Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Shen Mu delivered two documents to the CEO’s office before leaving work. He knocked the door, went in, and saw the man standing in front of the window, as handsome and domineering as usual. Since he was working, his shirt was all buttoned up and he was neatly dressed.

This was how he had been like when he was working in the company in the last three years.

Shen Mu went over and put down the documents. For some reason, he felt the air-conditioning temperature of the room was too low. He turned his eyes to the air-conditioning but found that the temperature was the same as usual, not too low.

“CEO Mo, are you going to attend the dinner party in the Haitai Street Hotel tonight?”

Mo Jingshen put one hand in his trouser pocket, his face deadpan and his voice indifferent. “Yes.”

He only said a word, but how come he felt as if falling into an ice cellar?

It was chilly.

Shen Mu didn’t dare to ask and went out to schedule the dinner party with the secretary.

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After leaving the company, Shen Mu silently followed behind Mo Jingshen. The man walking in front looked stony and inaccessible, walking with firm and steady steps.

He opened the door of the car gracefully and steadily and got into the car.

Sitting in the car, he casually arranged his elaborate and expensive cufflinks.

Everything was the same as usual.

But the atmosphere was so chilly and solemn that Shen Mu didn’t dare to ask him anything.

Mo Jingshen sat in the back of the car and his long legs parted naturally. He turned to look out of the window. His eyes were cold and flickered with an unfathomable gleam.

The car stopped for half a minute at a red light near a French restaurant after passing a busy shopping street, and Mo Jingshen turned his gaze to the transparent windows of the French restaurant.

For a moment, the car was terribly quiet, and the air inside seemed to freeze.

Shen Mu looked carefully back through the rearview mirror, noticed the direction Mo Jingshen was looking in and followed suit to look at the French restaurant.

Ji Nuan had been chatting with the aunt’s son for more than an hour in the restaurant. At first, they were a little shy, but later they lost track of time as they talked about interesting things in the business and American finance industry. They were no longer embarrassed, talking and laughing. The aunt’s son grew to like her, and Ji Nuan kept smiling. Although it was the first time they met, they weren’t quite embarrassed.

But they had been talking for so long that Ji Nuan looked at the time and said with a smile as the waiter served a plate of fruit salad, “Auntie said she was going out to answer a phone, but she has been gone for almost two hours.”

The aunt’s son also took a look at the time and laughed. “My mother has been trying to find me a girlfriend for years, but I’ve been studying abroad and working at the same time. I did have a girlfriend the last couple of years, but we ended up at an impasse because of personality clashes and differences in perspective. After I broke up with her, I didn’t think about finding a girlfriend. My mom and I were half the world away, so she couldn’t control me, but I didn’t expect as soon as I came back, she had arranged me a blind date…”

With that, the aunt’s son went on. “But Miss Ji, you’re really an excellent girl. To be honest, I’m very fond of you. If you don’t mind, I think we can get to know each other better to see if there is chemistry between us. I won’t push you. I can see that you are not interested in this kind of dating.”

Hearing his words, Ji Nuan said sincerely, “Yes, I can’t agree more. We can be friends. Feelings can’t be forced.”

The aunt’s son looked at her, asking, “Miss Ji, do you already have a man you love?”

Ji Nuan had picked up a glass of water. Hearing his words, she didn’t say anything but just slowly drank the water, and then put down the glass.

Since she didn’t want to answer this question, the aunt’s son didn’t ask any longer. Ji Nuan was full and the two of them had been chatting for a long time. Unlike other girls on a blind date who only chatted and felt shy to eat anything, she drank water, sliced the steak or ate some fruit from time to time, looking natural and graceful. She, younger than mature women and younger than teenager girls, had a special temperament. He said with a smile, “I think my mom has gone back to Yuehu Bay. She said you also lived there. We’re on the same way. Let me drive you back?”

“I don’t want to refuse, but my friend just texted me, asking me to visit her tonight. She’ll send someone to pick me up, and I won’t be back to Yuehu Bay tonight, so no, thanks.” Ji Nuan held up her phone, shook it slightly at him and smiled.

The aunt’s son nodded. “OK, I’ll see you into the car when your friend’s driver arrives, and then I’ll go.”

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Outside the restaurant, looking at the man and the woman sitting at the same table talking and laughing, Shen Mu couldn’t help slowly swallowing saliva.

Mr. Vinse left, and there came a bodyguard. When the bodyguard left, she went to a blind date!

Miss Ji was really popular with men…

Ji Nuan had always been popular with men, but she kept a distance from all the other men before, and most of the men would give up and dare not approach her again once they knew she was Mo Jingshen’s wife.

But now she was single. No matter how many men she dated, it made sense.

Besides, men liked chasing beautiful women. She was a beautiful, single, and successful. It would be strange if no man liked and chased a woman like her.

Shen Mu withdrew his gaze, looked at Mo Jingshen at the rearview mirror and asked hesitantly, “CEO Mo, shall we go to the hotel in the Haitai Street? Or pull over here…”

Mo Jingshen remained silent. After several seconds, his cold thin lips moved slightly. “Wait a moment.”

The atmosphere was suffocating.

Shen Mu remained silent too and pulled decisively into the nearest parking space on the side of the road.

Ji Nuan was still talking to the man in the restaurant, and soon both of them got up and walked out of the restaurant. A car stopped by the roadside, and Ji Nuan got into the car alone. The man who had just been with her in the restaurant said goodbye to her politely.

When Mo Jingshen recognized the car belonged to Xia Tian, his eyes were no longer that cold. He still stared out of the window, his right hand resting on the center armrest box and his forefinger slowly tapping as if he was lost in thought.

Then he slowly put down his hands, saying flatly, “Let’s go.”