Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 703: They Had Seen Many Arrogant People, but None of Them Was as Arrogant as Their Son-In-Law…

Xiao Zhenjun also coldly looked at him.

Seeing the two of them were about to quarrel because of Ji Nuan again, Mo Jingshen winked at Auntie Chen who immediately said, "Chairman Ji, Chairman Xiao, Mrs. Mo needs help now. Could you please leave here? How about having a cup of tea in the living room downstairs?"

Xiao Zhenjun said with a straight face, "No, thanks. I'm still worried about Ji Nuan. Don't stop me from seeing her next time I come to visit her. I promise I'll just look at her from a distance and not scare her again."

Hearing that even Xiao Zhenjun who was always so haughty and arrogant surrendered, Ji Hongwen didn't speak, and Auntie Chen politely asked them to leave with a smile.

As for Mo Jingshen, he just ignored them. When they finally left, he glanced at their receding figures and said lightly to one of the servants outside the door, "If anyone from the Xiao family and the Ji family comes to Yu Garden again, don't stop them, but inform me before they come in."

"All right, Mr. Mo."

Mo Jingshen turned to the bed, looked at the little woman still hiding in the quilt, sat on the bedside, and patted her soothingly on the head. "It's OK. They've gone."

With that, he tucked her in again and didn't look outside the door again.

Ji Hongwen and Xiao Zhenjun walked downstairs. They bore a grudge against each other for more than twenty years.

But now they thought the same.

They had seen many arrogant rich men.

But none of them was as arrogant as their son-in-law, but they know they were not in a position to blame him.

So who was closest to Ji Nuan?

Her adoptive father and biological father put together were no match for Mo Jingshen.

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In the bedroom, Ji Nuan got up from the bed and looked outside. Then she dared to ask, "Why did the two men say they were my fathers? How can I have two fathers?"

Mo Jingshen silently put the woman onto his lap and couldn't help but laugh.

"Which one of them do you like more?

"Neither of them, but why do I have two fathers?"

Neither of them?

Mo Jingshen said carelessly, "It doesn't matter. As long as you like me."

"Should I know them?"

He smiled. "You'll know after you recover. Now no matter what I say, it will only be a burden to your memory."

"OK." Ji Nuan sat in his arms with a confused look. "But you all said I was injured. When I was taking a bath last night, I didn't see any wound on my body. I checked my body carefully but nowhere of it bled. Why do you all say that I was injured?"

The man's fingers brushed casually at the soft fluff on the sleeve of her nightgown. "The wounds have healed and, of course, there is no more blood."

"Was I badly injured?"

"Yes."

"How was I injured? Why was I injured?"

"For my sake."

Hearing his answer, she stared straight at him for quite a while but still couldn't figure out what he meant.

However, just as she was contemplating, he had put his hand on the back of her head and pressed her face gently against his. He kissed her on the forehead and moved downward. His kiss fell between her brows and the tip of her nose and were going to fall on her lips. She looked at him confusedly, not with fear or excitement, but as if she didn't understand what he was doing.

He paused and in order not to frighten her, just kissed gently on her lips before he let go of her under her confused stare. He asked her, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Ji Nuan didn't look puzzled anymore and her face flushed. "You were kissing me…"

The man smiled. "Do you understand what kiss means?"

Ji Nuan nodded and shook her head and then nodded it again. "Yes, you're my husband, so you can kiss me. No one else can do this to me."

Mo Jingshen was amused by her childish words. He patted her head gently. "Do you still have a headache? If you don't want the paramedics sent by Dr. Qin to massage your head, may I do it for you?"

Ji Nuan pulled his hand down and shook her head. "My head doesn't hurt as much as it did a few days ago, but I have nothing to do here every day. I'm so bored. The movies in the laptop, cell phone, and iPad that Auntie Chen brought to me were terrible."

"Just rest for a few days more. When the doctor says your condition is stable, I'll take you out for a walk, but you have to control yourself. Don't be afraid of strangers. Trust me that I'll protect you when I'm with you. You don't have to be afraid of anyone, OK?"

Ji Nuan hesitated and then nodded with some trepidation and some yearning. "OK."

Mo Jingshen smiled and rubbed at her hair.

After Mo Jingshen left her bedroom, she began to watch videos and movies on the iPad again that Auntie Chen brought to her and was curious about anything she saw.

He stayed at home with her on leave and still looked dignified and handsome in his soft gray home clothes.

Ji Nuan randomly clicked opened a webpage where there were a lot of videos that she seemed to have watched. She clicked again and her viewing record popped out. She saw her name in the title of one of the videos and clicked it open curiously.

Then she saw the interview she received in England when she was selected into the Forbes top hundred Chinese businesswomen list. The woman in the video who was dressed in a smart and elegant professional dress was sitting in an interview hall and talking with the English speaking host calmly. Ji Nuan found that she could understand English and could understand the contents of the whole interview.

The well-known Chinese woman entrepreneur Ji Nuan was talking confidently about the history of MN Group. In the video, even the slightest facial expression of hers seemed charming yet full of confidence and she felt familiar yet strange to this Ji Nuan in the video.

The female CEO of MN Group?

Was that her?

The interview lasted for one and half an hour, and she put down the iPad after watching it for about forty minutes. She tapped her aching head that seemed to split in pain, her head in her hands.

A variety of images were interwoven in her head, Los Angeles, Cambodia, London, Hai City …and many other places… Every figure she was familiar with or strange to was spinning before her eyes.