Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 101: Mo Jingshen Removed His Suit Jacket and Carried Ji Nuan Out

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"What happened?" Mo Jingshen’s eyes were sharp as knives as he turned to An Shuyan.

An Shuyan did not expect that he would actually ask her.

This man’s observational skills and thoughts were way too careful…

Careful to the point where… it was terrifying…

"I’m not sure," An Shuyan knew she could not conceal it, so she lowered her voice. "Earlier on, I wanted to visit the restroom, but I felt that this place… was not very normal…"

"Only not normal?" Mo Jingshen chuckled coldly. "An Shuyan, you don’t wish to return safely to America?"

An Shuyan’s expression was stiff and about to crack from his coldness. She lowered her gaze. "I’m really not sure."

Mo Jingshen did not pay her any more attention. His cold gaze returned to Sheng Yihan.

Sheng Yihan did not plan on wasting any more time. A hint of worry appeared in his eyes, he said slowly, "Ji Nuan entered the bathroom 25 minutes ago. She still hasn’t come out."

The other party had just finished his words when An Shuyan instinctively rushed to wrap her arms around the man’s elbow. Before she could touch him, Mo Jingshen’s silhouette was already a few steps away from her.

Seeing that the restroom door was actually locked from outside, Mo Jingshen’s jaw tightened, and his Adam’s apple moved. His gaze was heavy and could unfreeze the water of the frozen rivers.

—-

The instant the bathroom’s heavy door was kicked open, the stuffy and humid air of the malfunctioning air cooler began to spread out.

Mo Jingshen’s brows furrowed tightly. All of the cubicle doors were slightly open because they were unused. Only the cubicle at the end was tightly locked.

Hearing the noise, the hotel employee immediately brought over a flashlight. After being cut by Mo Jingshen’s cold eyes, he rushed forward to help open the door inside.

The moment the door was opened, they saw Ji Nuan dressed in a pink gown sitting on the toilet seat cover. Her head was limply pressed against the wall, her body slanted to the side. Her hair was sticking against her sweaty face. Both her eyes were peacefully shut; her face was as pale as paper, and even her lips barely had any color. She was already unconscious.

An Shuyan was right behind. Seeing this scene, her delicate brows knitted after looking at Ji Nuan’s terrifyingly white face…

"Aiya, why is there still someone in this bathroom?" the employee, uninvolved in the whole incident, anxiously said. "How long has she been unconscious for? We have to call for a doctor quickly. Hopefully, nothing happened…"

The employee’s words had yet to finish when Mo Jingshen threw off his suit jacket, his gaze heavy. He directly carried out the unmoving Ji Nuan. Her entire body was ice-cold, and her gown was filled with the stifled, humid air. He wrapped half her body in his warm suit jacket, quickly bringing her out in a bridal carry.

The instant he walked out of the bathroom, Mo Shaoze was already standing by the door with a cold as ice expression as he watched the scene.

A flash of somber coldness flashed by Mo Jingshen’s eyes. He quickly carried Ji Nuan past him unhesitatingly. He passed by Shen Mu who had rushed over and coldly said, "Get Qin Siting here immediately."

Shen Mu was startled, completely unaware of what had happened. After seeing the pale Ji Nuan, he frantically nodded. "I will inform Doctor Qin immediately."

He had just finished his words when he glanced back and saw Sheng Yihan standing right next to the crowd. He thought in his heart, did they not already have a doctor here?

An orthopedic surgeon was still a doctor…

However, he did not dare to say these words right now and suspected that if he dared, he would not even know how he had died.

Even if tonight’s most attention-drawing person was Shine Group’s Director and the true holder of the Mo family’s power, Mo Shaoze, Mo Jingshen had an existence impossible to ignore in Hai Cheng.

Even though he rarely showed up in such events and was low-key to the point where others were completely clueless about his private life, Mo Jingshen’s position in the business world was such that no one dared to underestimate him. Anyone who knew the words Mo Jingshen would carefully watch his actions both inside and out of the country.

The people of Hai Cheng knew that Mo Jingshen’s character was high up and unapproachable. Aside from relatives and friends, few people could get close to him. Most people only dared to go up to make small talk and offer words of flattery. To receive a polite, mild smile from him was also a form of honor.

A few months ago, there was a rumor that even if Mo Jingshen had a political marriage with the Ji family, his relationship with his wife Ji Nuan was only in name. There was no emotional foundation in their relationship. Most people who knew of it thought he would definitely divorce her and marry someone else.

Yet, at this moment, in the luxurious ballroom, everyone saw this shocking scene…

Mo Jingshen’s typically indifferent expression—that could not be moved even if the skies fell—was frighteningly cold. Not only could everyone clearly see the grimness and thunderous rage on his face, but they could also see him carrying through the ballroom a woman dressed in a pink gown.

Furthermore, this woman was actually… the Mrs. Mo who had been rumored to be "kicked into the cold palace," several months ago—Ji Nuan!

Among the people who witnessed this, there were quite a few who recognized Ji Nuan’s face, which was beautiful enough to drive others to rage. However, her usually bright and soft skin was currently frighteningly pale.

The one who had been mentioned by everyone to soon marry into the Mo family, An Shuyan, was following behind tightly with a sickly expression. Yet, he completely ignored her. He did not even offer her a single glance.

"CEO Mo." An Shuyan followed behind Mo Jingshen closely. "Mrs. Mo’s gown needs to be changed! I brought an additional set of clothing, let me help her change…"

"No need!" Mo Jingshen’s gaze was cold as the winter night; able to change water to ice in an instant.

An Shuyan instantly froze, her expression gradually crumbling.

All the distinguished guests in the hall were shocked that Mo Jingshen would actually be pushed into so much rage due to Ji Nuan. He was utterly ruthless to An Shuyan.

The news that An Shuyan would

—-

Shen Mu hung up the phone, turning back to see Mo Shaoze approach with his dark and cold expression.

"Director Mo." Shen Mu respectfully nodded to him.

Mo Shaoze snarled, "Since she is already unconscious, directly send her to the hospital. Why keep her here and bring Qin Siting over? Do you think the fuss isn’t big enough? You worry the guests won’t have enough show to watch?"

Shen Mu was quiet for a moment before seriously saying, "Apologies, Director Mo, I’ve followed CEO Mo’s side for a long time. I’m used to following his orders."

Mo Shaoze narrowed his cold eyes.

Shen Mu added, "At this time, all the doctors in the nearby hospitals would have already gotten off work. There will only be emergency and overtime workers. Everyone in Hai Cheng and outside of it is aware of Doctor Qin’s skills. Since CEO Mo called him over, he must have his own thoughts. And since the evening party has yet to end, if CEO Mo directly abandoned the guests and left, it might bring even more discomfort to everyone…"

Mo Shaoze stared at him with an ugly expression. Shen Mu did not wait for him to speak. He politely and respectfully nodded. "Doctor Qin is already on the way here. I’ll go wait for him at the entrance."

Finishing his words, he acted as though he did not see Mo Shaoze’s glacial expression. He turned and quickly walked out of the hotel entrance.

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Chapter 102: Ji Nuan Had Poor Alcohol Tolerance…

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Ji Nuan was not unconscious for long. Earlier on, she was already feeling unwell. With the stuffy bathroom air and the feeling of breathlessness that came with the small, tight cubicle, she could not pinpoint when she had actually lost consciousness.

She struggled for a long time in her nightmares. Those nightmares of the past that have not appeared for a long time disturbed her mind.

It was only when she felt as though she was suddenly placed in a pool of warm water, her cold body gradually warming up, that the anxiety from those nightmares slowly dissipated.

There was the sensation of a strong hand behind her neck, supporting her weight the whole time. Occasionally, another hand would land on her forehead, as though testing her temperature.

So warm… so comfortable…

Was this a dream as well?

Abruptly, Ji Nuan opened her eyes. Her gaze was unfocused for a moment, and after a while, she slowly regained awareness. She turned her head over somewhat dazedly, glancing at the man by the bathtub.

The moment she saw Mo Jingshen’s face right by her side, her heart skipped a beat. She stared with wide eyes at the man whose brows were currently tightly furrowed, his gaze cold and stern. His palm was still pressed against her forehead.

She was startled. She saw that his suit jacket was thrown on the bathroom floor not far away, part of his dress shirt was unbuttoned, and the sleeves were rolled up, revealing his wrists. However, because those two hands were carefully supporting her the whole time to prevent her from choking on the water, his sleeves were unavoidably somewhat soaked. Yet, he appeared as though he did not care, his gaze heavy and strangely leading others to freeze even though it was not cold.

Ji Nuan’s mind could not really keep up.

Wasn’t she just locked in the bathroom?

How did he realize she was at the event?

How was it that, when she suddenly woke up, he was right in front of her, all of her clothes were removed, and she was lying in the bathroom like this?

Outside the bathroom, the room door was tightly shut. The sound of footsteps drifted in, accompanied by An Shuyan’s voice outside the door, "CEO Mo, the clothes I brought are new. Do you want to let Mrs. Mo change into them?"

Mo Jingshen acted as though he heard nothing. His cold gaze landed on Ji Nuan’s pale face.

"You wanted to come to the evening party, but you didn’t ask me directly and looked for the Sheng one instead. What’s the meaning of this?"

Ji Nuan finally returned to herself. However, the alcohol was still messing with her mind and affecting her composure.

Outside, An Shuyan was still gently knocking on the door.

Ji Nuan was quiet for a moment. She then smiled somewhat casually; her gaze slightly dazed from the alcohol. "You could come here with An Shuyan in your arms, why couldn’t I look for someone else?"

She did not explain how she had come here, nor did she wish to explain.

The moment her words landed, she felt that the hand behind her neck seemed to have grown spikes. She began to struggle to sit up.

"Don’t move." Mo Jingshen’s voice was low and heavy, his gaze clear as he pressed her down. "The bathroom was too humid and damp. Your body temperature was too low. Soak in the bathtub for a while longer."

"I’m all right. Earlier on, I just had some difficulty breathing. Right now, it’s much better."

Ji Nuan said mindlessly. She sat up from the bathtub and reached up to remove his hand but was instead held by his.

She struggled for a moment but could not free herself. She could only raise her eyes.

"I said I’m already much better!" Her voice was loud.

She saw that the man’s attention had been on her the whole time with no intention to let her leave.

Ji Nuan tried her best to calm herself, but because of the alcohol, she was still somewhat dizzy and dazed. "I didn’t intend to come today. Anyway, even if I wanted to come, I fear that there wouldn’t be space for me by your side."

"The reason I didn’t bring you today was to make sure you wouldn’t misunderstand." Mo Jingshen let his tone warm a little, his grip still firmly around her wrist.

"Oh, I didn’t misunderstand." Ji Nuan lowered her head and no longer looked at him.

Mo Jingshen saw that she was sitting up in the bathtub and really did not intend to soak any further. He casually tugged over a towel to cover her head, helping her to wipe her dripping hair.

Ji Nuan turned to avoid his actions, raising her hand to press the towel down. "I’ll do it myself."

The man did not speak, but his actions continued. He directly carried her out of the bathtub, bundling her up tightly in a much larger towel and bringing her out of the bathroom.

Ji Nuan was silent the whole way until she was placed on the bed. She instinctively curled up her legs, shrinking on the bed and silently distancing from him.

It could be seen that although she did not argue or lost her temper, she was already filled with negative emotions.

Mo Jingshen tucked the covers around her, forcefully keeping Ji Nuan in it. He then pressed a hand on her forehead and laid it there for a moment, watching her. He sternly and seriously said, "Qin Siting will rush here soon. I’ve already called someone to buy another set of clothes for you. Lie down here and rest first."

Ji Nuan could tell this was most likely one of the many rooms available at King’s Court Hotel. There were still several hundreds of guests in the ballroom since tonight was an important party for Mo Corporation and Shine Group. Since she was fine now, it was unavoidable that he had to take some time to settle things.

She did not speak and closed her eyes. She did not want to make any noise, nor did she want to hear another word from him.

"Nuan Nuan." The man stood by the bed, his clear and heavy voice whispering her name.

Ji Nuan acted as though she heard nothing. She closed her eyes and did not speak or move. Yet, her hands gripped the towel under the sheets, gradually tightening.

"How much did you drink earlier?" Mo Jingshen focused on her.

Earlier, when he brought her in, he could smell the scent of alcohol on her. Although the alcohol prepared tonight was not strong, the entire Hai Cheng’s high society knew Ji Nuan’s alcohol tolerance was extremely poor.

Just a few glasses would definitely inebriate her. A long time ago, when she was unaware, he had already witnessed it once. This time she had even mixed several types of alcohol together.

Seeing she was still emotional from the alcohol, Mo Jingshen placed her bag by the bedside table. He brought out her phone, and after confirming it was out of battery, he placed it down.

"Rest here obediently and wait for me to come back."

The man glanced at her once more. Seeing that there was not much she could do in her half-conscious state, he left.

Outside the room, An Shuyan finally saw him appear and rushed forward. "CEO Mo, how is Mrs. Mo? Is she all right…?"

Yet, Mo Jingshen was cold and indifferent as he walked down the stairs.

—-

Half an hour later, the ballroom appeared to have returned to normal.

Mo Jingshen walked through a crowd of people. His expression was heavy and difficult to understand. Yet, his gaze no longer moved toward An Shuyan who stood by his side anymore. Even if An Shuyan moved closer to steal his gaze, what she received was an expression that treated her like the carpet.

Qin Siting had already arrived. He suddenly approached Mo Jingshen and softly teased, "Your old man drove at 180 miles per hour, but your woman isn’t even in the room."

Mo Jingshen’s gaze paused. His ice-cold eyes subconsciously scanned the ballroom.

He suddenly chuckled coldly.

Very good, even Sheng Yihan was gone.