Mo Jingshen’s pupils became heavy and cold, focusing on Miss Han, who looked frightened and resentful. He tightened his arms around the quiet Ji Nuan.

Ji Nuan was only silent for a moment before she said, “Miss Han, there’s no need for you to provoke me with these useless words. Regardless if it’s an ex-girlfriend or a so-called ‘fiancée,’ in the eyes of a lawful marriage, they are all insignificant. Do you know what a lawful marriage is? Do you know what it means to be husband and wife? Do you need me to tell you who this man belongs to?”

Mo Jingshen lowered his eyes to look at her, watching as her red lips spoke these words. His gaze warmed up with a smile even the people by the side could see.

Miss Han resentfully glared at her. “Other people’s engagement can be dissolved, so what if you’re married? You can similarly get a divorce!”

After her rebirth, Ji Nuan was especially sensitive to and repulsed by the word ‘divorce.’

She turned back, narrowing her eyes as she coldly and unhurriedly said, “I’ve already seen your sincerity in kneeling down to apologize. If you want to protect yourself, don’t speak so much rubbish. Even if you say more, aren’t the consequences identical? Take off your clothes, don’t leave even one item out.”

Originally, Ji Nuan did not intend for her to take them off. Since she wanted to take things to this extent, she had to deal with the trouble she had invited.

Feng Ling received the signal from Ji Nuan’s words and immediately went forward, kicking Miss Han down as she was about to stand up.

Miss Han was paralyzed by the pain as she sat kneeling on the ground. She wanted to say something but was cut off by the man’s ice-cold voice.

Mo Jingshen’s gaze was icy, his low and heavy voice frigid. “I’ll give you another minute.”

Miss Han trembled, shifting her begging eyes to her father. He thought to speak up, but his vision was suddenly blocked by the guards dressed in black. They prevented him from stepping forward.

Miss Han endured through this torturous minute while being scared witless. She only managed to undo the zipper on the gown, while her hands tightly gripped her body.

Mo Jingshen did not plan on wasting any more time here. His gaze shifted to Feng Ling, who nodded in understanding.

With an “ss” sound, Miss Han’s clothes were instantly torn apart.

Hearing Miss Han’s shriek, Ji Nuan knitted her brows but did not speak. Mo Jingshen had already brought her away from the crowd and did not take a single glance in that direction.

While brought away by Mo Jingshen, Ji Nuan’s thoughts shifted away from the cries behind her.

Mo Jingshen held her hand as he led her away. He did not say anything, but he kept her hand in a tight grip.

It has never been this tight before.

It was slightly painful.

She raised her eyes to look at him, whispering, “Jing Shen…”

Mo Jingshen’s actions faltered. He loosened his grip but kept their hands intertwined as he said, “We’re going home.”

Ji Nuan nodded. “Oh.”

She thought to check if Miss Han’s clothes were really cleanly removed, but before she could turn back, she was already brought out of the hotel.

Sheng Yihan remained in the crowd, but his gaze was focused on the woman’s disappearing back. His expression was calm, but his upturned lips revealed a hint of seductive coldness.

—-

It was already late when they returned to the Yu Garden, and Auntie Chen had already gone to bed.

Mo Jingshen opened the main bedroom windows. The cold, night air blew in, tousling the man’s black, short hair. Yet, it did not affect his charisma.

Ji Nuan came out after showering. Although he did not turn back to look at her, he still moved to shut the windows, preventing her from catching a cold.

“I haven’t eaten anything tonight. You most likely haven’t either, right?” Ji Nuan asked.

The man’s indifferent and heavy gaze turned to look at her. He calmly examined her composed eyes for several seconds before asking mildly, “Don’t you have anything to ask me?”

Ji Nuan did have questions to ask. However, she hesitated before speaking.

What An Shuyan had previously mentioned was most likely related to the engagement Mo Jingshen once had. Although she was not too clear on the life he led when he lived in America, she was sure since Mo Jingshen did not refute those words tonight, it meant they were true.

Since he allowed her to ask, she naturally did not wish to keep things in her heart.

Ji Nuan walked over, standing before him to ask. “Before me, did you love any other woman?”

Mo Jingshen placed a hand on the window rails, leaning against the windows that framed the Yu Garden’s pool. He met her gaze, raising his other hand to rub her freshly washed, damp hair gently.

“No.” He replied.

Ji Nuan did not ask anything else as she instantly smiled. “Then I don’t have anything else to ask.”

Seeing the woman’s attitude, Mo Jingshen softly chuckled. He unbuttoned the first three buttons on his shirt and asked, “Hungry? What do you want to eat?”

“You should go shower first. Auntie Chen has already gone to bed, so I’ll go make two bowls of noodles. Although it won’t be as good as yours, it’ll at least be edible.” Ji Nuan turned to bring out fresh clothes for him, urging him to shower.

Mo Jingshen examined her broad-minded, open eyes for a moment before receiving the clothes. “All right.”

—-

Ji Nuan stood in the kitchen, watching the pot of boiling water. It was only after a long while that she remembered to place the noodles inside.

Hearing her movements, Auntie Chen got up and put on a coat to help her. Ji Nuan thanked and refused her, urging Auntie Chen to return to her room to rest.

After the noodles were cooked, she picked up a tray and placed the two bowls of noodles on it, bringing it out.

She had just placed the tray down when she turned back to hear the bathroom door opening. The man had casually wrapped a white towel around his waist. His skin tone was healthy and lighter by several shades than a typical man, but it did not affect his manliness. His figure met every standard and could be described as perfect. Every muscle was distinct, accompanied by little droplets rolling down his chest and into his towel.

Although they had already lived together for a while, every time she saw this scene, Ji Nuan still felt the urge to press him back into the bathroom to dress properly before coming out.

“Here, taste it. Ever since I’ve had yours, it’s been a long time since I’ve had noodles.” Ji Nuan sat by the table, picking up her chopsticks to taste her noodles.

Thankfully, although she had been slightly distracted while boiling the water, she had paid proper attention to the noodle texture as it was cooking. It was not too soft, and although the taste was not as good as Mo Jingshen’s, it was still edible.

Mo Jingshen glanced at her, thinking of approaching her. The little woman had a mouthful of noodles, her cheeks bulging, as she demanded, “Go put on clothes first!”

Mo Jingshen glanced at her appearance and chuckled. As the windows were opened earlier, the room was slightly chilly. He threw her another glance before turning to put on a robe.

“Let me taste it?” Mo Jingshen approached.

Ji Nuan pushed the other bowl of noodles toward him, indicating for him to try it. The man reached over and pressed her hand down, leaning down to kiss her lips still stained with soup.

Ji Nuan: “…”

After wiping the taste of soup off of her lips, he released her and calmly judged. “It’s all right. The soup is fragrant and delicious. It’s well-made.”

Ji Nuan: “…”

This man had to take advantage of her even while eating a bowl of noodles.

—-

In the middle of the night, Ji Nuan tugged aside her blankets to move off the bed. She had just moved and was immediately stuffed back into the sheets.

Ji Nuan frantically said, “I’m dead tired…”

Her soup was not made with those sorts of medicine, but she was still pressed down by Mo Jingshen for an entire night. After clinging onto one another for the night, her face was bright red. She thought to get up to drink some water.

However, Mo Jingshen easily pulled her back. Ji Nuan’s entire body was jelly-soft right now. She shrunk under his body and stopped moving.

“Really tired?” He kissed her lips.

“En… There is still work to be done in the studio tomorrow. You have to leave me with energy to get up in the morning…” Ji Nuan tone carried some resentment and anger.

The man gently rubbed her head and carried her to shower. He then stuffed her back into the sheets and headed into the study.

Ji Nuan did not question his purpose for heading there so late in the night. She was too worn out, and after turning over, she hugged the sheets and fell asleep.

Nearing sunrise, she abruptly jerked awake. As she stretched her hand to the side, she felt the cold sheets. Mo Jingshen did not return to the bedroom to sleep. She glanced toward the study; there was still light seeping through the door gap.

——

Two days later, it was Nan Heng’s birthday. Coincidentally, he had also just returned from America.

Mo Jingshen had informed Ji Nuan early in a phone call that he would pick her up before heading to Zi Jing Cheng Nightclub.

These few days, the studio had to receive representatives from several large property companies who had come for negotiations. Ji Nuan knew where Zi Jing Cheng Club was located and did not let Mo Jingshen pick her up. Instead, she worked till it was late with Feng Ling’s company, and after work, she headed there with her.

Zi Jing Cheng Club was the largest place where members of Hai Cheng’s high society tended to gather. Only those who possessed a white gold or diamond card could enter. Precisely because the segregation was thoughtfully managed—even though there were several night entertainment programs—there were very few criminals who could make their way in. Every high-class, private room had its own waiter and bodyguard keeping an eye out.

“Why didn’t Ji Nuan follow you here?” Qin Siting sat on the sofa in the private room, smiling as he glanced at Mo Jingshen sitting alone.

Nan Heng turned back, his handsome face carrying a mocking smile. “I was just about to ask. You’re only a few steps away from hanging Ji Nuan on your waist, but you actually didn’t bring her with you today?”

Mo Jingshen indifferently replied, “She’s busy.”

Qin Siting teased. “Your woman is busier than you?”

“Is there a problem with that?” Mo Jingshen coldly and indifferently glanced at him.

Qin Siting smiled lightly, stretching his long legs as he casually leaned on the sofa. He coldly chuckled. “May I asked if your woman was the one who refuses to be a virtuous wife at home and would rather stretch her wings to venture out? You didn’t even stop her. Aren’t you afraid that if she were to produce some results, in the future, the men around her would increase?”

“Virtuous wife?” Nan Heng had a strange expression on. “When did these words attach to her?”

Arriving at this topic, Qin Siting appeared pleased with himself as he glanced at Nan Heng. “It’s because you lack the fortune. Not long ago, Ji Nuan came to my house and personally made a fruit salad and a cold tossed three silk vegetable dish. The taste was actually not bad. If it wasn’t because there was someone constantly guarding her, I might have been able to taste even more of her cooking. That wealthy young lady now knows how to cook. Using those two words on her isn’t considered too inappropriate.”

Nan Heng lightly chuckled, lazily saying, “Are you serious?”

Mo Jingshen glanced at the time. When he spoke, his words were cold and sharp, yet it played down his intent. “Why are you wasting your breath? Did I agree to meet here for the sake of listening to the two of you being concerned about my woman?”

Nan Heng. “…”

Qin Siting had an enigmatic smile on. “Just get used to it.”

——–

Nan Heng’s smoking addiction was powerful. Not long after, the private room was filled with smoke.

Mo Jingshen also drank quite some alcohol but was not affected by it. He took a glance at the time, stood up and left for the restroom.

A few minutes later, several young ladies at Zi Jing Cheng Club were attracted by the man who had just left the bathroom. The drunk ladies all nudged one another as they followed him, secretly exchanging bets about who would be able to sleep with such a rare, exquisite man tonight!

Mo Jingshen sensed there was someone following him, and after seeing they were several drunk young girls, he did not pay them any mind.

He entered the private room and noticed more alcohol had been sent in; all sorts of colors—red, blue, yellow—and types. He closed the door and was just about to head in when the door behind him was forcefully pushed open.

The slamming noise was too loud. Mo Jingshen’s clear gaze turned, and even Nan Heng and Qin Siting, who were inside the private room, raised their brows. Their gazes shifted toward the drunk young ladies.

Seeing this scene, Qin Siting instantly understood. He softly chuckled and then whistled. “Aiyo, they’ve stuck onto you again. If Ji Nuan were to see this, I wonder if a bottle of vinegar will be spilled.” 1

Mo Jingshen appeared as though he did not hear Qin Siting’s words. He coldly and indifferently scanned the ladies by the door whose eyes clearly spelled out ‘want.’

“Get out.” His voice did not contain any warmth.

Those young girls carried the smell of alcohol on them. Initially, they felt brave, but after meeting his cold and distant eyes, as well as the man’s frigid cold aura, they instantly panicked.

One of them was nudged out. It was not clear if she was blushing or if the alcohol had affected her, but she looked at him with a bright red face. She stuttered for a while before finally managing a whole sentence. “I… I think that you’re really handsome… I… I like you… so… can you… can you…”

“No.”

The cold and indifferent voice was as icy and sharp as ever—frigid, straightforward, and decisive.

The young ladies all stared at him in defeat. They had thought they would be able to conquer an exquisite product but instead realized they had encountered an iceberg.

By the side, the bodyguard had already heard their voices and approached to chase them away. Those young ladies originally still wanted to say more but were abruptly kicked out while the door was slammed in front of their faces.

It was silent for a moment outside the door, followed by the reprimands of the bodyguard. Inside the room, laughter rang out.

“As expected of CEO Mo, your luck in love has increased.” Nan Heng had a cigarette in his mouth as he narrowed his eyes to laugh.

“Too much nonsense.” Mo Jingshen did not glance at them, picking up his phone to call Ji Nuan.

Coincidentally, Ji Nuan was currently signing a contract with the old CEO from BGY Group who had specially taken a trip here. Originally, the price of that piece of land in Xi Min Square was supposed to be set at three hundred million yuan. However, for the sake of maintaining a long-term partnership with a property corporation like BGY, she gave him a favor and set the price at two hundred and eighty million yuan.