Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 516 - It’s His, New and Unused

Chapter 516: It’s His, New and Unused

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

As she expected, Mo Jingshen’s gaze rested on the trousers she wore. He looked at her up and down and smiled.

Ji Nuan closed the cabinet speechlessly, feeling it unwise to be in the same room with him. Now she was almost naked, with no bag, no cell phone, and no identification certificate. And she felt as if she had lost her freedom and was not in a position to say ‘no’ to him.

She put her hand on the closet and suddenly asked, “Who did you send to buy clothes for me? Shen Mu? Is it convenient for him to buy women’s underwear?”

He answered casually, “Auntie Chen.”

Ji Nuan grunted in response, turned around and was about to go to bed and sit down for a rest, without further questioning.

She walked two steps, suddenly stopped and turned to look at him. “Auntie Chen?”

The man’s gaze fell on her trousers, which were so long that its bottom was trampled on the ground by her. He said lightly, “Auntie Chen’s youngest son was admitted to Hai City University. She came to accompany him and lived near the university. She had nothing to do, so I asked her to clean the room for me.”

Ji Nuan though she would never be able to see Auntie Chen again after she left the Yu Garden.

She didn’t expect that Auntie Chen was still working for the Mo family and Mo Jingshen. That was good. On the one hand, Auntie Chen’s life and salary would be guaranteed, and on the other, Auntie Chen was a trustworthy person and a good employee.

She was relieved to hear that it was Auntie Chen who would buy clothes for her. She said nothing, sat down on the bed, lifted her legs, and rolled up the long trousers, saying, “May I borrow your phone? The certificates in my bag need to be reapplied, many of which are the certificates of my company. This matter is important and cannot be delayed.”

With that, she looked up and said again, “And your car... you hadn’t changed it for three years, but now you still lost it.”

“En.”

Hearing his placid voice, Ji Nuan looked at him, only to see that he had no intention to talk about that car but handed her a cell phone.

Ji Nuan took a look at it and got up to take the phone. She dialed the phone numbers of a few employees she could barely remember and Xiao Ba’s phone number, saying, “I’ll also have to apply for a new SIM card.”

“Auntie Chen has gone out. She will bring the card to you when she returns with the clothes.”

She didn’t even have the last reason to leave here right now. Ji Nuan held the phone for a moment, then lowered her head and continued to poke the cell phone’s screen, saying nothing.

When she was making the calls, Mo Jingshen turned and went out. Ji Nuan, sitting on the bed, called Xiao Ba and the others, explaining why she was missing these days and telling them to reapply for the documents and certificates that she lost in the sea. Finishing the call, she put down the cell phone and looked at the black cell phone in her hand.

Finally, finishing the job that she was dying to do since she woke up, she calmed down.

The words that Mo Jingshen said that day when he pushed her against the wall of the hotel’s bathroom and held her chin resentfully seemed to ring out at her ears.

“I’ve been trying for three years to change the course of your life, to keep you alive, not to let you die!”

She lowered her eyes, put down the cell phone, sat on the bed for a while, then still got up and walked out.

She rolled up the long trousers so that she wouldn’t step on the bottom of the trousers and could walk more conveniently.

There were no slippers in the bedroom, and she was carried to dinner by Mo Jingshen when she got out of bed, so now she just came out barefoot.

She walked out and was about to ask him something when his low and cold voice rang overhead. “Put on the shoes.”

Ji Nuan paused and was about to say that she had taken all her shoes away three years ago, so she had no shoes to wear.

The man only pointed to the door with his chin. She looked down and saw that he had brought a gray pair of men’s slippers, which was his, new and unused.

She looked at the shoes, came over to put them on, and walked back wearing the slippers much larger than her feet.

As a successful career woman, she was always dressed up in recent years, but now she was wearing a baggy shirt and trousers, with a pair of men’s slippers at her feet, looking even a bit funny. With shoulder-length hair and no makeup, she looked like a high school student wearing adult clothes, looking funny yet strangely charming.

Seeing her like this, the man faintly smiled.

When people were in a familiar environment, they would subconsciously be immersed in the memory of this environment before and even feel that nothing had changed, but at the sight of his smile, Ji Nuan couldn’t calm down.

She turned her head stiffly, but her face was serious. “Mo Jingshen.”

He sat on the sofa opposite, picked up the glass kettle on the end table, and poured her a cup of warm water. “What do you want to say?”

“Will you honestly answer my questions? You won’t cheat me, will you?”

The man put the glass close to her, took a look at her, and said nothing.

She drew closer to him and looked him in the eye. “There are still a lot of things I don’t understand. Do you mean even if I live my life over again, I can’t just change the original course of my life? If I don’t do something, I’ll still die when I’m 30, right?”

He seemed to no longer care much about this process she had never understood and just said casually, “Now as long as you get on with your life, don’t risk your life for anyone, eat regular meals, and keep exercising, I promise you’ll live to be a hundred.”

“So, the death of Su Zhilan and what Ji Mengran had experienced in the one or two years after she was missing have something to do with you?”

The man just looked at her and waited for her to go on.

“How did you do that? What do you know? How did you die in your previous life? Are you reincarnated too? Or you just woke up with those memories? What else did you know that I didn’t?”

Mo Jingshen was not in a hurry to explain, but when he heard she asked, ‘how did you die in your previous life?’, a subtle smile appeared in his eyes, but he still calmly gazed at her for quite a while, and his ink-black eyes were fixed on her. “No matter what had happened in the previous life, at least now I have the time to do something. I’ll no longer watch everything develop out of control. At least, you’re still living, aren’t you?”