《[1] Young Master Mo , Are You Done Kissing ?》Chapter 134: Afraid of Having a Head Full of White Hair
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"Very good." Mo Shaoze was filled with rage. "I look forward to seeing what sort of capabilities this Ji Nuan has to be able to have the Mo family's elder be so taken with her!"
"She doesn't need any capabilities. She just has to be Ji Nuan," Mo Jingshen replied calmly.
Elder Mo immediately chimed in. "Likewise, this elder also wants to see what capabilities that An Shuyan actually has for you to employ underhanded ways and force your own son!"
Elder Mo glared at the dark-faced Mo Shaoze. "As the saying goes, 'To each his own.' Just because you like An Shuyan, don't try to push her to Jing Shen! Everyone is their own unique person with their own interests. So long as Jing Shen likes Ji Nuan, so long as the two of them can live happily and beautifully as a couple, you shouldn't let anyone get involved between them! How can you still call yourself Jing Shen's father!"
Mo Shaoze smile coldly. "Such a disrespectful person like Ji Nuan, don't expect me to accept her in this lifetime."
"If you can take out the right attitude to treat one's daughter-in-law, Ji Nuan would naturally be able to provide the respect one should offer to an elder." Mo Jingshen's tone did not hold any warmth. "This is the basic respect one should offer between people."
Elder Mo nodded. "That's right, it's an equal exchange. Nitpicking from one side is not the attitude an elder should have. You're being unreasonable!"
Mo Shaoze's face was steel black. He abruptly glared at the two unmoving guards by the door. He wanted to shout the words 'garbage,' as they were unaware of when Ji Nuan had even entered the room last night. However, he was angered to the point where he did not even wish to speak. His expression was heavy as he abruptly turned to leave.
No one tried to stop him. The floor returned to its original peace.
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Elder Mo glanced at Mo Jingshen and asked kindly, "Jing Shen, were you all right last night?"
"I'm fine. I've made you worry." Mo Jingshen's smile was light.
The elder nodded. "Your father's foul temper has been like this since he was young. Since he was unsuccessful last night, his face most likely is struggling to be put down. He won't be able to keep this up for longer than a few days. As long as there are no misunderstandings between you and our Ji brat, all is well."
"Grandfather, don't worry. I'm very clear headed." Ji Nuan fluttered her lashes at the elder.
"Aiyo, you sure seem pleased with yourself now. Has the little figure that locked herself in Jing Shen's room last night—curling up on the bed, hugging a pillow, and stifling her tears—disappeared?"
Ji Nuan's face burned. "Grandfather, how can you laugh at me!"
Elder Mo laughed loudly. "Won't laugh, I won't laugh! Hahaha..."
The elder chuckled while smiling brightly at Mo Jingshen. "Jing Shen, you better watch this wife of yours tightly. Don't you dare lose her. If you were to let her down, you better watch it. This old man will break your legs!"
Ji Nuan saw the elder raise his walking stick and instinctively moved to stand in front of Mo Jingshen.
Mo Jingshen smiled, tugging the little woman who had moved to protect him behind. His voice was clear, like a stream running down the river. "I know."
Elder Mo finally harrumphed in satisfaction. His eyes flitted past Ji Nuan. "How exactly did you get in here last night?"
Ji Nuan winked at the elder with a smile. "It's a secret."
"Little one, you're even keeping your grandfather in suspense! All right, most likely the both of you didn't sleep well last night. Quickly go back and rest. I'll think of a way to grasp hold of Jingshen's father." Elder Mo walked away with his walking stick as he muttered under his breath, "After staying in America for so many years, Shao Ze sure has become used to ordering people around. Everything has to be done his way; his desire to be in control is too strong. I think he must be sick of the position he is given..."
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Ji Nuan returned to the room on the 30th floor to retrieve the bag she had left behind. She then made a call for someone to quietly send that innocent secretary back.
She placed her phone down, raising her eyes to see Mo Jingshen standing in front of the windows.
The floor-to-ceiling windows were closed. He stood there, looking past the windows toward the balcony outside.
Ji Nuan walked over, reaching out to hold his waist from behind and pressing her face against his back. She breathed in the fresh scent of morning dew on him, felt the regular temperature of his body, and rubbed her face against his back with a smile.
"In the future, I don't wish to visit this hotel anymore. You didn't sleep very well last night. Let's change places, you need to rest." She pressed against his back as she spoke.
He grasped the hands that stretched toward his front. Mo Jingshen's gaze remained fixed outside the balcony. The 30th floor overlooked the boundless ocean. Outside the window, the autumn wind was blowing, causing the trees downstairs to wave lightly.
He did not speak and only held onto her hands very gently and warmly.
The room was quiet for a long time. Ji Nuan decided to move in front of him. She cuddled in his embrace and raised her head, acting spoiled. "I know I was wrong to take such risk last night. I promise next time, I'll definitely..."
"There won't be a next time." Mo Jingshen finally opened his mouth, but his lowered gaze was filled with sternness.
"All right, there won't be a next time!" Ji Nuan raised her hand and made a swearing gesture. "I promise I won't climb so high again! I promise!"
Mo Jingshen kept on watching her sternly. Ji Nuan tugged his collar down to lower his head. She pressed two kisses on his chin and acted adorably while smiling. "I've already promised! Don't be mad anymore! Last night, if I kept waiting at home, I would surely have a head full of white hair by the time everything ended. This way is better..."
Mo Jingshen's hand pinched her face, touching the small red mark left on her face last night. It was no longer as obvious. The warm finger gently rubbed that area. His brows and eyes were heavy and quiet as he focused on her as though peering into her soul.
He stared at Ji Nuan until her heart faltered. However, she remembered that this hotel was not suitable for them to stay in and immediately tried to retreat from his embrace.
The man's arm suddenly tightened around her. He stared straight at her and leaned down to kiss her.
"Uu, don't... dirty..." Ji Nuan hurried to move her face away after being kissed. "I haven't properly showered. After waking up, I didn't even wash my face or brush my teeth. I must be filthy, don't kiss..."
Before she could even finish her words, her face was abruptly forced back by him. The man held the side of her face to prevent her from moving away. As he pressed another kiss on her, he pushed aside her teeth and moved his tongue in for a deep kiss. He did not give her the slightest opportunity to run away.
She stared at him with wide eyes.
In the next moment, the man pressed her against the wall. As she had yet to brush her teeth, Ji Nuan refused to open her mouth. Her entire body was uncooperatively stiff. Yet, his arms tightened to lock her in his embrace, as though wanting to press her into his body and become one with her.
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