Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Give me your cell phone!" Feng Ling glared at K ferociously.

K pouted his lips at her and pointed to Feng Ling's face with his chin. "Since you've come here with the mask on, it doesn't make any difference if I delete the photo or not."

Feng Ling froze. She didn't realize that she actually ran out with the facial mask on. She turned her eyes, only to meet Nan Heng's stare.

"What the hell is that on your face?" Nan Heng cast her a strange look.

Feng Ling: "…"

Nan Heng reached out to take off the mask from Feng Ling's face. Seeing her face lighten with water, he raised his eyebrows, and his fingers groped at her chin flirtily, only to get a handful of sticky, wet essence on his hand. He immediately swung his hand with a look of disgust. "What the heck is this? Wet and sticky?"

No sooner had Ji Nuan washed her face and followed them over, she heard the complaint of 'the straight man' Nan Heng from a distance.

Feng Ling was about to wipe her face with her sleeve when Ji Nuan came forward and handed her the wet towel she brought. Ji Nuan glanced at K, who was still laughing at Feng Ling and at Nan Heng, who was wiping his hands on K's clothes. "No wonder our Feng Ling is not that feminine. It would be strange for her to be feminine with people like you around her."

Feng Ling wiped her face clean, and the skin of her cheeks was a little red because she wiped too hard.

Nan Heng glanced at Ji Nuan and then at Feng Ling, only to see a red spot on her face that looked fairer than usual. He looked at her collar that she had pulled down a lot as she washed her face and then at her fair exposed neckline.

"You two women have stayed up here all night and have not rested in the ward today. You are really full of energy," Nan Heng said coldly, looking away from Feng Ling's face.

Every time Ji Nuan met Nan Heng, they would bicker. However, seeing Feng Ling obviously pissed off, she didn't say anything but give Nan Heng a knowing look. She took a look at the ward's door. "Have you guys finished talking? Is he asleep again?"

"Not yet. He received a call from the Mo Corporation, and it hasn't finished yet," Nan Heng said and jested, "You are going to stay in this ward? Why don't you ask the nurses to move your bed to this ward and have you stay with him here so that you don't have to share a bed with him."

Knowing that he was joking with her, Ji Nuan smiled. "It sounds like a good idea."

Nan Heng sneered. "You wish."

"Mrs. Mo, I'm going to wash my face." Feng Ling suddenly said coldly and turned to leave.

Ji Nuan turned to follow her, and, seeing her dark face, she was about to comfort her. After all, K just wanted to make a joke, whereas Nan Heng was obviously taunting her. He shouldn't laugh at her just because Feng Ling tried something feminine.

However, before she said anything, the two of them walked to the elevator, and its door suddenly opened.

Seeing the two people in the elevator, Ji Nuan paused, and the former two fixed their eyes on her when they saw her.

"Father?" Ji Nuan hesitated before she called politely.

Mo Shaoze looked at her coldly. "Jingshen is here in the hospital, and you're keeping it a secret from us?"

Ji Nuan's eyes moved from An Shuyan behind him to Mo Shaoze, and she said, "Sorry, we came back in such a hurry, and we've been in the hospital these days. It is my fault not to have informed you in time, but I don't have your contact information."

Since their bet of tens of millions of dollars, Mo Shaoze had not much reason to pick on her for the time being. Since they had been at peace for so long, Ji Nuan didn't rebut him with her glib tongue but sincerely apologized to him, which appeased Mo Shaoze's anger a bit.

Mo Shaoze walked out and took a look at Ji Nuan and then at Feng Ling, who had no intention of going back to wash her face and stood at Ji Nuan's side. His eyes rested on both of them and then fell back on Ji Nuan's face. "Was Jingshen badly injured?"

Ji Nuan wasn't sure if he knew anything about Mo Jingshen's experiences, but since he had been in the US for so many years, he probably knew something about what his son had done under his nose.

She thought about it and didn't say much. She just said, "Yes, he was badly hurt, but he's much better now. His operation was done four days ago, and now he just needs to stay in the hospital for several more days."

Getting the reassuring answer, Mo Shaoze nodded and looked at An Shuyan, who was standing quietly behind him. "Shuyan, go see Jingshen. Let him tell you what he needs. He has been injured for so many days without telling us. He really doesn't have the slightest respect for his parents."

Seeing An Shuyan walk directly to the ward, Ji Nuan moved her lips but didn't speak. At this time, Mo Shaoze said coldly, "When Jingshen leaves the hospital, remember to ask him to stay in the United States for a longer time. There is only his grandfather and our old house in Hai City. It's pointless for him to stay in Hai City. His real home is in Los Angeles, and he hasn't been home in years. Even if he has no plans to take over Shine, he should go back home to visit his mother."

"Aren't you going to tell him yourself?" Ji Nuan asked him.

Mo Shaoze, with a dark face, didn't answer her.

He would have liked to say it himself. Though he didn't want to admit it, it was clear that Ji Nuan's words were more effective than his.

On the other side, outside the door of Mo Jingshen's ward, An Shuyan carrying some nutrients and a fruit basket had hardly walked past when Nan Heng with a cigarette in his mouth stopped her.

The cigarette in Nan Heng's mouth wasn't lighted. He narrowed his eyes, and coldly glanced at her. "Miss An, are you here on behalf of President Mo?"

An Shuyan nodded politely to him. "Yes, Mr. Mo asked me to come and see Jingshen."

Nan Heng coldly curved the corners of his mouth, but his smile was clearly cold. He blocked the door of the ward and said coldly, "He's sleeping. It's not convenient for you to go in. Tell Mrs. Mo what you want to say, and she'll relay your words to Mo Jingshen."

Hearing Nan Heng's words, Ji Nuan silently gave Nan Heng a thumbs-up in her heart.

No matter how much Nan Heng liked mocking her, he knew what was what at critical times.

Although Mo Shaoze had taken An Shuyan back to the US, he had brought her here today and asked An Shuyan to visit Mo Jingshen. Obviously, he had not yet given up his plan completely and still wanted to fix up An Shuyan and Mo Jingshen.

Besides, this was the United States, his territory, which he thought would be best for him to carry out his plan.

Since President Mo hadn't given up, they should stifle his stupid plan in the cradle.