Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The servants were startled to see Ji Nuan’s situation. Some of them rushed over and assisted Auntie Chen in pulling Ji Nuan up, and some turned and hurried to call Mo Jingshen.

In the chaos, Ji Nuan woke up as soon as the call went through. Leaning on Auntie Chen’s chest, she frowned and raised her hand to rub her forehead when she heard a servant said on the phone, “Mr. Mo, Madam fainted and fell down the stairs. When will you be back, Mr. Mo…”?

Hearing this, Ji Nuan immediately turned to that servant. “Don’t call him back. I’m fine.”

She spoke softly, but the servant paused, hesitated, and came to her with the telephone.

“Mr. Mo asked me to give you the phone, ma’am…”

Ji Nuan paused, raised her hand, and put the phone to her ear.

His voice was casual and indifferent and cold as usual, which made her shiver. “What? Can’t you even survive without me? Cold, fever, and now even walking can cripple you?”

Ji Nuan had not expected him to return. She just felt dizzy and lost her footing. However, after hearing such cold words, she still felt utterly disappointed.

“I wasn’t trying to force you back. I was just being careless. The servants were too scared for me and made a fuss. Don’t take it seriously. But Yu Garden is our home anyway. Will you never return?”

Mo Jingshen’s voice was calm and flat, and she couldn’t tell what he was thinking at all. “I can see that you like Yu Garden very much. Its ownership has been transferred to you. With this property, you can live a carefree life for the rest of your life and won’t live a depose life again.”

Of course, she wouldn’t live a displaced life again. She had the work and the life she created with her own hands.

Ji Nuan really didn’t have the energy to ask about these matters that were not important to her right now. She clutched the phone and asked again, “Will you never return to Yu Garden, our home, again?”

She got no answer.

Mo Jingshen just hung up.

Cold beeping sound came out on the phone. Ji Nuan listened motionlessly as if she was not certain whether he hung up, or as if she didn’t believe that he suddenly hung up without any other word.

“Mrs. Mo…”

Auntie Chen and the servants were about to help her up, but Ji Nuan just sat on the floor, looking down at the darkened screen.

“I’m fine. I just fell.” Ji Nuan gently pushed their hands away. “I can get up on my own. You don’t have to stay here with me.”

“Madam, let me help you to the table to sit down, all right?” Auntie Chen asked softly.

Ji Nuan nodded, but when Auntie Chen helped her up, she felt dizzy again.

After helping her to the table, Auntie Chen suddenly raised her hand and touched her forehead. “When I held you up just now, I felt the heat through your clothes. Do you have a cold and a fever? Shall I call a doctor?”

“I’m fine. I just got caught in the rain. It’s not that serious. I’ll just have some of the brown sugar ginger tea you just made.”

…

Mo Jingshen stood in the large and cold office and then strolled to the floor-to-ceiling window. On this rainy night, there was no light from the stars and the moon in the sky. Through the window, he could feel the chilly coldness falling onto the office, which was full of materials and documents.

Qin Siting was about to go off work when he received a call. Seeing it was from Mo Jingshen, he picked up the call.

On the other end of the line, his voice was low and deep yet clean. “Find a doctor with the same medical ethics and skills as you and ask him to go to the Yu Garden to see Ji Nuan.”

Qin Siting, who was about to open the door of his car but paused. “What happened to her? Shall I go to see her?”

“No, send a man who she doesn’t know.”

Wondering why he didn’t want Ji Nuan to know the doctor was sent by him, Qin Siting frowned and was about to ask him why, but he had hung up.

…

Ji Nuan had finished eating and drinking the brown sugar ginger tea Auntie Chen had made for her. Her pale face looked a little redder, and she began to sweat a little when the doctor suddenly came.

“Who called for a doctor?” Ji Nuan asked.

“I just called Miss Feng Ling, and she said she would ask Doctor Qin to come over. It seems that Doctor Qin is not in Hai City, so he sent his colleague over.” Auntie Chen told Ji Nuan what she just heard on the phone.

Ji Nuan took a look at the doctor, who smiled at her politely and said Doctor Qin asked him to come here. Hearing this, Ji Nuan nodded at him.

Ji Nuan was not seriously ill. She didn’t rest well these days, nor ate much, so she was too tired, and she had a cold and fever after getting caught in the rain. Besides that, she had no problem. All she needed to do was to take cold pills and antipyretic, rest more, drink more hot water, and eat more to maintain her strength.

She had known this. Auntie Chen was relieved to hear the doctor say there was nothing wrong with Ji Nuan.

After the doctor left, Auntie Chen told Ji Nuan to take a hot bath. She obediently went to the bath, and after taking the pills, she went back to the bedroom and went to bed. As she rolled over in bed, she looked at the other side of the empty bed and touched it.

It had been a long, long time since the last time she felt his smell and warmth.

When he still cared about her, even if she had the slightest illness, he would hug and coax her, as if she was a fragile porcelain doll that he wanted to hold in his hand, but now, she couldn’t even get ill. Whenever she felt ill, it seemed to him that she was trying to bring him back by torturing herself.

Is the image of her as a person who would do anything to achieve her goal so deeply ingrained in his mind?

How warm and happy she felt when she was with him, and how lonely and lost she was when all of this suddenly disappeared.

She wanted to give up. She wanted to leave.

She asked herself, have you really decided to give up?

She knew exactly what kind of man Mo Jingshen was. Whatever he did, he did it for a reason.

But what would make a man willing to die for her push her away again and again?

Ji Nuan sniffed with her stuffy nose. It was getting late, but she had a headache and was not sleepy. She sat up in bed and stared at the white wall under the lamp, but still couldn’t fall asleep after watching it for a long time.

She had a lot of work to do in the studio tomorrow, so she had to go to sleep.

She rubbed her head, turned to fumble in the drawer, and found a box of sleeping pills with only two or three pills. It seemed that Ji Mengran bought it when she was here.

Seeing that the pills had not expired, she got up and went to get a glass of water, drank a sleeping pill, and lay down again.