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A moment later, a knock resounded against the door.

Ji Nuan did not pay any attention to it. As she sat on the bed feeling stifled, she thought, Forget it. This piece of meat is covered in gold; it’s far too precious and far too difficult to protect. Let them bite it away as they please. Can I not want it anymore?

Several more knocks resounded against the door. A few seconds later, the man calmly called out, “Nuan Nuan.”

Ji Nuan laid on the bed and used the blanket to cover her head, unwilling to hear his voice.

Mo Jingshen knew that the door was locked from the inside and made a futile attempt to twist the doorknob. He said softly, “Nuan Nuan, open the door.”

Ji Nuan did not speak, keeping herself wrapped in the blanket. She used her silence as a form of an answer.

This woman’s temper came as it pleased; Mo Jingshen could not allow her to lock herself up just like this. His tone became firmer. “Ji Nuan, open the door!”

Catching his heavy tone, Ji Nuan abruptly sat up on the bed. She resisted the urge to throw the pillow against the door. “I won’t! My head hurts. I want to be alone!”

“If your head hurts, go to the hospital. What’s the point in locking yourself up? Open the door!” The man’s voice was low, heavy, and clearly much colder than before.

“I’m not opening it. I’m not going anywhere. I want to sleep!”

“Ji Nuan!”

“Mo Jingshen, I don’t feel like talking to you right now!”

“Are you going to open the door, or do you want me to do it?”

Ji Nuan recalled last night’s experience at the underground bar; that solid door had been easily kicked open by him. He had multiple ways of opening the door, and she had no way to stop him.

She hugged the blanket and laid on the bed motionless. She decided not to speak. Let him do as he pleased. Anyway, this condo belongs to him. He can kick the door down if he wants.

After a moment of silence, Ji Nuan suddenly remembered; if this condo was bought by him, he must have the key to every room in this place.

She abruptly sat up and flipped through the bedside tables and cabinets. Finally, she found the bedroom key in the last drawer of the bedside table.

Seeing that the key was not in his hands, Ji Nuan’s heart was finally at ease. She returned the key to its place and climbed back on the bed, covering herself tightly with the sheets.

She was originally upset, but after nestling in the sheets for a while, she fell asleep.

When she awoke, it was already in the evening. The sunset glow was layered over the sky, and it was slightly dark in the room. Ji Nuan sat up, glancing toward the door that was still tightly shut.

Mo Jingshen actually did not enter.

And it was completely silent outside.

Did he head out? Or did he fly directly back to Hai City after receiving the cold shoulder from her?

She had slept for several hours; in these few hours, anything could have happened.

Ji Nuan sat gloomily on the bed for a while, paying attention to any movement outside. She confirmed that it was really silent and pushed the sheets aside, approaching the door to press her ear against it.

The entire condo was quiet, as though she was the only one here.

Ji Nuan unlocked the door and opened a small gap. She saw that there was something on the ground and was startled. As she could not gain a clear look of it, she could only open the door further.

The instant the door was opened, the room lit up as though there was a motion sensor operating. The lights in the living room caused the rose petals scattered on the ground to appear especially dazzling.

The center of the living room was largely covered with rose petals. In the center, a heart shape space was lined up with twenty-one cakes. The first cake was white, representing the pure-white, angelic purity at one year old. Following it, the shades of the cakes gradually turned deeper, from white to pink to red. Finally, the twenty-first and very last cake was in the shade of red that represented marriage.

Ji Nuan stood stiffly in front of the door. She had been so preoccupied with losing her temper that she had even forgotten that it was her birthday today.

Furthermore, it had been far too long since she celebrated her birthday. This celebratory atmosphere was especially foreign to her.

She could only see the rose petals and cakes in the room. When she raised her head, she did not see Mo Jingshen’s silhouette.

She approached the door. Just as she passed by the first white cake, the sight of dazzling fireworks bursting across the sky through the windows caught her attention.

Ji Nuan stared dazedly at the windows. She subconsciously took another step forward and watched as more fireworks burst across the sky.

Just like this, her gaze was fixed on the scene outside the window as she walked around the room. As it was a heart-shaped path, it led her back to her initial position. When she arrived at the final red cake, fireworks did not spread across the sky once more. Instead, she saw a warm light on the balcony through the ceiling-to-floor windows she was facing.

A man dressed in a white dress shirt stood there, holding a lighter in his hand. By his feet, there were many more unlit fireworks.

Ji Nuan was dazed. She subconsciously rushed over, tugging open the ceiling-to-floor windows.

“Are you looking for me?” Mo Jingshen quietly smiled at her, igniting the unlit firework in his hand.

As the dazzling fireworks exploded right before her eyes, Ji Nuan’s gaze remained fixed on the man standing amidst it all. She stood there, unmoving.

The abrupt firework show appeared to have caused a large sensation in T City, yet the person being celebrated was completely dumbstruck, standing there like a pole. She was completely frozen.

She was not sure when Mo Jingshen had approached, coming back to herself only when he held her hand. He placed a soft kiss on her hand, softly whispering, “To the one-year-old little Ji Nuan, happy birthday.”

Before Ji Nuan could react, the man had already wrapped her up in his arms. He placed another kiss on her forehead. “To the two-years-old little Ji Nuan, happy birthday.”

Ji Nuan: “…”

“To the three-years-old little Ji Nuan, happy birthday.”

“To the four-years-old little Ji Nuan, happy birthday.”

“…”

He kissed her hands, her face, her nose, her brows, her forehead, her ears, and many other places.

“To the twenty-years-old little Ji Nuan, happy birthday.”

Finally, the man pressed a kiss against her mouth and did not move away. He gently whispered against her lips, “To the twenty-one-years-old Mrs. Mo, happy birthday.”

As he finished his words, he abruptly pressed the dazed Ji Nuan against the clear glass windows. This last kiss was unlike the previous light touches. It was possessive and strong. He held her tightly between the window and his chest, gradually deepening the kiss. When Ji Nuan raised her hands to push his chest away, he held them down instead, pushing his tongue even deeper.

Ji Nuan could not push him away. She opened her eyes and bit down on his lip instead. Although she did not use much force, the man still paused, lowering his eyes to look at her.

Ji Nuan wanted to say that she was still angry but was really unable to voice it out.

Her anger had yet to cool down, and she was already about to be moved to tears. Where was she supposed to put her face?

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The man watched her, a hint of a smile in his deep, black eyes. His smile was especially seductive, like a demon that brought calamity onto humankind. His Adam’s apple slightly shifted as he bent down and pressed another kiss onto her lips.

He did not invade her lips once more. Instead, he licked her lips inch by inch, intimately and thoroughly.

When he finally released her lips, he held her waist and did not allow her to turn her head away. He said in a low and husky voice, “Even if you’re angry, your birthday has to be celebrated. If I didn’t account well for your birthday before midnight, wouldn’t I have another groundless accusation on my head?”

Ji Nuan watched his innocent appearance and angrily pushed him away. “I’m not that unreasonable!”

“Yes, you’re very reasonable. After the scene of saving the damsel in distress last night, you immediately dared to lock me outside the door today, en?”

“That’s because you were dishonest with me!” Ji Nuan slapped away the hand he had brought up to touch her face. Although she was clearly moved, she still felt stifled with anger. Right now, her expression had to be strange. She guessed that it was slightly awkward and could not be bothered to hide it.

However, she really could not fight his strength. Ji Nuan was brought in past the windows. Before the windows were shut, she tried to push his hands away with force when the man suddenly placed a knife in her hands.

Ji Nuan: “…”

“Cut the cake or cut me. Choose one.” Mo Jingshen’s tone was light, but his gaze was calmly fixed on her; he clearly saw through all of her thoughts.

“…”

“Aren’t you still angry with me? Where do you want to cut?” He leaned closer, bending down to approach her face and check her expression. “The door is already closed. You’ve held in your anger long enough. Rather than having a cold war with yourself, why don’t you just stab me several times? Last night, I saw that your movements were very clean. Do you want to continue venting?”

Ji Nuan held the knife tightly, glaring at him.

The feeling of a punch landing in cotton really led to painful internal injuries!

“Who said that I wanted to have a cold war with you. I’m not that bored.” Ji Nuan abruptly turned and picked up one of the cakes on the ground, slicing into it. She then placed it onto the table by the side. After stabbing it several times, she did not take a single bite, and instead, she picked up another cake to continue stabbing into it. From start to finish, she kept her eyes lowered.

Mo Jingshen stood by the side watching her. Somehow, he felt that she was using the strength with which she wanted to cut him to stab into the cake. The “peng, peng” sounds revealed that her mood was really poor.

He did not speak as he picked up one of the cakes, sending it into her hands for her to cut.

After she finished with one, he sent her another.

After cutting the cake for what felt like forever, Ji Nuan was tired. She turned to see that there were still several whole cakes remaining. Mo Jingshen appeared completely willing to bear the full brunt of her anger as he handed another cake to her.

She stood there without moving her cream-covered hands. The man quietly and calmly watched her; his eyes carrying the indulgence that belonged only to her.

At that moment, Ji Nuan suddenly could not understand why she was angry.

He had already explained, clearly telling her that despite not being completely clean, he had never allowed any woman to leave any marks that he wasn’t supposed to have. His words were already clear enough, what more did she want him to say?

Ji Nuan could not understand why she was butting heads with him.

Was it because that person from Los Angeles kept provoking her? Could this count as a success for that person then?

She rubbed her brows. She did not attempt to understand if her overwhelming jealousy was truly unreasonable. Instead, she tossed the knife aside and headed into the bathroom, washing off the cream on her hands.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Ji Nuan took her own sweet time to wash her hands and saw that Mo Jingshen had left to open the door.

Nan Heng entered and saw Mo Jingshen’s cream-stained shirt and the mess left inside. He snorted coldly. “Did you just finish a big buttercream war? Or were both of you trying some new postures on top of all these cakes?”

Before Ji Nuan could wonder about Nan Heng’s sudden appearance, his words left her ears burning red.

Mo Jingshen glanced at Nan Heng before turning to Ji Nuan who was still washing her hands in the bathroom. He spoke up, sounding warm and mild as usual, “You’re covered in cream. After washing up, go to the bedroom and change your clothes.”

When Nan Heng saw the bandage on her forehead as well as her reddened, swollen cheek, his gaze suddenly became strange.

“They were so heavy-handed. You must have crushed that bastard’s life with your foot immediately, didn’t you?” Although Nan Heng was sneering, his expression was clearly much colder.

Ji Nuan faltered in her movements, turning to look at him. Did Nan Heng show up because of what had happened in the bar?

Or was it related to that person in America?

“Before I had the chance to do anything, the person was already crippled by Feng Ling.” Mo Jingshen’s cold and mild voice broke Ji Nuan’s train of thought. He glanced at her once more. “Go back to the room to change your clothes.”

He was not simply crippled by Feng Ling. Ji Nuan had almost murdered him with her own hands. Didn’t that make the whole event much bloodier?

Ji Nuan knew that Nan Heng was involved in the arms business and did not have simple relations with the illegal side of society. She suspected that he was here because the people they had dealt with last night all belonged to T City’s underground bar; it would not be surprising if they had some links with him.

Ji Nuan did not wish to hear anything more related to those people. She glanced at them, wiped her hands, and returned to the bedroom.

As he watched Ji Nuan step on the ground covered in cake, Nan Heng somehow felt that Ji Nuan was angry today. Although she did not say anything, her movements as she closed the door was unusually big.

Nan Heng raised his brows. His calm expression appeared to be hiding a smile as he turned to Mo Jingshen. “What’s going on? You even rescued her temper out?”

Mo Jingshen did not pay him any mind. He casually undid the first few buttons on his shirt, calmly asking, “What’s going on in Los Angeles?”

“What’s going on? Isn’t it obvious? That Old Su kept his precious granddaughter under house arrest because of the pressure you gave him. That Su Xueyi was only holding the gun for someone else. She’s indeed quite daring, coming all the way into the country to stir up trouble. But it’s not as if you don’t understand the power behind the Su family.” Nan Heng spread his hands out. “But speaking of which, can you really bear to do it? That person guarded you for a whole year back when you were recovering from your serious injuries…”

The air became heavier. Mo Jingshen’s usually indifferent expression was suddenly frigid and sharp. His tone was unchanged. “Back then, if my father hadn’t interfered, sending such a person to my side while I was unconscious, I would never have mistaken her for the person who saved me. Otherwise, why do you think she had the opportunity to stay by my side for a year?”

Nan Heng’s brows suddenly twitched. His gaze turned towards the door Ji Nuan had closed, before turning back to Mo Jingshen’s cold expression. He pursed his lips. “Don’t tell me that the little lady who saved your life back then was actually Ji Nuan? Then the Su family and your father… Fuck, did I just accidentally stumble onto some incredible secret…”