Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Ji Nuan was placed onto the couch. Her damp hair clung against her neck and her skin. Due to the alcohol, her eyes were red and she could barely keep them open. She stared vacantly at the man who remained just as attractive despite being drenched by the rain.

Ever since that day when she spoke those words to him, she did not consider facing him once more. Right now, her mind felt dizzy and her body was heavy. She decided to remain on the couch motionless.

Although Ji Nuan drank a lot, her habits in the past few years made it easier for her to maintain some rationality. Even if she was drunk, she wouldn't speak nonsense. She really wanted to send this man out from her room. However, after raising her hand slightly, she placed it back down and did not say anything.

She was already drunk, and had already vomited. All that was left to do was sleep.

As her mind became muddled once more, the man's voice rang: "You were caught in the rain earlier. Are you going to shower on your own, or should I take off your clothes?"

Ji Nuan's mind came to a halt. She opened her eyes and struggled to maintain her consciousness as she stared at the man before her: "You…"

"Don't waste time speaking nonsense. Go in and take a shower."

Ji Nuan watched him and turned to look at the bathroom behind him. She did not move. As the man finally leaned down to pick her up, she frantically avoided him as though she had come into contact with electricity. She stood up unsteadily and staggered into the bathroom. Due to the tipsiness, she could barely stand firm and had to lean against the wall for a moment before she finally entered and closed the door.

Right now, she had no mood for a bath. She decisively turned on the shower and stood under it. When she recalled that she had vomited earlier, she grabbed the disposable toothbrush and toothpaste provided by the hotel. After brushing for a long while, she couldn't tell if the scent of alcohol was still on her. She leaned down for a sniff but was unable to smell anything. She could only stand under the shower in a daze. Her gaze was still vacant and it was impossible for her to remain fully conscious.

However, she remembered that Mo Jingshen was still outside and took a longer shower. Around thirty minutes later, Ji Nuan put on a robe and casually rubbed her hair with a towel before stepping out. Her hair was still dripping water and it dampened the robe, causing her to feel slightly cold.

She took a shower after getting caught in the rain, but the man did not rush to take one himself. His soaked suit jacket had been tossed on the couch in the room, and as he was dressed in a black set of dress shirt and pants, he barely seemed any different.

Ji Nuan stood by the bathroom door. She struggled to stand firm and could only turn to lean against the wall. She was slightly conscious as she said: "Most of my work in Jing City had been completed. Tonight was the last social gathering I had to attend. It's probably because I can return to Hai City tomorrow that I accidentally drank too much, but I'm not unreasonably drunk."

Hearing that she wanted to return to Hai City tomorrow, the man did not show much reaction; only his gaze landed on her. As Ji Nuan had just taken a shower and was tipsy, her complexion was slightly redder than usual. Her gaze was also somewhat vacant; it wasn't as determined and indifferent as when she had stood before him to proclaim that she no longer loved him.

She leaned against the wall and mildly added: "I've already booked my ticket back to Hai City. The flight leaves tomorrow afternoon."

The man remained calm as he sat there watching her mildly. Ji Nuan raised her hand to touch her damp hair. When she came into contact with her drenched locks, she knitted her brows uncomfortably. She wanted to return to the bathroom to retrieve another towel but paused. As though she had thought of something, she said: "Did you hear about my visit to the hospital yesterday?"

She paused before saying: "If I had responded positively to any man's pursuit in the past three years, I wouldn't be standing here right now. Be it Mr. Vinse or any other man, considering that I was completely unaware of the reason behind our divorce, I had the full right to pursue my own happiness. Even if I was truly involved with someone right now, or if I have feelings beyond friendship, I'm not breaking any sort of morals. It wouldn't even count as cheating."

Furthermore, she had already rejected Mr. Vinse countless times, and had never once reciprocate his feelings. She had only taken the initiative to care for him this time because he was ill.

When it came to acting as a friend, she was used to doing as she pleased and no longer cared about how someone else would perceive her.

It was likely because she had yet to fully puke out the alcohol, and because the shower she had taken was too warm, Ji Nuan could only momentarily hold onto her consciousness. After speaking, she barely remembered what she had said. However, from the man's gaze, it seemed like she had spoken rather heartlessly once more.

She felt nauseous again and turned to return to the bathroom. She dry heaved into the toilet bowl for a few moments but could not puke anything out.

The man who did not react to her earlier words tossed a towel onto her head: "Wipe your hair dry. I'll go buy you some sobering medicine."

Ji Nuan did not respond. She raised her hand to press the towel that was almost concealing her entire head against her scalp. Finally, when she heard the clicking noise of the door unlocking and locking, she tugged the towel down and wiped her hair mechanically.

Finally, when her hair was dry, Ji Nuan stepped out of the bathroom. She felt thirsty and moved to pour herself a cup of water. However, her entire body was weak and she was unable to even hold the cup properly. Before she could bring the warm glass of water up to her lips, she dropped it. Thankfully, the water wasn't especially hot. Ji Nuan stood by the tableside, staring at the soaked carpet and the glass shards on the ground. After a long moment, she finally raised her head and turned to look at the heavy rain outside through the windows.

Her room was located on the higher floor. How high was it? It seemed like this hotel had more than thirty floors. From here, she could see the streetlights of at least half of Jing City through the rain fall.

Ji Nuan poured herself another glass of water and carefully raised it for a sip. However, her hands were weak to the point where she struggled to hold it. In the end, she only managed to pour it all over herself.

She gave up and stared unhappily at the cups that had landed on the floor. She raised her hand to touch her damp robe. Her head felt hot and as she listened to the sound of the rain outside, she felt like experiencing the cool air to sober up.

She opened the windows and stepped onto the balcony dressed in her robe. The balcony floor was covered in cold rain water, yet it strangely felt refreshing and cool. She tested the sensation with her feet before decisively stepping fully onto the balcony.