Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 579: The Key Point Was That the Man's Expression Was Extremely Poor

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Ji Nuan saw Qin Siting's earlier comment and knew that it meant he was currently free to chat. She sent Qin Siting a message and asked some simple questions about the stomach and fever. She then offered a few polite pleasantries.

After putting the phone down, in less than thirty minutes, she received Mo Jingshen's call.

She did not save Mo Jingshen's number. From the moment she returned to the country till now, it had been unsaved.

Ji Nuan glanced at the string of numbers that had long been etched in her heart and answered the call.

The man's voice could be heard: "Has the exhibition ended?"

"Not yet. It should take another hour."

"En."

Ji Nuan heard the way he was petty with his words and glanced around at her surroundings. She lowered her voice to ask, "It's not convenient for me to answer calls right now. Did you call me just to say 'en'?"

The man indifferently replied, "Look ahead. On the left."

Ji Nuan was startled. She raised her head and followed his instructions. She abruptly noticed the man dressed in a black suit. He stood to the left of the exhibition stage in the resting area where he was less conspicuous.

Ji Nuan: "…"

When did this man show up?

Didn't he say that he had a meeting today, and that Xiao Hu would accompany her to go find him later? Why did he come to the exhibition hall?

Furthermore, that Mo Jingshen was able to stand there meant that the people here had recognized him and had been unable to block him. However, there were no more available seats so they could only open the door on the side of the stage so that he could look at the stage from a closer distance.

Clearly, the man had no intention of watching the exhibition. His gaze was indifferently fixed on her through the small crowd.

The key point was that the man's expression was extremely poor. When he noticed Me. Vinse, who was feeling unwell, trembling slightly and that his head was leaning toward Ji Nuan, Mo Jingshen's complexion turned even colder.

Mr. Vinse sensed that Ji Nuan's emotions seemed to have changed slightly. Although he sat closest to her, due to the poor lighting, he was unable to see Mo Jingshen. He glanced toward the stage before turning to her. "What are you looking at?"

Ji Nuan's expression was composed. "Nothing." She sensed that his tone was slightly weak and turned to say, "Earlier, I asked a friend of mine who is a doctor. He said that your fever is caused by your gastric problem. It's best to get it checked out in the hospital. If it's serious, you should stay for treatment in the hospital for a few days. Don't force yourself to endure it."

Mr. Vinse smiled slightly. "En. If I'm still unwell after the next few days, I'll make a visit to the hospital."

"You're already having a fever yet you want to wait? It's best for you to go there right after the exhibition."

Mo Jingshen stood from afar. He watched the way Ji Nuan was seriously whispering into the man's ear, his expression turned unbelievably dark and heavy.

From the moment he entered, he had seen that the two were seated together. When she was with that man who often displayed his presence around her for the past three years, unlike the way he usually scowled at him, she was actually smiling brightly. For the sake of this man, she had even posted on her feed.

The exhibition had reached an important segment, and on stage, they began conveying some significant information. Ji Nuan's gaze returned back to the stage; she did not look at anyone. When the segment finally ended, and the screen was replaced by a different image, she lowered her head to scroll through her phone once more. After a while, she abruptly recalled that Mo Jingshen was here. She raised her head but the man was no longer present on the side of the stage.

Ji Nuan's expression faltered.

Did he leave because he had other work to do?

She shifted her gaze back and continued watching the exhibition. In less than a few minutes, the representative from Lu Cheng Group stood up and headed to the washroom. Several minutes later, someone approached and sat by her side.

Ji Nuan initially did not pay much attention. Due to the exhibition, the lighting through the seating area was extremely dim. However, the familiar presence by her side, and a certain clear and heavy aura led her to turn her head and noticed a pair of dark, suit pants. She shifted her head up slightly, noticing a black dress shirt and a suit jacket that was carelessly placed on the side. Her gaze continued moving up; shirt buttons that were unfastened, the man's seductive collarbones, his throat, as well as his distinct and unbelievably attractive chin.

When she finally met Mo Jingshen's gaze, Ji Nuan immediately pursed her lips. She couldn't help glancing toward the people by his side before turning her head in another direction. Her expression was confused. "Isn't this the seat meant for Lu Cheng Group's representative? If you sit here, where will he sit when he returns?"

Seeing her delayed reaction and confusion, Mo Jingshen was expressionless. "You sure are concerned about a lot of people. I've informed them to arrange the VIP seat in the front row for him."

Ji Nuan responded with an 'oh' and shifted her gaze back to the exhibition. She did not pay him any more attention.

Their surroundings were quiet. Most of the people kept their voice low and were patiently listening to the explanation on stage. Mo Jingshen did not speak further and remained seated by Ji Nuan's side.

All of a sudden, Ji Nuan felt a hand covering her left hand. She turned to look at Mr. Vinse who had leaned close to speak into her ears. "Look at the exhibition. Those are the models of European Villas BGY Group plans to launch throughout the country. We plan to popularize this sort of accommodation in various cities. What do you think about the design?"

Mr. Vinse was not taking advantage of her. He had only placed his hand on hers to capture her attention. She shifted her attention back, but he noticed that she did not shake his hand off. Mr. Vinse did not move away and kept his hand over hers as though it was natural.

Ji Nuan turned to the models and detailed images displayed on the screen. She found it very familiar. Weren't these the models of BGY's luxury villas that would become popular among the wealthy in the future?

Who would have thought that BGY began conceptualising them at this time. She felt that she had arrived at a certain historical milestone. Ji Nuan smiled, but before she could speak, she abruptly felt that the temperature around her had dropped and everyone's feet were covered in frost.

She turned and heard Mo Jingshen's cold, heavy voice, "When you usually interact with others, do you always move your hands and feet when you speak?"