Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
She didn’t particularly like western food. She liked Chinese restaurants or homely food, which was her habit all the time.
Knowing what Mo Jingshen meant, she looked out of the window deadpan. “No, thanks, CEO Mo. I’ll go home and cook some noodles for myself. You don’t have to treat me to a meal…” She paused and went on. “Sure, I don’t think it necessary for me to treat you a dinner either, so please pull over and let me go. I’ll go home myself.”
Instead of Mo Jingshen, she called him CEO Mo.
Shen Mu pretended not to hear anything. When the car passed by a good restaurant, he slowed the car down.
Ji Nuan’s attitude was still cold, or to be exact, even colder than when she just got in the car.
Mo Jingshen didn’t seem to intend to force her, saying coldly, “Send her back.”
“OK.” Shen Mu sped up the car, driving toward the quarter where Ji Nuan used to live and asking deliberately, “Miss Ji, you still live in your old apartment, don’t you? May I take you there?”
Ji Nuan paused. “No, I moved. Now I live close to my company, on the west side of the city.”
Shen Mu immediately turned the car around and drove toward the west side of the city, saying as he drove, “Alas, luckily, I asked you. Otherwise, I would have driven in the wrong direction. Where do you live on the west side now?”
“Please send me to my company. It’s only a ten-minute walk home from the office. I’ll go back to the office and get something before going home,” Ji Nuan said flatly without any emotion.
Shen Mu hesitated, took a look at Mo Jingshen from the rearview mirror who remained silent, could only say, “OK.”
Ji Nuan thought that it seemed that they didn’t know where she was living now.
So, Mo Jingshen knew where she used to live because he knew it three years ago?
Many people in Yuehu Bay were curious about who that mysterious owner was because his identity seemed to be special. She had once doubted that the owner had something to do with Mo Jingshen. Although she didn’t know why she doubted it, she did see the furniture the workers moved into the apartment, which she thought were quite similar to the decoration style of Mo Jingshen’s apartment in Ao Lan International.
But now she thought it might only be a coincidence. A lot of modern men should like that simple and elegant black-and-white decoration style. Perhaps she just thought too much.
Shen Mu didn’t seem to know her new residence, so she was overthinking.
After the car reached the west side of the city and was about to reach Yuehu Bay, Ji Nuan looked into the distance and didn’t look at Yuehu Bay. It was quiet in the car. Mo Jingshen, who was a bit drunk, was taking a rest with his eyes closed, saying no more.
Shen Mu didn’t look at Yuehu Bay either, drove the car straight past the gate of Yuehu Bay, and headed for the office building of the MN Group.
When the car finally reached the MN Group, on the square in front of the company, Ji Nuan thought Shen Mu was about to stop the car and was about to thank him, when Mo Jingshen slowly opened his eyes and said in a low voice, “You haven’t eaten since noon. No matter how busy you are, you don’t have to torture your stomach. Get out of the car and get something to eat.”
The square in front of the office building was surrounded by cafes and fast-food restaurants, as well as other kinds of restaurants.
Without raising her eyelids, Ji Nuan said coldly, “No, thanks. I’m not hungry.”
Mo Jingshen looked cold and calm as usual as if what she saw in Shine was just her illusion. His tone was clear and low. “Not hungry? Then accompany me to eat something.”
Ji Nuan glared at him. “CEO Mo, I think you’re drunk, aren’t you? I’m not hungry. I don’t want to eat anything. Why should I accompany you to eat something?”
Looking at her cold and even impatient face and thinking how gentle her tone was when she just answered that call, Mo Jingshen cast a cold glance at her. “you can have dinner with him but not with me?”
She never expected Mo Jingshen to speak in such a tone!
Ji Nuan withdrew her gaze and curved the corners of her lips, but she was not smiling. “As you said, Mr. Vinse has helped me through a few tough times in the past three years, so I treat him to dinner, but why should I accompany you to dinner? We are just acquaintances and not even friends. I don’t think it proper for us to have a meal together and near my company.”
Mo Jingshen, who had opened the door of the car, paused and suddenly turned to look at her and closed the door.
When Ji Nuan heard the door shut, her heart sank. Instinctively, she looked at him defensively. “I’m going out of the car!”
“You have two choices, go out of the car to eat something, or live in the car tonight. Make your choice.” The man looked at her cold face and said casually, “After all, the one who was suffering from hunger and stomachache is not me, OK?”
Ji Nuan: “…”
She did have an upset stomach now, but she didn’t want to give in.
But the door of the car that was finally opened was shut again, making her feel as if her chance to escape was also lost because of her stubbornness.
This man was Mo Jingshen, a bigshot who stamped his foot, and the whole Hai City would shake. Everyone was afraid of him and dared not mess around with him.
Except for the fact that she was his ex-wife, she was not different from anyone else to him.
What did she have to provoke or disobey him?
Ji Nuan lowered her eyes and asked flatly, “What do you want to eat, CEO Mo?”
“Anything will do. It’s up to you.”
He had just come back from a party and had drunk some wine. He probably had eaten something, but people usually wouldn’t eat much at this kind of party.
When the car passed by a beef noodle restaurant in front of her company, Ji Nuan said, “Shen Mu, please park here.”
Shen Mu immediately pulled over.
When the car stopped, Ji Nuan opened the door and got out without another word.
Without asking Mo Jingshen whether he would like to eat beef noodles, she quickly walked into the beef noodle restaurant and took an empty seat. A waiter came over and asked her what she would like to eat, and Ji Nuan said a bowl of beef noodles.
As soon as she said so, she saw Mo Jingshen follow her in.
He looked at her and didn’t seem to be drunk at all. His dark eyes were clear and clean.
She paused and coldly said, “Two bowls.”
After the waiter turned to leave, Ji Nuan put her bag down, refusing to look at the man in front of the door.
This was a very ordinary beef noodle restaurant. It was small, but there were many customers. The smell of beef noodles wafted through the air, and the restaurant looked clean.
A big shot like Boss Mo must have seldom or never been to such a small restaurant.
Ji Nuan looked up again, only to see the man took a look at the restaurant, withdrew his gaze, and walked up to her.
