Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Ji Nuan left the balcony, closed the window, and returned to the sofa, looking at her cell phone as she picked up the medicine to apply to the wound under her foot. Then she picked up her cell phone and sent him a text message.

[I’m going to bed. Good night.]

After she sent the text message, she waited until the ointment under her feet was dry, got up, and went to the balcony again.

When she looked down, the car had already left.

Ji Nuan looked up at the bustling long street in the distance.

He was concerned about her life, but still shut her out.

Interesting.

That was really interesting.

You hoped for me to live well.

Then Mo Jingshen, from today on, I will live my life as wonderful as I can. My life will be so wonderfully shining that you won’t be able to avoid me and will see my shadow everywhere!

Hai City was very hot in the summer.

Mo Nuan Studio was about to be relocated. The office building had been built, and they just needed to clean up the interior of the offices. It would only take more than a week to complete the relocation.

Ji Nuan, in a baggy white print T-shirt and casual shorts, went back and forth to the office with a whitewashing kit in her hands.

Xia Tian had just returned from buying a dozen popsicles when she saw that the people who tidied up the office had rested except Ji Nuan, who was still working hard.

“Don’t you know you’re the boss? Why do you still keep painting yourself when all your employees are resting? Didn’t the workers say there would be glass panels in these areas? What’s the point for you to paint them white? They can’t be seen anyway.” Xia Tian went to take a popsicle out of the bag and handed it to her. “Oh, it’s so hot. The building is still not connected to electricity, so the air conditioner is not working. Look, you’re sweating all over. Come on, have a popsicle.”

Ji Nuan painted the last area where the color was missing white. Then she put down her tools and wiped the sweat off her face, but a piece of white starch from her hand rubbed against her cheek.

She had more than one white patch on her face, which was on her nose, chin, and neck. Xia Tian held back a smile and handed her the popsicle. “Eat it first. Remember to wash your face later.”

Ji Nuan looked at her in confusion, tearing open the bag of popsicles and saying, “What are you laughing at? You’ve never seen such a beautiful boss?”

“I’ve never seen a boss who works like a horse like you. What’s wrong with you this week? Not long ago, you were depressed, but recently you are so motivated and work so hard. I think you need not go to the gym recently because you’ve had enough exercise by decorating this house and painting the wall together with the workers.”

Ji Nuan took the wipes Xiao Ba handed her and wiped her hands. Then she took a bite of the popsicle and looked at the walls of the office. “I will not put any glass there. I plan to put some other stuff, so it looks better if I paint it into the same color.”

Xia Tian raised her eyebrows and glanced at the white patches on her face. “When I went out just now, I ran into Vinse in a nearby cafe, the guy who had been sending you flowers. After he knew you were here, he said he’d like to invite us for iced coffee. And he specially invited you. Are you going or not?”

Ji Nuan remained expressionless. “I told you to tell him never to send me flowers again! Why do you still agree to his invitation?”

Xia Tian shrugged. “Boss Mo disappeared. I feel obliged to find a new boyfriend for you. You know, as your BBF, I always spare no efforts in helping you.”

Ji Nuan rolled her eyes. “I think you’re just jealous of my peaceful life and try to make some trouble for me. I’m not interested in Mr. Vinse. If he has a new project for me, I can meet him. If not, I don’t have any time to see him.”

“Why are you so principled? Just because you have principles doesn’t mean your husband has principles. I saw Mo Jingshen’s photos at an exhibition in a business magazine. Several young ladies of note in Hai City also attended the exhibition,” Xia Tian said and looked at Ji Nuan seriously. “Those women are all coveting him and wouldn’t miss any chance to meet him. They all crowded around him, asking to have their pictures taken with him. Look at you, dress up like a decoration worker every day. If you say you’re Mrs. Mo, I’ll feel embarrassed for you.”

“I received the invitation for the exhibition, but I didn’t attend it,” Ji Nuan said, concentrating on her popsicle as if she didn’t care. “What’s wrong about him being photographed standing next to those women? Did you see them kiss or hug?”

“…When did your heart get this big?” Xia Tian looked at her incredulously and raised her hand to touch her head. “I thought you would collapse like Lin Daiyu at any moment. I’m glad to see that you didn’t.”

Ji Nuan clapped her hand away and touched her own head, explaining casually, “I just think some things are not what they seem. Life has to go on, and I can’t keep getting depressed and making a mess of my life.”

Xia Tian sneered. “What you said is so abstruse that I don’t understand it. Can you explain it in a simple way?”

Ji Nuan took a bite out of her popsicle and mumbled, “I can only say that I have too much perseverance and vitality.”

Xia Tian went speechless, wondering whether she should feel Ji Nuan’s head again to see if she really had a fever. After eating the popsicle, however, Ji Nuan picked up the tools, went back to the office, climbed the high stool agilely, and continued to paint the wall.

Xiao Ba leaned close to Xia Tian and whispered, “Sister Xia, did someone stimulate Boss?”

Xia Tian shook her head. “I don’t know, but I think she must be stimulated.”

With that, Xia Tian was about to help Ji Nuan, only to see a business magazine on the high stool the latter was standing on, with the cover in which Mo Jingshen was photographed standing with the nympho girls, and this magazine was being trodden under Ji Nuan’s feet now.

Xia Tian: “…”

Ji Nuan had been working in the new office building for two days. Xia Tian tried to persuade her to go back but was ignored. Her cell phone was left uncharged and shut down for two days.

As she left the building to return to her studio, she plugged in her phone in the car and turned it on. Sure enough, she saw a flood of messages and missed calls. When her business partners couldn’t reach her, they would call someone else in the studio. The most missed calls were from the Mo family.

Most of the missed calls were from the Mo family’s landline!

And the second most was from the Yu Garden and Auntie Chen’s cell phone.

Ji Nuan’s eyelids twitched, and she immediately called Auntie Chen back.