Ji Nuan was not unconscious for long. Earlier on, she was already feeling unwell. With the stuffy bathroom air and the feeling of breathlessness that came with the small, tight cubicle, she could not pinpoint when she had actually lost consciousness.

She struggled for a long time in her nightmares. Those nightmares of the past that have not appeared for a long time disturbed her mind.

It was only when she felt as though she was suddenly placed in a pool of warm water, her cold body gradually warming up, that the anxiety from those nightmares slowly dissipated.

There was the sensation of a strong hand behind her neck, supporting her weight the whole time. Occasionally, another hand would land on her forehead, as though testing her temperature.

So warm... so comfortable...

Was this a dream as well?

Abruptly, Ji Nuan opened her eyes. Her gaze was unfocused for a moment, and after a while, she slowly regained awareness. She turned her head over somewhat dazedly, glancing at the man by the bathtub.

The moment she saw Mo Jingshen's face right by her side, her heart skipped a beat. She stared with wide eyes at the man whose brows were currently tightly furrowed, his gaze cold and stern. His palm was still pressed against her forehead.

She was startled. She saw that his suit jacket was thrown on the bathroom floor not far away, part of his dress shirt was unbuttoned, and the sleeves were rolled up, revealing his wrists. However, because those two hands were carefully supporting her the whole time to prevent her from choking on the water, his sleeves were unavoidably somewhat soaked. Yet, he appeared as though he did not care, his gaze heavy and strangely leading others to freeze even though it was not cold.

Ji Nuan's mind could not really keep up.

Wasn't she just locked in the bathroom?

How did he realize she was at the event?

How was it that, when she suddenly woke up, he was right in front of her, all of her clothes were removed, and she was lying in the bathroom like this?

Outside the bathroom, the room door was tightly shut. The sound of footsteps drifted in, accompanied by An Shuyan's voice outside the door, "CEO Mo, the clothes I brought are new. Do you want to let Mrs. Mo change into them?"

Mo Jingshen acted as though he heard nothing. His cold gaze landed on Ji Nuan's pale face.

"You wanted to come to the evening party, but you didn't ask me directly and looked for the Sheng one instead. What's the meaning of this?"

Ji Nuan finally returned to herself. However, the alcohol was still messing with her mind and affecting her composure.

Outside, An Shuyan was still gently knocking on the door.

Ji Nuan was quiet for a moment. She then smiled somewhat casually; her gaze slightly dazed from the alcohol. "You could come here with An Shuyan in your arms, why couldn't I look for someone else?"

She did not explain how she had come here, nor did she wish to explain.

The moment her words landed, she felt that the hand behind her neck seemed to have grown spikes. She began to struggle to sit up.

"Don't move." Mo Jingshen's voice was low and heavy, his gaze clear as he pressed her down. "The bathroom was too humid and damp. Your body temperature was too low. Soak in the bathtub for a while longer."

"I'm all right. Earlier on, I just had some difficulty breathing. Right now, it's much better."

Ji Nuan said mindlessly. She sat up from the bathtub and reached up to remove his hand but was instead held by his.

She struggled for a moment but could not free herself. She could only raise her eyes.

"I said I'm already much better!" Her voice was loud.

She saw that the man's attention had been on her the whole time with no intention to let her leave.

Ji Nuan tried her best to calm herself, but because of the alcohol, she was still somewhat dizzy and dazed. "I didn't intend to come today. Anyway, even if I wanted to come, I fear that there wouldn't be space for me by your side."

"The reason I didn't bring you today was to make sure you wouldn't misunderstand." Mo Jingshen let his tone warm a little, his grip still firmly around her wrist.

"Oh, I didn't misunderstand." Ji Nuan lowered her head and no longer looked at him.

Mo Jingshen saw that she was sitting up in the bathtub and really did not intend to soak any further. He casually tugged over a towel to cover her head, helping her to wipe her dripping hair.

Ji Nuan turned to avoid his actions, raising her hand to press the towel down. "I'll do it myself."

The man did not speak, but his actions continued. He directly carried her out of the bathtub, bundling her up tightly in a much larger towel and bringing her out of the bathroom.

Ji Nuan was silent the whole way until she was placed on the bed. She instinctively curled up her legs, shrinking on the bed and silently distancing from him.

It could be seen that although she did not argue or lost her temper, she was already filled with negative emotions.

Mo Jingshen tucked the covers around her, forcefully keeping Ji Nuan in it. He then pressed a hand on her forehead and laid it there for a moment, watching her. He sternly and seriously said, "Qin Siting will rush here soon. I've already called someone to buy another set of clothes for you. Lie down here and rest first."

Ji Nuan could tell this was most likely one of the many rooms available at King's Court Hotel. There were still several hundreds of guests in the ballroom since tonight was an important party for Mo Corporation and Shine Group. Since she was fine now, it was unavoidable that he had to take some time to settle things.

She did not speak and closed her eyes. She did not want to make any noise, nor did she want to hear another word from him.

"Nuan Nuan." The man stood by the bed, his clear and heavy voice whispering her name.

Ji Nuan acted as though she heard nothing. She closed her eyes and did not speak or move. Yet, her hands gripped the towel under the sheets, gradually tightening.

"How much did you drink earlier?" Mo Jingshen focused on her.

Earlier, when he brought her in, he could smell the scent of alcohol on her. Although the alcohol prepared tonight was not strong, the entire Hai Cheng's high society knew Ji Nuan's alcohol tolerance was extremely poor.

Just a few glasses would definitely inebriate her. A long time ago, when she was unaware, he had already witnessed it once. This time she had even mixed several types of alcohol together.

Seeing she was still emotional from the alcohol, Mo Jingshen placed her bag by the bedside table. He brought out her phone, and after confirming it was out of battery, he placed it down.

"Rest here obediently and wait for me to come back."

The man glanced at her once more. Seeing that there was not much she could do in her half-conscious state, he left.

Outside the room, An Shuyan finally saw him appear and rushed forward. "CEO Mo, how is Mrs. Mo? Is she all right...?"

Yet, Mo Jingshen was cold and indifferent as he walked down the stairs.

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Half an hour later, the ballroom appeared to have returned to normal.

Mo Jingshen walked through a crowd of people. His expression was heavy and difficult to understand. Yet, his gaze no longer moved toward An Shuyan who stood by his side anymore. Even if An Shuyan moved closer to steal his gaze, what she received was an expression that treated her like the carpet.

Qin Siting had already arrived. He suddenly approached Mo Jingshen and softly teased, "Your old man drove at 180 miles per hour, but your woman isn't even in the room."

Mo Jingshen's gaze paused. His ice-cold eyes subconsciously scanned the ballroom.

He suddenly chuckled coldly.

Very good, even Sheng Yihan was gone.