Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"So, if Xia Tian were able to continue supporting you in Hai City, did you plan on never turning back, and never returning to this place?" The man lowered his eyes, watching her with a clear gaze. Although he didn't appear to be forcing her to answer, his intimate and suppressive posture closed up the height and physical distance between them.

Even though he was feeling unwell today, if he did not plan on letting her off today, there was no way she could step out of this door.

Ji Nuan suddenly chuckled. She turned her smiling eyes onto Mo Jingshen and abruptly turned fully to lean back against the door. Her red lips were seductive as she released a breath. It was delicate and warm, carrying her cold and unique scent accompanied by the light, graceful fragrance of her perfume. It landed by his ear, and the man's eyes darkened as he watched her. She smiled as she said, "So what if I wasn't planning to return? There isn't a need for us to meet again in this lifetime, is there?"

She raised her hand and gently held onto the man's collar. Her seductive yet cold eyes watched him, and her voice carried a mocking tone. "When I signed those divorce papers, Mo Jingshen, I had already told you on the phone. I won't be coming back."

Her finger gently pointed at his heart. With her brows raised, she appeared to be hiding a smile. Her words were clear and distinct; I won't be coming back.

What she referred to was not to the Yu Garden of their past, nor was it to this city.

But the place she was pointing at right now.

He held onto her hand and pushed her back against the door. He held her body captive, his voice low and heavy. "Right now, CEO Ji is truly able to obtain whatever she wants. When you decide to be ruthless, even this man has to be ashamed of how inferior he is to you. The next time we meet, we've become strangers. You are truly ruthless."

Ji Nuan raised her brows. Her tone did not contain any unhappiness or helplessness as she directly questioned him. "When it comes to being ruthless, I'm afraid CEO Mo must have forgotten the words you said back then, that you were 'already dead.' You were ruthless to the point of declaring your own death. In this world, I'm afraid no one could truly compare to you on this. How could I possibly dare try? But speaking of which, even if I am truly ruthless, CEO Mo, what right do you have to interfere with what I do?"

Mo Jingshen closed his eyes. For an instant, his brows knitted slightly. Ji Nuan did not miss that movement, but her eyes remained sharply fixed on him. She did not intend on backing down at all.

The man abruptly shifted his arms away. He indifferently said, "All right, you can leave now."

Ji Nuan stood unmoving by the door and could clearly tell that he was feeling unwell. She could not spare the effort to lean close and offer her concern. Instead, she brought her phone out of her back and began scrolling through her contacts: "Is Qin Siting in Hai City recently? If you're feeling unwell, I'll give him a call. Otherwise, are there any other doctors you trust?"

Before she could finish her words, the man who was had shifted away suddenly turned back. Before Ji Nuan could react, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, causing her arm to lose strength. Her phone directly fell onto the carpeted ground. He then tugged her into his embrace, and without pausing to explain, he bent his head down to her lips.

Ji Nuan's mind was dumbstruck for a moment. When the man powerfully brought her into his embrace, she frantically tried to back away. She wanted to use both her arms and legs to push the man `but was worried that she would step on her phone with her high heels. She could only stumble forward entirely into the man's arms. The final thread in her mind was about to snap from this heavy and deep kiss. She could only feel the warmth in his breath. This time, he did not intimately press against her lips for a long time like he did that night when he blocked her at the staircase. Instead, he deeply tasted her tongue and did not let go of a single inch of her.

"Uu…"

"Mo Jing… uu…"

"No… uu…"

Ji Nuan was provoked into hitting and kicking his body. However, with one turn of his body, he was able to bring her onto the sofa not far away. He pressed her against it. Finally, when she ruthlessly bit against him, the man paused because of the strength of her bite. Ji Nuan quickly raised her arms and pushed him away slightly. The emotions in her eyes were cold, and she gritted her teeth to scold: "Mo Jingshen, are the wildflowers outside more fragrant than the ones you raise?! When I was your wife, you pushed me aside with all your might. Now that we've gotten a divorce and the situation has changed, what you're doing is called not wanting face even when others give you face!"

Yet, the man only smiled coldly. The darkness in his eyes did not fade. He pinched her chin and continued kissing her, stealing away more of her breath.

He was solemnly declaring that he was going to fulfill the meaning of not wanting face.

The long struggle revealed the disparity in their strength; it was clear who was gaining the upper hand.

Ji Nuan kept shifting away while breathing heavily. "Rape between husband and wife is against the law, much less rape after divorce. Mo Jingshen, don't you dare cross the line!"

The woman's soft and delicate appearance now had some fierceness that was unfamiliar to him. Her shiny eyes contained both heartlessness and indifference.

Mo Jingshen did not kiss her further. However, he did not plan on allowing her up after pressing her down on the sofa. His long arms brought her into his embrace. He paid no mind to Ji Nuan's resistance and held her firmly. Just as Ji Nuan was about to begin cursing at him again, he buried his face into her neck and spoke with a low, heavy and hoarse voice: "Don't move."

"Mo Jingshen."

The man laid on her quietly. The room was completely silent aside from the sound of their breaths. A delicate wisp of smoke swirled up from a small incense burner on the coffee table. The incense carried the faint scent of Chinese medicine and lavender.

Mo Jingshen's breath gradually slowed. He did not move to sit up and continued holding her. He adjusted his tight grip around her hands to press their palms together. He slowly pushed her fingers apart and intertwined their fingers, holding it tightly. Finally, when he spoke, his tone was low and with hidden meaning. "All of the difficult paths have been trodden. Everything that should have ended has ended as well. You're no longer the Ji Nuan you once were."

Ji Nuan did not know if she understood what he was trying to say. She faltered for a moment before chuckling coldly: "Of course I'm no longer the same Ji Nuan from before!"

Mo Jingshen did not speak further, nor did he continue the topic.

"Mo Jingshen, can you not press on me. We're no longer related. You're really…"

"Don't move," he calmly cut her off.

"…"

Ji Nuan shut her eyes with slight frustration. However, three years of experience had taught her to control her negative emotions. She suppressed her anger and did not speak. She did not retaliate, nor did she resist, she only waited for him to let go.

What she did not expect was that after Mo Jingshen fell into silence, his tall and broad body continued pressing on top of her. From his initial tension-filled state due to his headache, he gradually relaxed.

A moment later, Ji Nuan finally discovered. He actually fell asleep just like this?