Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

As Mo Jingshen spoke, the anger in his expression was more distinct than it had ever been. Anyone could see that he had been provoked.

Hearing these words, Ji Nuan immediately tried to move her hand back when she felt an aching pain around her wrist. She turned to look at the man who had already tugged her hand back and met his ink-black eyes.

A distant, burning fire could now be seen in his typically deep and indifferent eyes. As he watched her, it felt as though his gaze would burn her alive. His body was tight with tension, revealing his current rage and tolerance.

Ji Nuan had never seen Mo Jingshen openly mad; it was also rare for him to become angered.

She felt that Mo Jingshen had never shown such a targetted rage before.

Her heart shrunk slightly, but she knitted her brows. “Pain…”

 Mo Jingshen watched as she frowned and sensed that he had applied too much force earlier. He released her wrist, but remained unbelievably expressionless, cold, and heavy, as though frost was about to form on every surface.

Mr. Vinse wasn’t feeling too well today and his senses weren’t as sharp. When Ji Nuan spoke the word ‘pain,’ he finally turned to glance toward her other side.

The men finally exchanged gazes; one was slightly startled, while the other was cold, noble, and indifferent.

Unspoken thoughts were darkly exchanged through their eyes.

Earlier, Ji Nuan had only been chatting to Mr. Vinse. He was feeling unwell, and his voice was softer and heavier. She had leaned in close so that she would be able to hear him well. Furthermore, they had been discussing proper business and were studying the building models displayed before them. Although she was somewhat aware of the hand on top of hers, she could feel his fever through the skin contact and hesitate due to the heat emitting from his palms. She did not move her hand away.

 It was but a minute of skin contact. Who would have thought that Mo Jingshen, who typically concealed his emotions, would become clearly enraged.

“CEO Mo?” Mr. Vinse first spoke up. He saw that this man had sat down by Ji Nuan’s side at some point and seemed to understand something. However, Ji Nuan’s earlier concern caused the feelings he had almost given up on to rush back up. He suddenly had the thought to go down fighting. Even if his opponent was Mo Jingshen, he no longer planned on giving up easily.

Thus, although Mr. Vinse’s voice was polite, they were filled with emotions that only Mo Jingshen could understand.

Right now, with one glance, it was clear that Ji Nuan and Mo Jingshen’s relationship had yet to be fully repaired. He wouldn’t bring up Yuehu Bay, but since Ji Nuan had yet to remarry him, nor did she return to being with him, it meant that he still had an opportunity.

Mo Jingshen did not speak. He did not offer him a single response. Instead, he gave him an indifferent look.

The two men sat by her sides; both were around 1.88 meters tall, and their figures were the definition of perfection. They were also both dressed in well-picked, costly, formal attire. Furthermore, both had chosen to wear black.

Although Mr. Vinse’s background was slightly simpler, and his position as BGY Group’s general manager could not be compared to the position of Shine Group’s international CEO, but in all other aspects, he excelled wonderfully. In front of Mo Jingshen, he did not show any flaws.

The two men both had noble, cold auras.

More importantly, one sat on her left while the other sat on her right, placing her right between them.

Strangely, Ji Nuan felt that her current position was about to become worst than a duel to the death.

For the past few years, her interactions with Mr. Vinse were never forced. Instead, they felt very natural. Since her return to the country, the only person she frequently met up with was Mr. Vinse. However, through Mo Jingshen’s eyes, these interactions were not as simple.

Mo Jingshen calmly shifted his gaze away. Coincidentally, the speaker on stage announced that the exhibition had come to an end. He held Ji Nuan’s hand and stood up to leave.

As Ji Nuan had no choice but to stand up with him, Mr. Vinse spoke, as though he was smiling imperceptibly, “Shine Group’s headquarter is still located in Los Angeles. For the past few years, CEO Mo has rarely returned to the country. However, your current visit seems to have lasted much longer. Does this mean… the company’s headquarter is moving back to the country?”

 Mo Jingshen immediately paused in his footsteps, calmly replying, “Mo Nuan Group has already relocated. If Shine Group wishes to move back, what’s so difficult about that?”

 Ji Nuan: “…”

 Mo Nuan Group?

 She had clearly renamed it to MN Group… yet he insisted on using the words ‘Mo Nuan’.

Mr. Vinse first glanced at Ji Nuan from the side. He noticed that Ji Nuan’s lips were pursed, and she clearly did not plan on cooperating with Mo Jingshen. Mr. Vinse’s lips curved into a mocking smile. “Mo Nuan? Back when she was registering the company name in London, I recall her mentor telling her that she could use the original name. However, she insisted on changing it to MN. She had even planned on using other alphabets, but because it was easy to remember, she stuck with MN. And so, Mo Nuan is no longer related to those two letters.”

 Ji Nuan: “…”

 She had thought that Mr. Vinse had stayed away from Hai City because of her relationship with Mo Jingshen. However, from the way things currently appeared, it seemed like that wasn’t the case.

From his tone, it was clear he was targetting Mo Jingshen, and that he had no intentions of being suppressed by Mo Jingshen’s power.

Ji Nuan keenly noticed the scent of invisible gunpowder in the air.

Mo Jingshen shifted his hand to hold her waist directly and tighten his grip without a change in expression. He was unperturbed, and sneered to answer, “Did you think that replacing Mo Nuan with MN means that it no longer exists? A few months ago, she had two separate interviews; one with the London media and one with the local media. At the time, she was asked about the meaning behind MN. She had answered, on two separate occasions, that it was to represent her original studio’s name, but for the sake of suiting the global audience, she had replaced it with two letters instead. Are her words more reliable, or do you think your words are worth my time? Or perhaps, were you only able to seek comfort in those words?”

Mr. Vinse’s expression changed slightly as it turned heavy.

Mo Jingshen held her to leave. This time, Mr. Vinse did not speak up further. Ji Nuan originally wanted to say something for Mr. Vinse, but when she considered the power imbalance between them, she felt that nothing she said would be able to help him.

Before stepping out of Mr. Vinse’s line of sight, she silently turned back and pointed at her own stomach, reminding him to visit a hospital.

 Mo Jingshen saw that she had actually turned back to exchange looks with Vinse, and immediately released her the moment they stepped out of the exhibition hall. He kept silent and did not look at her again, much less lower his head to whisper affectionately to her.

Ji Nuan glanced at Mo Jingshen’s back view and quickly followed him. She found that his jaw was especially tight, and he appeared especially cold.