonable.”

“I’m defending my marriage. I’m preventing my man from leaving me. Is that pestering? Mo Jingshen, I’m your wife!”

“Soon, you will no longer be my wife,” He said coldly. “I’ve been too busy to deal with your problem these days. Now that you’ve come, I’ll bring you the divorce agreement tomorrow morning. Don’t forget to sign it.”

Ji Nuan looked at him and said word by word, “I’m not getting a divorce, never ever!”

Mo Jingshen looked at her mockingly. “Isn’t it funny for a woman who even cut her wrist to get a divorce to say such words?”