Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 671: Mo Jingshen's Right Hand Rested on the Door, the Other Around Her Waist…

Los Angeles, USA

"Mr. Mo… This is your cell phone card in China. It will take several days to renew the card in America." A blonde, blue-eyed, middle-aged woman, speaking broken Chinese, walked into the lounge and placed a pale blue card on the table.

A few days ago, as soon as Mo Jingshen got back to Los Angeles and drove out of the airport, he was ambushed by Aquib's brother and those bandits. Although the XI Base people had been prepared and no casualty was caused, the car he took exploded. He left his cell phone in the car, so both his cell phone and the phone card were damaged.

Ji Nuan had helped him register a WeChat account with his domestic phone number. He couldn't get a new phone card in the United States in a few days. By the time he left XI Base and got his phone card back, it was the afternoon of the sixth day after he returned to the United States.

Mo Jingshen looked at the pale blue card and picked it up as a man in black entered the lounge. The moment the man saw him, he went over respectfully. He looked like a Chinese but spoke fluent English. "Mr. Mo, our boss was kidnapped by those people. They insist you shall go to the appointed place to meet them alone. Otherwise, they will kill our boss at any time…"

Seeing Mo Jingshen still holding the card with no expression or words, the middle-aged woman with blond hair and blue eyes beside guessed that he had something to talk about, so she went forward to turn on a spare cell phone on the table, insert the phone card into it, and reverently put it back into his hand.

The man who just came in was still talking, but could not see what Mo Jingshen's attitude was from his eyes and did not dare to speak again.

Mo Jingshen turned on this phone and was about to turn on WeChat when another cell phone he used in the United States rang.

"CEO Mo, Miss Ji has come to the United States with a business partner to discuss a project in Los Angeles. Shall we go back to Hai City or follow her to Los Angeles?"

Mo Jingshen's eyes darkened and took a look at the other phone, asking, "Has she boarded the plane yet?"

"Yes, she has just got on the plane. We've checked. It's safe. There isn't any problem with the plane. Hai City is in China and much safer than abroad. She went to Los Angeles purely for a project cooperation, but we're afraid that once she enters the United States, our enemies lurking in the shadows will target her…"

Mo Jingshen didn't expect that Ji Nuan would come to Los Angeles at such a time. The remnants of the Cambodian bandits are only in Los Angeles or Cambodia and their influence couldn't reach China, but once Ji Nuan stepped on Los Angeles, what he arranged in Hai City will become useless.

"Send me her flight number and arrival time."

"All right."

A few minutes later, Mo Jingshen hung up and logged in to WeChat on another phone, where he immediately saw two messages from Ji Nuan the other day.

These messages were sent several days ago.

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Ji Nuan fell asleep on the plane. When she woke up, it was still two hours away from landing in Los Angeles. She went to the bathroom reserved for the first class to wash her face and went back to her seat to chat with her business partner. Two hours passed quickly.

After flying all night, they finally landed at about eight-ten in the morning.

The business partner arranged a car to pick them up, but when Ji Nuan walked out of the airport lobby with the business partner talking and laughing, she saw a black SUV and Mo Jingshen standing beside it.

The man, dressed in a black T-shirt and trousers, stood by the door with one hand in his pocket. It seemed that he had been waiting for quite a while. It took her a long time to realize who she saw. She glanced at the time, then at the other cars parked outside the airport lobby, then back at the handsome man next to the black SUV.

"Is he your friend?" Looking at Ji Nuan's eyes, her business partner asked her with a smile.

Ji Nuan withdrew her gaze and nodded at her business partner.

They came to talk about a project and didn't have to travel together. Seeing someone came to pick Ji Nuan up, the business partner politely said hello to Mo Jingshen. For some reason, he thought Mo Jingshen looked a bit familiar, but Mo Jingshen was not wearing a suit today, and the business partner was not Chinese, so he was not sure who this man was. After saying hello and nodding at him, he got into his car and left.

Ji Nuan still stood on the spot and looked at Mo Jingshen. It wasn't until the man standing next to the car smiled at her that she came back from her reverie and walked over with her tiny suitcase.

"CEO Mo, thank you for taking the time from your busy life to pick me up. You don't even have time to make a phone call and reply to a message, do you? How do you still have time to come to the airport in person?" Ji Nuan said. She looked at the T-shirt he wore. He looked really handsome dressed like this, but he certainly didn't come from the office, where he rarely dressed so casually.

"You don't want me to pick you up in person? Come on, be nice." The man smiled.

Ji Nuan snorted. "But why did you know I come to Los Angeles today?"

Before the man answered, she raised her eyebrows. "Oh, yes, I almost forgot that the bodyguards you put around me are your scouts. You'll know anything I do."

The man didn't refute but just took over her small suitcase. "Get in the car."

Ji Nuan looked at him again, thought for a while, and couldn't help but explain, "I'm here to meet a client. The bodyguard should have told you. I'm just here to talk about a project. I'll be back in two or three days."

"OK." The man put her suitcase in the car, opened the car door and said in a low voice, "Get in the car first."

Ji Nuan hesitated, walked to the door, and said reluctantly, "So don't get me wrong. I'm not here to see you."

As soon as she said so, she seemed to hear the man who was opening the car door for her chuckle. She paused and looked back at him, only to see that Mo Jingshen's right hand rested on the door, the other around her waist and he seemed to protect her with his tall body. Ji Nuan was about to speak when she saw his eyes that seemed to see through everything and was forced to draw back two steps and then sat onto the passenger seat.