Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

After they went to Jiang City, because of the problem of the seal, several rogues of the business and political circles deliberately delayed giving them their plot in the tourist area that had been temporarily shelved. In the next two days, Ji Nuan and Xia Tian ran around and resorted to all of their possible connections, and finally got the approval. Of course, they hardly rested for these two days.

Xia Tian had had black circles under her eyes for two days in a row, not to mention Ji Nuan. On the way back, they closed their eyes and rested, too tired to say a word.

“That’s really too much. They thought our studio is just a small one without any background, so with the excuse of that damn seal, they tried to embezzle the one hundred million yuan that we paid. They messed with the wrong people! What makes them think they can embezzle our money?” After sleeping in the car for a while, Xia Tian opened her eyes and angrily raged.

“The problem has been solved, and we did not incur any loss. It just took us a little more work these past two days. All approvals have been obtained and the plot has been officially transferred to us. We’re lucky to get this result in the struggle against both the local business circle and local government,” Ji Nuan said calmly. “We should learn a lesson from this. All necessary seals must be stamped on the official document to avoid this trouble again.”

Xia Tian whispered, sitting beside her with her eyes closed, “You’re not even afraid of such scoundrels and never hesitate to defend your interests. No one dares bully you. You can always find the best solution for any problem, but now you have problems in your marriage. Why can’t you find a solution?”

Ji Nuan opened her eyes and looked out the window at the rapidly retreating scenery.

If Mo Jingshen was still the man he used to be, there would have been no problem in their relationship or marriage, and he would not have allowed any misunderstanding, cold war, or quarrel with her separate them.

However, although Mo Jingshen was still Mo Jingshen, he was no longer the Mo Jingshen in her memory.

Ji Nuan really didn’t know how to face the current Mo Jingshen. When she returned to China with him, she still thought confidently that he was the man she loved and even the highest iceberg would melt someday.

But he didn’t even see her and didn’t even give her the chance to live under the same roof as him.

He was busy with his work in the company, which was not a place for romance. After the Mo Corporation merged with Shine, the management of the company became stricter than before, and she couldn’t go to his company to pester him.

And even if she went to his company, he was not necessarily in it. A few days ago, she went to his company to find him, but Shen Mu said CEO¹ Mo was not there.

It seemed that her courage had been gradually cooled and shattered. Mo Jingshen knew her so well that he knew how to deal with her. When she said she would never divorce and insisted on continuing to be his wife, he didn’t say anything but just disappeared from her life, leaving no trace in her world, so her passion and insistence went completely useless.

Ji Nuan was simply no match for the man in means and ruthlessness, who was the actual ruler of Shine and dominated the dog-eat-dog American business circle for many years.

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It took them only three hours to travel from Jiang City to Hai City by car. During the three hours, Ji Nuan had barely slept. It was late afternoon when they returned to Hai City. To Ji Nuan’s surprise, it was raining.

Ji Nuan didn’t bring an umbrella with her, so she went back to the studio to drive her car. On her way back to the Yu Garden, she passed through a manhole cover that had just turned over, around which there was no protective fence. The rain was so heavy that Ji Nuan could not see clearly, so the car went straight to the manhole cover and the wheels got stuck in it.

She had to get out of the car in the rain, check it, then get back in the car, and make a phone call. By the time the head of the traffic department came to help her move the car, it was an hour later.

When Ji Nuan drove back to the Yu Garden, Auntie Chen was startled to see her. “Didn’t you drive back? Why are you all wet? Come on, take a hot bath, then eat some food, and drink some hot water. Don’t catch a cold.”

Ji Nuan grunted in response. She had hardly gone upstairs to her bedroom when she felt dizzy. She almost lost her footing and leaned against the door for quite a while. She raised her hand and rubbed her temple. Then she went into the bedroom but had no energy or strength left to bathe, but her clothes were too wet for her to go to bed.

She simply sat on the ground for a while, feeling very tired. She worked too hard these days and didn’t eat or sleep well. While dealing with those scoundrels, she had been holding back her anger. She was feeling very sick now. Her ears were buzzing, and it seemed that her strength had reached its limit. Now that she could finally relax, sleepiness swept over her.

Being in her bedroom for nearly an hour, Ji Nuan still didn’t have the strength to enter the bathroom. In the end, she simply lay down on the cold floor and stared at the crystal lamp on the ceiling.

She didn’t know when she fell asleep. The bedroom door was knocked on. Ji Nuan turned over on the floor before she found it too hard. She frowned, opened her eyes sleepily, and heard Auntie Chen calling her outside the door. “Madam, are you out of the shower? Come on, have some food. I made brown sugar ginger tea for you. Come out to drink some. Be careful not to catch a cold. You can’t bear catching a cold. I remember every time you catch a cold, you’ll get a high fever.”

Ji Nuan struggled to sit up on the floor and raised her hand to touch her messy, damp, and drenched hair. Hearing Auntie Chen knocking at the door, she struggled to get up but stumbled. With difficulty, she stabilized her body and went over to open the door. Auntie Chen was shocked to see her pale face.

“Alas, why do you look so pale? Haven’t… you showered yet?”

“No, I’ll go down to grab some food before I take a shower,” Ji Nuan said and went straight out.

Noticing that she was still wearing wet clothes, Auntie Chen was about to say something when she suddenly remembered that after Ji Nuan came back, Mr. Mo didn’t go back to the Yu Garden for several months, during which time she was very scanty with her words. She thought for a while and decided not to say anything. She hurriedly followed Ji Nuan downstairs to turn off the air-conditioner in the living room, in case Ji Nuan would catch a cold.

Ji Nuan walked quietly down the stairs. She was five or six steps from the tiled floor of the hall when she felt sudden dizziness. Darkness came over her eyes. She hurried to catch hold of the rail, but her hand had not yet touched it when she fell headlong. Her head banged against the stairs and her consciousness sank into darkness.

“Mrs. Mo!” Watching Ji Nuan suddenly faint and rolled down the stairs, Auntie Chen let out a cry of terror, ran down to help her up, and hurriedly called for the other servants. “Come on! Call Mr. Mo! Mrs. Mo passed out!”