Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The driver immediately laughed out loud and looked very simple and honest. “That’s true. Mrs. Mo, you can rest assured. We assure you of the success of your work today.”

“It doesn’t matter if I can finish my work. Safety comes first. If it’s too dangerous, let’s just go back to avoid trouble.” Ji Nuan didn’t expect them to chase her car on the road. Now she didn’t want to bother them too much just because of her work.

“It’s all right. Mr. Mo has arranged everything well. It’s going to be safe all the way, and we’ve got people at your negotiation place.” With that, the driver quickly turned another corner and headed straight for the destination.

When they arrived at the destination, Ji Nuan did not expect that the client Mo Jingshen arranged for her was actually an old acquaintance she had known when she was in Britain. However, he was passing by in London at that time, and she had no proper project to cooperate with him, so it was a pity that no cooperation was carried out between them. Now her MN Group had moved back to China, and this client had a lot of projects in the US and in Hai City. As soon as he met her, he began to talk about their regret in London.

After two or three hours, the client not only successfully negotiated the contract and cooperation plan with Ji Nuan but also introduced other friends to her. In a word, she gained a lot today. This also made up for their failure to sign a project when they were in London.

They chatted very happily before leaving. When Ji Nuan got back to the car and prepared to go back, she flipped through the plan she had just worked out together with the clients and recalled the scene when she had just talked with them.

It was going really well, and it was kind of fulfilling a little wish she had when she was in London.

She really suspected that there was nothing he could not think of and achieve…

He just casually found her a client so that she wouldn’t make a trip in vain, but he found such a perfect client for her.

Ji Nuan was reading the business plan carefully when the driver’s cell phone rang. She looked up into the driver’s seat. The driver put on his earphones to answer the phone. She could only hear him speak calmly and seriously but couldn’t hear what he said. Then she noticed that the car had changed its route. The car drove along some strange roads and veered off. The car made detours and it took them about 20 minutes to get back to the main road leading to the hotel near XI Base.

She guessed that they were being followed, but when she saw the driver was very calm, she went on reading the document in peace.

Back at the hotel, the bodyguards still followed her, escorted her back to her room, and left two men to guard outside.

Although no one had told her exactly how serious the situation was, she could see it through the course of the day’s journey out and back, as well as the presence of the men who had been guarding and following her.

Ji Nuan went back to her room and didn’t come out again, but she hadn’t seen Mo Jingshen since she came back in the afternoon.

Mo Jingshen didn’t come back even when it was dark.

She took a shower and walked up and down the room a few times. She didn’t use a hairdryer to dry her hair. When her hair dried naturally, it was already 11:00 p.m., and he still hadn’t returned.

The suite was very big. She kept looking at the time, then pushed out the French window and looked out. The lawn outside the hotel was surrounded by beautiful lights and the hotel was very luxurious and brightly-lit. It was located in the remote suburbs, so there weren’t many buildings in front of the hotel but lawns and highways, but from this angle, she could vaguely see the lights of the downtown of Los Angeles.

Some long-lost worry and anxiety troubled her.

Just like when Mo Jingshen disappeared in Cambodia three years ago.

She finally understood why he asked her to either be guarded by the bodyguard he sent or to stay with him without getting out of his sight, because in such a place and such a situation, only when the person he cared about most was in his sight could he feel at ease.

She stood on the balcony for a moment and hadn’t seen his car come back, so she turned back into the room.

She couldn’t sleep, so she picked up that business plan and continued to read it, intending to finish the work by tomorrow morning.

It was twelve o ‘clock at night, and the light in the study was still on

Ji Nuan had read the last pages of the plan, and when she looked back to pour herself a glass of water, she suddenly saw the handsome man standing upright in the shadow in front of the study.

Mo Jingshen had one hand in the pocket of his trousers, leaning slightly against the wall beside the door. His handsome face was hidden in the shadow, but his handsome and cool profile could still be seen.

He looked as if he had been standing there and looking at her since he came back.

Ji Nuan paused and looked at the time. It was already past twelve o ‘clock at night. She had been waiting for him to come back, but she was so absorbed in her work that she didn’t even notice that he had entered the room.

However, she noticed that he was wearing a suit today instead of the T-shirt he wore yesterday, so she asked, “Did you go to your company today?”

“En.” The man still stood there and looked at her with a smile. “Are you through with your work?”

“It’s just a business plan. I can solve it after returning to Hai City. No hurry. I couldn’t sleep just now, so I opened it.” Ji Nuan said as she went out. When she walked past him, she wanted to just walk away, but she stopped suddenly and turned her eyes to the man leaning against the wall, looking deeply at her.

“Why… did you come back so late today? Is something wrong?”

The man raised his well-shaped eyebrows. “Are you worrying about me?”

Ji Nuan answered without hesitation, “I’m not an ingrate.”

Mo Jingshen looked at her and smiled, noble and handsome as ever. “The company had some extra arrangements today. I dealt with some matters after I returned to the company. And in the evening, I went to a dinner party, so I came back a little late.”

“Why didn’t you send me a message or call me ahead of time?”

She spent the whole night worrying that he might have an accident, and her hair stood on end as she repeatedly recalled how he had not eaten or drunk water in that wooden house in Cambodia, and how he had shot Dali. She had been worrying about him all night, but it turned out that he went out to a dinner party.