Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Mo Jingshen raised his brows. His voice was low and heavy as he spoke: "After returning to Hai City, things won't be as easy as it is in T City. Since you're still here, treasure your last month of student life carefully. Go out and enjoy yourself more with your friends. Don't allow yourself to be treated too poorly."

Hearing these words, Ji Nuan suddenly felt her nose turning sour with emotions.

Previously, Mo Jingshen had mentioned that he couldn't wake her up when he left; otherwise, was he supposed to wake her up for her to cry in his arms?

They wouldn't be apart for more than a month, but Ji Nuan already felt unwilling to part from him.

Feng Ling did not accompany them on the way back. As Ji Nuan tugged on her seatbelt, she took a glance out of the windows. Feng Ling's silhouette as she called for a taxi and got into it was steady and nimble.

Perhaps she was being too sensitive. Maybe someone like Feng Ling, who had suffered through lots of hardships with a bunch of men, was much sturdier than most women and did not crumble as easily. Or perhaps, Feng Ling was only much better at concealing her feelings than most women and had shoved all of her unwanted emotions into a corner.

A shadow landed on her. By the time she came back to herself, Mo Jingshen had already placed her seatbelt on for her.

The black off-road vehicle stopped in front of a custom gown shop. Compared to the shop she had previously entered with Ling Feifei and the rest, this was much more high-end tenfold.

As Mo Jingshen reversed the car into the parking spot, he glanced at the woman's confused expression and explained, "There are less than ten universities with more than a hundred years of history within our country. Since you've decided to attend T University's one-hundredth anniversary, we shouldn't skimp on it. This is a shop opened by one of my friends, who is a French designer. Many of his gowns suit your disposition very well. Go in and take a look. If there's anything suitable, buy it. For all of the gowns sold here, they'll let you try it on and take your measurements into account before altering it abroad and sending it back to you. If there's anything you're dissatisfied with, you can send it back to Paris to be altered."

Ji Nuan did not plan on trying on any gown. However, after hearing Mo Jingshen's words, she nodded.

Mo Jingshen alighted and opened the door for her. He intertwined their hands and brought her in. An employee immediately approached to receive them. From his expression, it was as though he was a living facial recognition system. Without calling his boss or confirming Mo Jingshen's identity, he already recognized him. He greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Mo."

There were very few patrons inside the shop, with only several young people trying on clothes, and it was relatively quiet. The moment they entered, they caught everyone's attention.

Ji Nuan's hand was held in the man's warm palm. He did not pay attention to anyone's gaze. Neglecting their envious expression, he directly brought her in to view the various gowns.

Simple ones, complex ones, classic ones, modern ones, low profile ones, and even modern ones. They had all sorts of options available on display through the crystal windows.

Ji Nuan's gaze landed on a strapless gown adorned with gold. She recognized this gown as one of the featured dresses from the recent Paris Fashion Show. This year, simple gold adornments that were not too eye-catching were on-trend. The entire gown, both its top and bottom, the feeling it gave off and its color, caught Ji Nuan's eyes.

The skirt flared out into an A-line shape and was covered in a layer of soft muslin cloth adorned with little sparkling embellishments. As a whole, it was beautiful, and it would suit Ji Nuan very well.

Seeing that this piece had caught her eye, an employee by the side immediately smiled. "Is it this piece? We'll bring it out for you to try it on immediately."

Ji Nuan did not agree, nor did she refuse. It was true that the gown had caught her liking. However, she felt that if Mo Jingshen weren't in T City on that day, dressing so beautifully without anyone by her side would only cause her to appear too glamorous and lonely.

"Don't like it?" Mo Jingshen stood by her side and saw the hesitation that flashed past her eyes. As he asked, his breath landed near her nose.

"I didn't even know that T City had such a great gown shop. I've never seen it before." Ji Nuan lifted her eyes.

Mo Jingshen watched her. "Do you like it or not?"

"I do like it. But isn't it too glamorous?"

"Those classmates of yours are either young and inexperienced, or overbearing and conceited. They will only dress more glamorously during the anniversary. This gown is already considered very low profile." Mo Jingshen sounded composed as he spoke, but Ji Nuan sensed from his gaze that he was delighted with this piece as well.

The employee had already carefully retrieved the gown. She indicated for Ji Nuan to head to the fitting room with a smile.

Ji Nuan nodded and entered.

There were many mirrors in the fitting room. After helping her into the gown, the employees around her all exclaimed their admiration.

Ji Nuan ran her hand through her long hair as she looked at herself in the mirror. It felt like a long time since she had intentionally dressed herself up. She had not planned on dressing up during the anniversary. After all, she no longer had the attitude of a twenty-one-year-old. When dealing with many things, she only cared about getting through it. She had almost forgotten about her own beauty and how she always used to draw admiration when she appeared glamorously at large parties.

The light in the fitting room was soft. She touched her own hair, watching herself.

Her clear and smooth face appeared more prominent and dignified as compared to her usual laid-back appearance. It was as though she had rediscovered her status as Hai City's Number One Warmth. 1 The origin of this title could be clearly seen. The gown was strapless at the top, revealing her delicate and beautiful collarbone. Moving down slightly, the vaguely discernible curves around her chest did not appear too revealing; it gave off a comfortable sense of seductiveness. The woman's slender body and beautiful curves were perfectly shown.

This piece suited her very well; there was no need even to alter it.

Watching her reflection in the mirror, Ji Nuan felt equally as beautiful as when she had gotten married; however, back then, she did not pay careful attention to how she had appeared.

She stepped out of the fitting room to see Mo Jingshen sitting on the sofa, waiting for her. He was flipping through a magazine, appearing graceful and quiet.

Upon hearing her, he looked up.

Unlike the other men present, who were picking out clothes for their female partners and were all startled with awe, Mo Jingshen's eyes immediately warmed.

Mo Jingshen understood better than anyone how attractive Ji Nuan was. Shock was no longer suitable for him. It was only that, whenever he saw her appear more beautiful than before, he really wished he could lock this little woman up and keep her away from desirous eyes.

No matter if it was appearance or temperament, Ji Nuan truly appeared like a dignified, romantic princess. She rarely dressed up intentionally. Without any pretentious thoughts, her mild and reserved personality made her look much more beautiful.

"Does it look good?" Facing Mo Jingshen, Ji Nuan was still somewhat apprehensive.

"Beautiful. Very much so." As usual, the man was not stingy with his praises.

Ji Nuan immediately lit up with a smile. "In that case, let's get this piece. I won't try any other ones. I'll pair it with a similarly colored shoe during the anniversary event."

By the side, the employees continued piling on the praises. Ji Nuan informed them that she wanted this piece and turned to Mo Jingshen: "I'll go to the fitting room to change out of it."

"En."

Although the man agreed with a low voice, he stood up and approached her.