Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The instant the lady boss saw that black card, her lips curved downwards.

Although she knew that many wealthy people were staying in the area, she felt uncomfortable accepting a black card just to buy a spring onion and a few seasoning sauces.

Ji Nuan saw the situation and quickly reached out to press down the hand Mo Jingshen had stretched out to hand over the card. She promptly took out a fifty-dollar bill from her purse and handed it to the lady boss whose face had turned stiff.

"Cough, here's your change of thirty-one dollar and eight cents." After handing them the money, the lady boss could not help but shift her eyes from Ji Nuan back to Mo Jingshen.

Even the lady boss's daughter who stood by the side could not help looking over several times with a lovestruck expression.

The cold and handsome man was well-built and tall. He had an aura that was difficult to explain and drew countless eyes. It was clear and distant, yet not easily overlooked.

"They are so wealthy, yet they came here personally to buy things…" seeing that they had left, the lady boss and her daughter softly muttered, some envy in their tone.

Ji Nuan had forcefully dragged Mo Jingshen out.

Although she felt it was nothing serious, she could not help but feel like the eyes with which the lady boss and her daughter stared at him were those of a hungry wolf after seeing food. After seeing it, she really could not ignore it and dragged the much more accomplished man out with her.

Mo Jingshen carried the small bag of things they had bought with one hand while the other was still tucked away in his pants pocket. His long legs were not moving too quickly nor too slowly as he accompanied her home this way.

——

Ji Nuan was considering if Mo Jingshen had many things to do when he stopped by the company in the afternoon.

If he was tired after working, she did not mind cooking after they arrived.

However, they had just stepped through the door when Mo Jingshen made her wait obediently. He threw his black windbreaker at her, turned to unbutton his well-crafted cufflinks, and folded up his high-quality sleeves before turning to the kitchen.

Ji Nuan glanced toward the man whose silhouette made it difficult for her to turn her eyes away and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This man…

How was he always at every moment and instance such a…

En… a feast for the eyes…

While looking forward to the noodles the man was cooking, she strangely thought back to last night when she was pressed under him. A different side that belonged to Mo Jingshen…

On the bed, this man was not as refined and indifferent as he seemed on the surface!

Ji Nuan felt that she had somewhat lost her composure. After standing by the door with torturous thoughts for some time, she entered the bedroom with a dazed, bright red face.

Walking to the bed, she noticed that she was still holding on to Mo Jingshen's coat. Her gaze moved outside. After hearing the sound of water boiling from the kitchen, she lowered her head and raised the jacket to her nose, taking a whiff.

She took another whiff.

It was clear and cold, reminding her of the morning's clean and fresh scent. She was not sure if Mo Jingshen smoked or not, but she could not recall ever seeing him do so. There was a very light cigarette scent that was difficult to notice unless one had a sensitive nose. She was not sure if he had smoked when he was busy working or the smell had rubbed off on him in the office.

But it smelled very good.

—-

Inside the kitchen.

A phone rang.

Mo Jingshen stirred the noodles in the water with one hand while he raised the phone with the other for look before placing it by his ear. "What is it?"

Nan Heng's seductive voice was chilly through the phone. "The blow that the Zhou family and the Han family faced this time is not small. The foundation of the Han family has already crumbled. Although the Zhou Corporation has some support behind them, they are still very cautious with their actions. With your woman's help, Han Tianyuan is now being questioned naked in the police station. We've found some things that will interest you from his statement. I'll have Shen Mu send it to you tomorrow."

"En," Mo Jingshen calmly replied.

Nan Heng could hear from his tone he did not seem to be resting, nor was he on the bed with a woman. He casually asked, "Haven't you already returned to Ao Lan International? Not resting?"

"En," another calm acknowledgment.

Nan Heng laughed coldly, his tongue touching the corner of his lips as he snorted, "Are you busy in the study? Then I'll hang up first. You do your work."

Mo Jingshen answered the call with one hand while he added some seasoning sauce into the boiling water, his tone calm. "I'm cooking noodles."

Nan Heng, "…"

Good.

My god, he was really good!

Earlier on, the great Mo Jingshen had sent two prominent families to hell. After seeing Zhou Yanyan's twitching lower body on the bed as she bled and twisted pitifully, he did not even falter. In a blink of an eye, after returning home, he had actually started cooking noodles!

"Your woman wants to eat noodles?"

"En."

"Ah, no wonder that Ji Nuan woman is ridiculously dumb in front of you. Your looks clearly fool her. Spit, spit, you are actually cooking noodles for a woman," Nan Heng coldly sneered. "Qin Siting and I have been your brothers for so many years. We haven't even had a single cup of water served by you before. How many bowls have you made? We'll go over for a meal. I want to see if what you've given Ji Nuan is a soul-stealing soup. Otherwise, why would she suddenly be so head over heels for you."

There was no reply. However, Nan Heng's hearing was very good, and he heard the sound of Mo Jingshen cracking open an egg.

It was a very clean and clear sound.

Nan Heng: "… These noodles sure are plentiful. There is even an egg."

Mo Jingshen indifferently asked, "Want to eat?"

"Mm-hmm."

"Wait for your next life," Mo Jingshen's detached voice rang out without giving him any face.

Following that, he hung up the phone.

Nan Heng. "…"

—-

Ten minutes later, the dinner that Ji Nuan had anticipated for half a day finally appeared on the dining table.

She happily picked up a pair of chopsticks for a bite and was almost moved to death.

Previously at the Yu Garden, she insisted on showing off her skills in the kitchen with so much excitement. She thought that the noodles she made were so good and would definitely move Mo Jingshen. In the end, Mo Jingshen was not moved at all.

Now that she has had his noodles, she felt that her cooking skills were really…

Spit, spit, completely incomparable…

After finishing half of the noodles, she raised her eyes to look at the man sitting on the same table as her. Although they were eating the same thing, he appeared graceful from start to finish.

Mo Jingshen furrowed his brows because of her gaze and calmly curved his lips. "Do I look better than the noodles in the bowl?"

Ji Nuan swallowed a mouthful of the noodles and wanted to say yes.

However, her rationality convinced her not to reply as she pleased. After all, the great CEO Mo has just begun eating meat again last night. If she dared to throw words out carelessly, she most likely would not be able to sleep tonight.

While eating her noodles, she vaguely and softly asked, "What happened at the east city center bar today, do you already know about it?"

"Do you want me not to know?" The man's voice was low and indifferent. As ever, his voice was pleasant to listen.

However, she could understand what he meant.

Indeed.

Earlier on, she had already felt that everything was slightly strange since things went unbelievably smooth.

Based on the situation then, Han Tianyuan should have been extra wary now that he had no support around him whatsoever, no? Even if he were drinking, even if he were messing around, he would not have been silly enough to call over an ex-girlfriend with a history of taking drugs.

After all, if a third-rate idol with drug problems showed up next to him, without a doubt, it would have made things worse.