Inside the room, the robe was left on the bed. Ji Nuan's phone and other items remained on the bedside table, untouched.

The hotel service staff explained, "Earlier on, after sending in the clothes bought for Mrs. Mo, I went to clean the other rooms and didn't pay attention to the movements here..."

Qin Siting crossed his arms as he leaned by the door, snorting. "Since she can sneak away, I think your woman should be fine. Based on her body condition, aside from her vulnerability to the cold, there are no other problems. She is as healthy as one can be."

Qin Siting raised his chin, directing his eyes outside the window. "Isn't it? She even has the strength to jump out of the window."

Mo Jingshen had already seen the opened windows and the curtains fluttering in the wind. He did not show anger, and his gaze was mild. It seemed like he was not affected at all.

Qin Siting was looking forward to watching a show. He walked toward the window and casually peeked outside, chuckling lowly. "No wonder she didn't walk the normal road. There's a really tall tree right by the window. Even if a child tried to jump off, he wouldn't get hurt."

—-

In a bar that was the distance of half a Hai Cheng away from King's Court Hotel.

Ji Nuan sat in a quiet corner by a table filled with a row of glasses of alcohol.

She drank two and found that it was not bad.

She raised a hand to rub her nose, expressionlessly reaching out for another glass.

This was a pub that served alcohol. Most of the customers were refined people who came to listen to music and enjoy drinking. It was not as chaotic as a regular bar.

Not far away, a young man was playing the guitar as he sang a sad ballad. The more he sang, the more emotional he became; the more he sang, the heavier the mood became.

This made Ji Nuan, who was working hard to calm herself down, stirred up. She could not help but tighten her grip around the alcohol glass.

After running out from the hotel, she had only thought to cool down, fearing that she would lose control of her emotions.

She really wanted to grab hold of Mo Jingshen's tie and ask him, in her past life, after their divorce, was he in America with An Shuyan every day?

In those ten years of his that she could not touch, he was a man powerful enough to flip the skies around—the CEO of the Shine Group that had authority in every region. She was incapable of knowing everything about him!

He was so far away from her, so very far.

And in those ten years, who was close to him? Was it An Shuyan? Or Ji Mengran? Or a woman a thousand times better than her?

But she could not ask.

If she asked, she would most likely be treated as a madwoman.

A completely delirious madwoman.

"Shine Group's CEO Mo Jingshen has returned to the country today. Right now, he has arrived at Hai Cheng–"

"What are you looking at? Do you even know who the news is speaking about? A woman like you doesn't even have the right to help such a person adjust his shoes."

The last few words she heard before her death in her past life suddenly replayed by her ears.

Ji Nuan rubbed her nose, closing her eyes.

Suddenly, it felt as though she had returned to that cold prison. Her surroundings were icy cold, and the stifling sensation she had experienced when the poison took effect enveloped her.

So cold, cold enough that her teeth were chattering.

Not far away, two men—dressed like elite, white-collar workers—drank while enjoying the music. They heard the sound of an alcohol glass falling on the ground.

The two men turned back to look, only to notice a slender, fair, and clear-skinned woman hugging her knees as she sat on the sofa. She buried her face in her knees, her body shivering imperceptibly as though she was freezing.

The two men stood up and walked over. "Miss, are you all right?" they asked in concern.

Ji Nuan tightly gripped her knees with her palms, raising her eyes.

The moment they got a clear look of her face, the two men were startled. After a while, they asked in suspicion, "Miss... Miss Ji?"

Although Ji Nuan had drunk, she could somewhat recognize that the two of them had cooperated with the Ji family's companies before.

The supervisor and manager of some small enterprise. Who cared what it was exactly, she was too lazy to think. She coldly glanced at them before silently burying her face in her knees once more.

The two men saw that she seemed to have drunk too much and was especially depressed and silent. She did not look like the young miss rumored to be flamboyant and bossy.

The two of them could not help but worry as they moved forward to ask, "Miss Ji, did you drink too much? Do you want us to contact someone from the Ji family to pick you up?"

The two of them had yet to finish their words when Ji Nuan suddenly raised her head, expressionlessly asking, "Want to drink?"

The two of them: "..."

To sit down with the Ji family's eldest miss for a drink, would really be considered the blessing of three lives, all right? Who would reject her?

Even if it was just a drink, it could be considered a great temptation for men! They could also please the Ji family members. Only fools would say no!

—-

Half an hour later.

Ji Nuan's eyes were no longer red. Her painful emotions were also gone. When she spoke, she giggled.

She clinked glasses with the two men, drinking while pointing to the people watching the singer. "Let me tell you, your great-aunt has changed into a new leaf right now. In the past... if I saw such a handsome and talented fresh meat... I would definitely go up and tease..."

"Also..." She narrowed her eyes and smiled, reaching out to draw a circle with her finger. "Do you know who the secret boss of this bar is? Shh... let me tell you..."

Ji Nuan straightened her finger, pressing it against her lips, as she giggled drunkenly with blurry eyes. "The boss of this place is..."

"My apologies, she can't drink anymore."

The hand sending more alcohol to Ji Nuan's lips suddenly paused in the air.

Mo Jingshen appeared as calm as still water. He bluntly brought the Ji Nuan, sitting on the sofa with a silly smile, into his arms. Without looking at the two embarrassed men, who were startled after discovering who he was, he half-carried and half-dragged her. After pushing aside the small side table obstructing him, he brought Ji Nuan away.

Ji Nuan's brain was completely flooded with alcohol; she was unaware of what was going on. She waved her hand at a bar waiter that passed by, thinking of asking for more alcohol.

"I still want to drink!"

"You've only had a few glasses, and you're already so drunk. Do you really think you will still be able to touch it in the future?" Mo Jingshen's expression was heavy as he brought her out of the bar. His hand wiped across Ji Nuan's face with force, rubbing clean the alcohol around her lips.

While he wiped, Ji Nuan kept dodging. She was completely uncooperative.

"Be more obedient!" His voice was low and heavy, containing some anger.

At that moment, an expensive white car, parked silently across the road, suddenly started its engine and drove off.

When Mo Jingshen saw the car driving off, his expression instantly turned cold down to the bones. He took a glimpse at the disobedient Ji Nuan who kept trying to struggle out of his grasp.

Ji Nuan raised her eyes, about to demand that he let go of her. However, she could not help but shudder because of his cold gaze. Instantly, her mind slightly cleared.