Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Su Zhilan had heard from Su Xueyi that Ji Nuan was not a pushover.

Seeing that Ji Nuan seemed not to be easily manipulated by her, Su Zhilan hesitated for a second before she walked up to her.

Ji Nuan looked up and said flatly, "Ji Nuan."

Now that she took the initiative to introduce herself, the other party smiled politely at her. "Su Zhilan."

This was really a friendly self-introduction.

Was her surname Su too?

Ji Nuan asked calmly, "May I ask what your relationship with Su Xueyi is?"

"She is my cousin."

Su Zhilan's appearance and temperament were good yet very aggressive. She was about five feet and five inches tall; she wore high heels and had a delicate, pointed chin, and an oval face. Dressed in a white T-shirt, trousers, and a blue coat, she was beautiful in all the right places. Her hair was curled in a very casual way that hung over her shoulders.

Standing there, she looked proud, noble, and aggressively beautiful.

From her appearance, you could tell that she must be a high-profile person.

Ji Nuan nodded and slowly said, "Sit."

Then she took the cup of milk and took another sip.

"No, thanks. Miss Ji, if it's convenient for you, let's talk somewhere else." Su Zhilan glanced at Ji Nuan drinking milk. The result of the investigation on Ji Nuan didn't show that she liked drinking milk. This was a milk tea shop. It was strange for her to choose to drink pure milk.

She wouldn't be able to guess that Ji Nuan was pregnant.

"No matter where we go, Feng Ling will go with me." Ji Nuan put down the cup and said indifferently and slowly. "If you really mind Feng Ling's presence, I can ask her to seat somewhere else and wait for me."

Su Zhilan stared expressionlessly at Ji Nuan, pondered for a while, and sat down.

It was widely recognized and well-known that Ji Nuan was beautiful, but Su Zhilan was beautiful too. The two had different kinds of beauty. Sitting in the milk tea shop, they were like a beautiful landscape, and many men took second looks when passing by.

"It seems that Miss Ji is not surprised by my appearance, so I think you must know why I came to you." Coming straight to the point, Su Zhilan said with a smile. "You're not quite what I thought you were."

"Really? In which way?" Ji Nuan put down her cell phone and looked up at Su Zhilan's critical eyes.

Ji Nuan seemed to be smiling, but her smile was faint.

Su Zhilan: "In many ways. Your temperament, character, attitude when you saw me, and so on."

Ji Nuan turned up the corners of her lips. "What attitude should I have when I see you? Since Miss Su said that I was different from what you imagined, it seems that you should have specifically investigated me and known something about me, but I'm sorry that I had no impression on you before yesterday because no one mentioned you to me. I didn't even know of your existence; let alone what kind of a person you are."

As soon as she said this, she saw Su Zhilan's polite smile stiffened, although she concealed her emotions in an instant.

As Mo Jingshen's ex-girlfriend, she had thought her existence must be like a fishbone getting stuck in Ji Nuan's throat. However, the latter seemed to ignore her existence, which was not pleasant to her at all. After all, she was not only ignored but also was told of the fact that she had been disregarded.

"Really? It seems that people around Mo Jingshen had done a good job in protecting and respecting me." Su Zhilan chuckled, called the waiter, ordered a glass of water, and took a sip.

Ji Nuan's cell phone rang. It was a text message. She glanced at the screen of her phone, then half-closed her eye and chuckled too. "Oh? Since you are the one who is protected by them, won't you let them down since you sent me those kinds of pictures last night, followed me all the way from the hospital, and now are sitting in front of me, breaking the 'protective circle' they built for you?"

"You're here in L.A. I've got to see you." Su Zhilan remained calm in the face of Ji Nuan's doubt, all smiles.

Ji Nuan said casually, "Do you know what Su Xueyi did to me in China?"

Su Zhilan looked at her. "I came here today to apologize for her. Xueyi grew up with me. She is not only my cousin but also one of my best friends. She is not yet twenty. Although she was a bit impulsive, I hope Miss Ji does not mind her. As far as I know, you didn't really get hurt. Why don't we just let this matter pass?"

Ji Nuan coldly glanced at her. "Whether we can let this matter pass or not is up to me, but Miss Su, can you explain about the doll in the wedding dress sent from the U.S.?"

After a short silence, the smile in Su Zhilan's eyes gradually faded. "I thought I could decently communicate with you. After all, I wanted to save you some face and didn't want things to get ugly, but apparently, I overestimated you."

Ji Nuan leaned casually back in the chair and cracked a casual smile. She had fair skin, red lips, and delicate features that were like a work of art made by God. For convenience, she tied her long, hair into a simple ponytail, looking young and vigorous. The end of her hair hung down at the back, with only two strands of hair on each side of her cheeks falling to the shoulder because of the loose hairband, which made her beauty that was not particularly aggressive, much softer.

But her eyes were not soft, neither was her tone or attitude.

She just languidly glanced at the beautiful woman sitting opposite her, saying casually and indifferently, "Don't speak in such a righteous tone. It was you who sent me that doll, and you should be responsible for what you did. Miss Su, I don't have the mood or energy to play a 'harem fight' with you. Now that you're already here, just say what you want to say. Don't keep me guessing!"

Sitting opposite her, Su Zhilan looked at her for a while and then took a red velvet box out of her bag.

"This is the ring Jingshen and I used when we got engaged three years ago. Miss Ji, I find that you've never worn a wedding ring on your ring finger since you got married. Don't you like the style of your wedding ring? Well, why don't you take a look at this? I can't use it anymore. If you like it, I'll give it to you."

With that, she opened the red velvet box, in which there was a five-carat, heart-shaped diamond ring.

Ji Nuan glanced at the stuff in the box.

The ring was big, shinning, and beautiful.

But this ring was too big. When the sun shone on it through the window, the light reflected by the diamond ring hurt her eyes.