Mo Shaoze smiled coldly. "You dare to threaten me? Your guts aren't small. But don't think that Jing Shen can protect you for your whole life. Right now, he is already with Shu Yan. Let me give you some advice; you better get ready for your divorce."

"Every man will naturally have their unrestrained side, especially when provoked by drugs..." Ji Nuan's gaze was determined. "But I still believe in him!"

She finished her words and turned to walk out without waiting for the two guards to chase her away.

After returning to Elder Mo's car, she calmly said, "Grandfather, can you lend me your phone?"

Elder Mo did not speak and handed it to her. Ji Nuan picked it up and was about to give Mo Jingshen a call when she saw that the call log was already filled with more than thirty unanswered calls made to Mo Jingshen's number.

They were all calls Elder Mo had previously made to him. There were so many, yet none of them had connected.

Ji Nuan maintained her composure as she dialed Mo Jingshen's number, bringing the phone to her ears.

After a short beeping sound, an ice-cold female voice spoke: "I'm sorry, the number that you've dialed is unavailable right now. Sorry..."

—-

Mo home.

On the journey back, it began to rain. Right now, a huge thunderstorm was taking place outside the window.

Ji Nuan sat on the bed. The pillow she held in her arms had long distorted because of the amount of force she was holding it with.

The last time she had stayed here was during Grandfather Mo's birthday.

That night, Mo Jingshen had said: "Relax and be Mrs. Mo, I'm here to support you for everything."

After returning once more, sitting on this bed, what she heard was instead the raging storm outside. Regardless of how many times she had dialed Mo Jingshen's number, the call did not connect. The several men Elder Mo had sent out were also unable to find his location.

Even investigating the last place Mo Jingshen's phone signal had appeared was to no avail.

Right now, time was gradually passing by. It was already 11 in the evening.

Based on Mo Shaoze's words, Mo Jingshen had been locked with An Shuyan from 7:00 p.m.

A whole four hours had already passed.

Someone knocked on the room door. Ji Nuan sat on the bed unmoving. Finally, a helper pushed open the door, and after taking a glance, she nodded to Elder Mo standing outside. Elder Mo's silhouette then appeared by the door as he walked in.

"Ji brat, since you've said that you believe in Jing Shen, you should then calm yourself and wait for his return." Elder Mo watched her, comforting her with a warm voice. "I've watched Jing Shen grow up. What kind of person he is, what sort of composure he has, and what sort of restraint he has, I'm well aware of it all."

Ji Nuan silently nodded but did not speak.

She knew how tough it felt after being drugged with that sort of thing. After all, she had also experienced it once herself. That night, the torment she had gone through and the natural reactions of her body amplified and replayed in her mind right now.

It was already four hours.

If it had been her—if she had been locked in a room with a man for four hours that night—her emotions would surely have collapsed. If in the final moments, she was unable to restrain herself, she might have thrown herself against the wall, choosing death.

What about Mo Jingshen? Right now,... what would he...

She had heard those sorts of drugs could completely destroy a man's rationality, reducing them to their basic instincts.

Rumbling sounds...

The ear splitting sound of thunder sound rang once more. A flash of lightning cut across the night sky; it's blinding light illuminated the Mo mansion's front yard, before disappearing in a moment in the boundless darkness.

All of a sudden, in front of brightened Mo mansion's front yard, came the noise of a rapidly approaching car—