Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

He looked down at her and smiled faintly. “Didn’t you go shopping because you were angry?”

Ji Nuan was suddenly stricken by a surge of sourness. She didn’t want her mood to be ruined by someone, so she simply said, “You’re safe and sound in the hospital. What can I get mad at?”

Mo Jingshen gazed deeply at her. “I thought you were getting jealous because of those photos taken from specific angles.”

She was surprised. “How come you know about the pictures I received?”

“Feng Ling’s cell phone is connected to yours. She won’t receive normal information you received but can see the information from strange numbers or unknown sources.” He didn’t keep it from her.

“No wonder…”

“Don’t you have anything to ask me?” He looked at her eyes, his handsome face calm.

“Like you just said, those are staged photos. What can I ask?” Ji Nuan turned around, picked up a fruit basket which someone had brought, and took out the fruit knife to peel the fruit.

After peeling the fruit, she turned around, only to see he was gazing at her. His gaze was so emotionless that she couldn’t tell his mood.

Not knowing what he was thinking, Ji Nuan cut the fruit into small pieces, put them on a plate, forked the fruit pieces, and handed it to him. “Come on, have some fruit.”

He didn’t take it or move but quietly looked at her with his black eyes. “Are you sure you don’t have anything to ask me?”

Ji Nuan placed a piece of fruit into her mouth with a look of disapproval. “You are a grown man, not a teenager. Of course, you have your past. What else can I do except telling myself not to take it to mind and not entertain foolish ideas? Should I ask you what your first engagement was like? Or whether you had kissed, hugged, or… slept with Miss Su when you were dating?”

In fact, Ji Nuan knew she shouldn’t say the latter part, but she couldn’t help asking him. She had regretted it as soon as she said it, but she couldn’t take it back, so she avoided the man’s gaze and turned to the table with the fruit plate in her hand.

“You’re really generous.” Mo Jingshen’s voice was cool and calm, but she suddenly felt a chill on the spine.

Ji Nuan didn’t know why Mo Jingshen gave her that look. She couldn’t even make herself calm down, so she was not in the mood to comfort President Mo.

She put another piece of fruit into her mouth and chewed it. For some reason, her chest felt rather tight.

She said she didn’t mind it.

It seemed that she wasn’t jealous at all.

But to be frank, she couldn’t ignore his past with Su Zhilan at all.

Haha, a woman was a woman after all.

Ji Nuan thought she’d better go back to her own ward and spend some time alone to figure out the matter of Su Zhilan, so she put down the fruit bowl and knife and turned to go.

She was in such a hurry that the knife fell to the ground. She heard it but didn’t look back. Anyway, he didn’t need to use the knife now, and his men would pick it up when they came in.

“I’m going back to my ward. I’ll come back later,” Ji Nuan said without looking at Mo Jingshen.

“Go ahead.” Mo Jingshen’s voice was indifferent. The softness and enthusiasm he had when he was hugging and kissing her just now faded away like being washed off by water. He became that cold and noble President Mo in other people’s mouth, the indifferent and cold one who Ji Nuan barely saw.

She paused and walked to the door of the ward.

No sooner had her hand touched the handle of the door than she heard a noise. She turned around only to see Mo Jingshen standing beside the bed with difficulty and with a cold look in his pale face. Seeing he was about to pick up the knife on the ground, she frowned, hurried back, picked up the knife and put it on the table.

He paused and glanced up at her, who came back again.

“I was just in a bad mood and didn’t want to affect you. You should have a good rest. Don’t get out of bed and walk around,” Ji Nuan said and turned around again.

“Then tell me what’s troubling you. Why don’t you just tell me?” The man’s eyes fell on her face, forcing her to stop. “You were just in a bad mood?”

“To be exact, I’m not in a bad mood. I just don’t want to get myself into a dead-end and feel like figuring it out myself first.”

Mo Jingshen stepped back and sat down on the bed slowly. Obviously, the wounds on his back were pulled when he sat down, but he just frowned and then looked at her. “Get yourself into a dead-end? For what? Tell me.”

“The most important thing right now is your health. You don’t have to care about this.” Ji Nuan smiled awkwardly. “I don’t want to vent on you because of my jealousy. Just let me go back and calm down.”

Hearing ‘my jealousy,’ Mo Jingshen couldn’t help smiling. “Come here.”

Ji Nuan didn’t want to go over, but when she saw that he seemed to be about to get up again, she hurried over.

As she drew near, he put his hand round her waist and drew her back into his arms. Ji Nuan wanted to get up, but he didn’t let her. His arm tightened, and his lips fell between her eyes.

“Nuan Nuan.” Mo Jingshen kissed her lightly on the lips, unable to hide the happiness in his voice. “Since I’ve seen you jealous, I can’t pretend that nothing happened. Did you pretend that you didn’t care? If you care, you care. Why do you pretend not to care?”

“…I couldn’t just tell you I was jealous of your ex-girlfriend. Besides, there is indeed nothing wrong with those photos.”

“You really shouldn’t be jealous,” Mo Jingshen said frankly. “Nothing happened between her and me—no love, no kissing. Even the engagement ceremony was arranged by the Shine Group, and I just went through the motions. It didn’t take long before our engagement was called off. She and I have never been what you think.”

When she was still trying to assimilate what he had said, she heard him said in a low voice, “You just said, you didn’t mind if I had a past, didn’t mind if I kissed, hugged, or even slept with someone else, huh?”

Ji Nuan: “…”

“Ji Nuan, you’re really generous.” Mo Jingshen suddenly smiled, but his tone sounded dangerous. “So, I wonder whether I should prepare some surprise for you. If I do have a woman beside you, you two should really meet. Let me see who will win.”

Ji Nuan: “…”

“No.” She stiffened for a while in his arms and then shook her head firmly. “Absolutely no!”

“Why not?” Mo Jingshen faintly smiled. “Weren’t you generous just now?”