Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Ji Nuan answered indifferently, “No matter who she is, you don’t have to explain to me.”

The man looked sideways at her. “Look at the jealous look on your face. Don’t try to hide it!”

Ji Nuan gave him a sidelong glance. “Do I look jealous?”

“Yes.”

“…”

She looked deadpan at the crowd. “Your Rong Yan is still there. Why did you ignore her after only a few words? She’s obviously… here for you.”

After a pause, she went on, “And she is still looking at you.”

The man looked at her again and then turned his head to look at Rong Yan in the crowd, who was still looking in this direction, and he said casually, “She’s just observing what my relationship with you on earth is.”

Ji Nuan raised her eyebrows. “What did you say to her?”

“I said I was married.”

Ji Nuan: “…”

She put the glass in her hand on the table and said coldly, “We’ve divorced. You’re literally single, OK? Are you taking me as a shield? What are you scheming about?”

Mo Jingshen said lightly, “If I don’t tell her I’m married, do you want her to keep pestering me with hope or do you want to be targeted by the Rong family?”

Ji Nuan sneered. “Then I should also thank you for helping me out in this way? The Rong family is not so unreasonable. Although that Rong Cheng is indeed a bit bossy, I think the Rong family value their image and won’t resort to dirty means.”

A business partner of Mo Jingshen came over to talk with him, who seemed to be very eager to tell him something.

Mo Jingshen remained deadpan but just slightly nodded, casually greeted him, and still sat opposite to Ji Nuan, without any intention to avoid arousing suspicion.

It happened that there was also a partner of MN Group nearby. Ji Nuan got up to talk to that partner and did not continue to sit here.

When the people around Mo Jingshen have gone, Ji Nuan had not come back. He sat there, watching her flutter among men like a butterfly, smiling and talking. She took the wine glass and clinked glasses with those people, took the documents handed to her by a partner and looked at them, and then continued to talk with them with a smile.

Business was war without bullets. Now Mo Jingshen could only occasionally see some of the shadows of the past her on Ji Nuan. When she was in work or social intercourse, she was like a fully armed woman warrior, although she smiled.

She had not come back, and he was not in a hurry to call her back. Looking at her figure, he thought of something, took out his cell phone and took a look at it.

He opened the WeChat that Ji Nuan registered for him and took a look at his avatar. Then he smiled and clicked open Ji Nuan’s WeChat Moments.

Ji Nuan had been using WeChat for almost a year but only shared several photos into WeChat Moments.

The first was a picture she had taken of the night sky in London with her cell phone. She just posted this picture and didn’t write anything.

The second, two months later, showed her desk cluttered with papers in her office in London, with an expression of struggle and two words: Year Three.

The third showed her hands and the hands of two other girls, each shaping a V to make a five-pointed star together. Ji Nuan wrote: I finally got a chance to go for an outing and breathe fresh air. But why are Feng Ling and Xiao Ba’s hands whiter than mine? I refuse to accept! Where is Xia Tian? Didn’t you say you were tanned? Come here and keep me company! [Grievance][Grievance][Grievance].

Then there were a couple of London financial reports she retweeted and an inspirational article, among other things, workplace beliefs.

Then, she did not post any more Moments before returning to China, neither did she after returning to China, except for a picture taken from the upstairs of Sheng Tang Hotel in Beijing two days ago, with the caption: This business trip is really a pain.

Before that, she hadn’t posted a word or a photo during her time back home.

She never posted a word about the first time she saw him again after returning to China, where she met him again, or the gradual change in their relationship.

It was as if she didn’t care about these things at all.

Seeing this, the man could not help frowning.

Her WeChat Moments were all about work, workplace, or friendship. He might be glad she didn’t mention any men, but she didn’t mention him either, nor any contents with emotional coloring.

Mo Jingshen looked through her WeChat Moments with few contents and made sure that none of the contents had been missed. Indeed, there was no content about him.

He put down his cell phone and looked expressionlessly at Ji Nuan, who had now come back.

Ji Nuan had just said too much and was a little thirsty. Xiao Hu quickly put the glass of juice he had just fetched on the table in front of her. Ji Nuan came over and took a sip, then sat down on the table with the proposal she had just received from one of the partners and looked through it.

After reading for a while, she suddenly felt the air around was a bit suffocating. She raised her hand and took a sip of fruit juice, only to see that Mo Jingshen was looking at her deeply.

She asked, “Why are you looking at me? Aren’t you here to work today? CEO Mo, you look so relaxed.”

“CEO Ji, you didn’t pay attention while CEO Mo was busy. He was busy talking with many people and now he finally got a chance to sit here and take a rest. They see he is taking a rest, so they don’t dare to come to bother him,” Xiao Hu explained on the side.

OK, so Boss Mo was not putting on airs here. It was just that people dared not disturb him when he was resting.

Sure enough, people were different. She had to come over to talk and laugh with her current or potential business partners and read their business proposals, whereas he just needed to sit there quietly and be admired and worshipped by others.

When she came to work, she had to negotiate with her partners. When he came to work, he just needed to sit there.

But why was he staring at her?

These days they had been together from morning till night, and he was not yet tired of looking at her?

Ji Nuan ignored him, lowered her head and continued to read the documents at hand. Then she took out a pen from her bag and drew red circles to the problems she found in the proposal.

Seeing her working so earnestly, he did not speak but looked at the woman in front of him, who was so absorbed in her work that she didn’t pay any attention to him.

When he thought that from her return to China until a few days ago, her WeChat Moments had been blank, his face was still dark.