Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The next morning, Ji Nuan got up early and accompanied Mrs. Wan Zhu to the kitchen to study a few desserts.

Mo Jingshen had told her that his mother often studied cuisine and had an enriched knowledge of cooking. Although his family had many servants, and she didn't need to do anything herself, she still found every possible chance to study culinary techniques in the kitchen.

Ji Nuan was helping to stir the eggs when a mouthful of sweet and fragrant peanut butter came into her mouth.

"How does it taste?" Wan Zhu looked at her with her eyes shining and seemed to wait for her daughter-in-law's praise.

Ji Nuan smiled, licked the bit of peanut butter on her lip into her mouth and smacked her lips as if she hadn't got enough, saying, "It's delicious! This is definitely the best peanut butter I've ever tasted in my life!"

Although Wan Zhu knew the little girl was fawning on her, she happily fed her another mouthful and turned around to make the cake, saying, "You and Jingshen have been living in the Yu Garden, haven't you? I know Auntie Chen. She is good at cooking. Do you like the food she makes?"

"The food Auntie Chen makes is very delicious, and I'm not picky about food."

Wan Zhu watched Ji Nuan beating eggs with a blender, asking with a smile, "So you can… cook?"

Ji Nuan paused, looked down at her hands that were beating the eggs in a somewhat professional way, and answered, "I know a little, but not much. I can cook for myself, but when Jingshen cooks a much better meal than I do."

Wan Zhu immediately turned to look at her in surprise. " He cooks for you?"

"Yes."

"Oh, that's unfair. My son has never cooked for his father and me once in his life. I haven't even had a cup of tea from him, not to mention the food he cooked," Wan Zhu exclaimed. "If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known he can cook."

Ji Nuan: "…"

Your son could do a lot more than you expected…

—-

Ji Nuan stayed at the Mo family until noon, chatting with Mo Jingshen's mother and learning how to grind and cook various kinds of coffee from the Mo family's servants. She didn't go out when Elder Su and Su Zhilan left. After all, no one called her to see off the guests, and she didn't bother to listen to Su Zhilan's bullshit before she left.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Wan Zhu urged her to go back to her room and take a nap. When she got up, the sky was already full of sunset clouds.

She had thought she could have supper there, for it was rare that she and Mo Jingshen had such a moment of peace and leisure.

However, Mo Shaoze put down his cell phone and told the servants, "Set up a few more sets of tableware. The An Family people will come soon."

The servant nodded and went away. There was a sudden silence in the living room.

Ji Nuan raised her eyebrows. Why did they all come together? Miss Su was just sent away at noon, and Miss An was coming in the evening?

She turned her eyes to Mo Jingshen.

The man standing beside her slowly put a hand into his trousers' pocket. His thin lips curved into a cold smile.

"It seems that the Mo family is particularly lively this year. Nuan Nuan needs rest, and a noisy environment is not good for her. I'm taking her away."

With that, he took Ji Nuan's hand and turned away.

He left without the slightest hesitation.

Mo Shaoze immediately frowned, but before he said anything, Wan Zhu tugged at his arm and stared at him, whispering, "Are you driving Jingshen and his wife away? The Su family people had come by themselves, but why did you invite the An Family people to our home? It's just because it's Spring Festival that Jingshen brought his wife back home to stay one night. I've been coaxing her to stay for a few more days, but you just drove them away!"

Mo Shaoze's face darkened, and rage gathered in his eyes. "You keep out of this! The An family people just came by for a visit. Now Ji Nuan is pregnant, what can I do to their marriage?"

"So, you know Nuan Nuan is pregnant? Then why do you put those people in front of her eyes? Yes, I know you are on good terms with the An family, but the baby in Nuan Nuan's belly is our biological grandchild! Don't you know which side is closer to you?"

"…"

—-

A black Bentley drove out of the Mo Family's villa in the sunset.

Mo Jingshen's slender fingers held the steering wheel, and he looked straight ahead, handsome yet cold.

Ji Nuan sat in the passenger seat, looking sideways at his face. "It's getting dark. Where are we going?"

After they came to Los Angeles, they spent most of the time in the hospital, and in the two days after discharge, they were in the XI base for one day and in the Mo family the other day. She felt that she might have to stay in a hotel with Mo Jingshen tonight.

He didn't answer her, and after a short silence, a low, indifferent voice rang. "You didn't eat much at noon. Do you want to eat out, or for me to cook dinner after we go back?"

"Go back? Where?" Ji Nuan asked confusingly.

He said, "I lived in Los Angeles, so I have my own house here…"

"Okay, but you haven't been back for so long. Can we just move in?"

"It is cleaned every day. We can move in at any time."

"I mean, we don't have any food at home, do we?"

Ji Nuan's tongue had been "spoiled" by Mo Jingshen's superb culinary skill. Between going to a restaurant and going home to eat the food he made, she would surely choose the latter.

The black Bentley pulled up in the parking lot of a chain hypermarket. Mo Jingshen took a look at the time and said, "Let's go shopping for ingredients."

"It's getting late. We can buy ingredients, put them in the fridge and cook them tomorrow, and eat out today."

"We have enough time to cook."

"All right."

In fact, it was late. It had been more than 50 minutes since they left the Mo family, and they still had to drive to Mo Jingshen's house in Los Angeles that she didn't know where it was.

But he was obviously not in a very good mood at the moment. Perhaps Mo Shaoze's attitude had pissed him off. She didn't say anything more, just unbuckled the safety belt, got out of the car, and followed him to the supermarket.

They bought a lot of ingredients and fruits, and Mo Jingshen picked up a box of maternity milk powder from the shelf for her. All sorts of stuff piled up in the shopping cart, and if she hadn't stopped him, he'd probably have been in the maternity section looking for other nutrients and pregnancy essentials.

She finally took him to the cash register and, as she prepared to leave for the parking lot, Mo Jingshen put his arm around her shoulders and led her to the 80-story apartment across the street.

Ji Nuan didn't get why he didn't go to the parking lot. Was he not going to drive? But he was carrying so many things in that hand.

They crossed the street and entered the apartment building. Ji Nuan looked around the blond crowd, and this apartment complex that seemed to be very mature and realized that his house was here.