MTL - Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?-Chapter 2 : She seems to have never been so active with him
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Everything felt so clear last night ...
So she was really born again!
"Sister, aren't we saying yes, after Brother Jingshen drank that glass of wine, let me send him away from the Royal Garden?" Ji Mengran walked behind her, with an unwilling question in his tone.
Ji Nuan turned around and looked at her younger sister, who has often been to the garden since she got married.
I didn't notice the desolation flashing in Ji Nuan's eyes, Ji Mengran only complained softly: "How did you sleep in his bed ..."
Ji Nuan heard, and then asked with a smile: "His bed? Isn't this my marriage room with him?"
"I'm in a hurry for you! Now the plan is disrupted, and you don't know how long to keep the divorce!" Ji Mengran frowned instinctively.
Ji Nuan walked towards her, looking at the very thoughtful transparent gauze top she wore, as well as the deliberately attractive makeup.
Ji Nuan said indifferently, "Dream, why are you wearing so little? Fortunately, I didn't let you send him away last night. In case of something, I can't tell my family."
"Ah? I ..." Ji Mengran busily concealed his guilty conscience: "It was too hot last night, so I changed to a thinner dress."
"It's early autumn. Is it hot?"
"It's not particularly hot ... Sister, since the plan was unsuccessful, I pretend that you can't count on suicide!" Ji Mengran felt inexplicably wrong, and cautiously turned the conversation forward and directly changed the topic.
"Oh? Suicide—" Ji Nuan prolonged his tone.
Now carefully recalling that her engagement with Mo Jingshen began. Ji Mengran seemed to be a different person. She often talked in her ears about the dark insider of various wealthy marriages, and took various failed marriages in front of her as examples. Ji Nuan was even more scared of marriage, and he did not dare to get close to Mo Jingshen ...
"How about cutting the wrist? He saw you would rather die than stay by his side, maybe he would agree to your request ..." Ji Mengran seemed to be a simple suggestion.
"After all, this is risky. What if I lose too much blood and no one comes to help me?" Ji Nuan smiled, and there was no temperature to laugh.
"Oh, what do you worry about! Regardless of whether Brother Depth of Field will rush back, I will call the doctor as soon as any danger occurs!"
Ji Nuan stared at Ji Menran, who was only one year younger than himself.
She did not forget that when she really cut her wrists, she was lying in a bathtub full of hot water. She lost too much blood and was unable to get up. Ji Mengran never called the doctor to rescue her, and did not even notify Mo Jingshen.
Had it not been for Mo Jingshen to come back suddenly and notice the strange break-in, and would have taken her out of the blood-filled bathtub, I'm afraid Ji Nuan would never live on the day he divorced him.
Ji Nuan's mouth has a cold arc, and he smiles lazily and casually: "I will consider it, but after all, I didn't sleep last night. I just want to take a good rest now."
Hearing those words last night, Ji Mengran took away the jealousy in his eyes, bit his lip and said, "Then ... you have to think carefully, I will come to you tomorrow."
"Okay, I won't give you away."
Ji Nuan stood in place, watching Ji Mengran's figure disappear into sight.
A quiet room.
Ji Nuan turned to look at this wedding room that had been stored in the depths of her memory, and gently stroked her hands on the soft quilt, as if there was still the temperature left by Mo Jingshen.
Everything can start again.
Do you still want a divorce?
of course not!
In the past life, she had no city, she was juggled by her closest relatives, her marriage was broken, her father died tragically, she lost everything, and was sentenced to prison.
In this life, she will not only be Mo's wife for life! What's more, we must regain our own dignity and everything, and we will never be at the mercy of others again!
But the biggest problem now is--
She remembers that Mo Jingshen rarely returned to the Imperial Garden after last night after last night. The last time I saw him was the day she woke up after she cut her wrist and committed suicide. Promise to leave her world forever.
That indifferent and lofty look, she is still unforgettable.
Ji Nuan raised his hand and stroked his forehead.
The man Mo Jingshen loves endlessly when he is petting her, and it is definitely an iceberg that is hard to melt when he is cold.
How could she coax Mo Jingshen back?
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In the evening, Shen Mu, the assistant to the president, saw Ji Nuan, who suddenly appeared in the company, and quickly greeted him.
"Miss Ji, why are you here?"
Ji Nuan was not in a hurry to correct the other party's title, after all, she had repeatedly not allowed anyone to call her Mrs. Mo.
She looked around and asked, "Is he in the company?"
Shen Mu knew that she was talking about President Mo, but she didn't know if this little ancestor came to the company to find President Mo's trouble ...
"Mr. Mo is in a meeting and it is estimated that it will take more than an hour to end."
"It's all right, I'll go up and wait for him."
Taken to the office of the president, Ji Nuan thanked Assistant Shen and walked in alone.
This is a very modern office room. It is spacious and comfortable, and the furnishings are very simple. However, the visual effects of the luxurious atmosphere are hidden.
Today Mo Jingshen has not returned to take over the family business, and is not the president of Shine Group.
He established this technology company a few years ago, and within a short period of three years, he monopolized the major domestic network technology resources. From 50 million in that year's financing to the current market value of 2 billion US dollars.
Mo Jingshen is now the president of the famous Mohs Group in the business world, not to mention how he, as the regional president of Shine, will dominate the business legend four years later.
Ji Nuan waited for nearly an hour, and never saw the trace of Mo Depth.
She didn't take much rest last night, and she was digesting her rebirth this day. Now her eyelids are gradually unable to support her ...
Mo Jingshen returned to the office and saw this scene.
Ji Nuan was wearing a thin long dress lying on a black leather sofa with her eyes closed, and her white and tranquil face was seductively picked under the dim lights in the office.
Realizing that her eyes were coming to her attention, Ji Nuan opened her eyes alertly, but instantly fell into a pair of dark eyes as cold as the deep sea at night.
She immediately sat up and raised her eyes to the man standing indifferently in the office.
He was as tall and straight as she remembered, a well-dressed suit shirt, his legs wrapped under his trousers were long and straight, his body was impeccable, and his face was handsome and outrageous.
"You are back ..." Ji Nuan stood up.
"Um." Mo Jing answered slightly, and walked to his desk.
Ji Nuan's movements were not considered by the brain. He subconsciously followed, and took his arm forward.
This action not only made Mo Jingshen physically fit, but even Ji Nuan was embarrassed. This hand is neither, nor is it ...
She seemed to have never been so active with him.
Mo Jingshen watched as her snow-white prime hand was holding at the bend of his arm, he slowly and firmly pulled his arm from Ji Nuan's hand, his voice was cold like a clear spring: "Is something wrong?"
