Chapter 5: We aren't getting a divorce
Not long after, Ji Nuan came out with two bowls of hot noodles, and when she turned back, she saw that Mo Jingshen was talking on the phone.
At the end of the call, Mo Jingshen glanced at Ji Nuan sitting at the table, eyes unblinkingly fixated on him.
It was the first time that Ji Nuan has ever made him a meal. On the surface, she was totally calm, but deep inside, she was nervous.
The two bowls of noodles on the dining table smelled pleasantly mouthwatering. Mo Jingshen's eyes couldn't help but deepen.
All the servants have already retired for the night and so she must have really done all the work in the kitchen.
Mo Jingshen probed: "When did you learn?"
"When I was younger. You don't know about it!" Ji Nuan blinked. "It's just a bowl of noodles, but I've kept my word!"
Mo Jingshen asked no further. Seeing her eagerly waiting, he accepted the pair of chopsticks she was handing and took a mouthful.
This man's manners were naturally elegant. Ji Nuan can see it at first glance.
She has never taken the time to seriously check this man out before. Now, every time she looks at him, her heart burns and always goes pitter patter.....
If Ji Mengran hadn't gotten in the way of sowing discord, would she have fallen in love with him long ago?
After being stared at by Ji Nuan for quite a time, Mo Jingshen raised his head, "What are you looking at? Is something on my face?"
Ji Nuan took a deep breath, reluctant to end their time together after they finished these bowls of noodles tonight.
"Move your things back to the master bedroom...." Ji Nuan said, her face reddening by the minute....
Mo Jingshen just swallowed another mouthful before putting down the chopsticks. He kept silent for a long while before responding: "I'll be at the study tonight. I still have something to deal with. Go and rest early."
With that said, the man's tall and towering frame rose from the seat and left.
Ji Nuan: "..."
She really wasn't devoting herself into seducing him just to lure him into agreeing to the divorce!
She really just wants to live well!
Ji Nuan immediately stood up but heard Mo Jingshen already on the phone with his secretary. He really did have an important conference from the snippets she could hear about a deal tonight.
She had to sit back at the table and support her chin while staring at Mo Jingshen's unrelenting back.
She thought she could taste a victory from her first battle today, it's a pity it fell apart the last minute....
She should have known that Mo Jingshen, this man wasn't easy to sweeten up....
..........
Ji Nuan tossed and turned deep into the night. As she couldn't sleep, she got up and went downstairs to pour herself a glass of milk. Along the way, she thought of bringing a glass to Mo Jingshen as well.
But if her memory serves her right, Mo Jingshen never had a liking for milk.
She stopped short at pouring milk, turned upstairs and walked outside the door of the study.
She stuck her ears against the door and pricked up her ears, but she couldn't hear a thing.
In the the early autumn night, there was already chill in the air.
Time gradually pointed to three in the morning when the door of the study finally opened.
"Ji Nuan?" The moment Mo Jingshen stepped out, he instantly saw her figure by the door fast asleep.
Ji Nuan was jolted awake: "You're done...."
The man scowled as he dragged her up: "Don't you know what time it is? What are you sleeping here for?"
Ji Nuan played dumb. Mo Jingshen brought her to the study and Ji Nuan finally had a look at the place he often stayed at whenever her returns to the Royal Garden.
It was as clean and tidy as his office. Two computers were displaying company data, and some documents and materials were left on the table.
Mo Jingshen saw her wearing a flimsy nightgown and took ahold of her cold hands. Settling her down on the sofa in the study, he wrapped his coat around her before standing in front of her.
"Ji Nuan, how old are you?"
"....."
"Are you still a kid? You don't know you can catch a cold sleeping in the corridor in this kind of weather?'
"I just wanted to wait until you're done. I wanted to talk to you, and somehow, I fell asleep there..."
"It's already very late. If you have anything to say, you can just wait till tomorrow...." Mo Jingshen took note of her pale face from the cold outside.
As a consequence to her sleepless night the night before, her face was a pale shade of gray now. Nothing was more important than letting her get back to sleep.
Ji Nuan was still striving to reason out when she was directly taken out from the study. His warm hand grabbed hold of her wrist with no room for resistance and delivered her to the master bedroom, where he shut the door with a 'bang.'
Mo Jingshen returned to the study to turn off the data on the computer and took a shower in the other room beside the master bedroom.
He just lay down when he heard the door being pushed open. Ji Nuan, whom he just brought back to the master bedroom came out again, trotted to the bed and drilled under the quilt without reserve.
Mo Jingshen: "..."
"Ji Nuan." He sighed, "No matter how many times you retreat to advance or make concessions to gain advantages, we are not gettting a divorce. So you better go back to bed, hmm?"
Ji Nuan buried her face in the quilt beside him, and sulked: "That'd be best! Mo Jingshen, remember your promise today, no matter when, we aren't divorcing!"
As if he hadn't heard her, Mo Jingshen simply held her shoulder and lifted her up, wondering if she had bumped her head too hard today.
Ji Nuan was about to add more when a soft touch from the palm of his hand suddenly landed on her forehead, cutting her off.
He stroked her forehead, avoiding the reddish and swelling on her forehead.
"No fever." He felt his forehead and faintly concluded.
"..."
"It doesn't seem like you've taken the wrong medicine."
"..."
Ji Nuan was speechless, the quilt clenched tightly in her fingers.
She had always been upright, but it seems even if he were to threaten her with death, she was determined to sleep with him tonight and wasn't about to be driven away. Her dainty feet were outside the quilt, exposing her tension and shyness. Her toes were curled, striking an indescribable cuteness.
Mo Jingshen glanced down and silently covered her feet, lest she be cold.
Even if it was a natural and inadvertent maneuver, it warmed Ji Nuan's heart. Her feet straightened into the quilt and unintentionally rubbed them against his leg.
"Stop moving around." Mo Jingshen admonished.
"I did not do it on purpose......"
She instinctively retracted her foot. As a result of her pulling to hard and lifting it again, it run into a place that should not be touched!
She froze, and the air around them plunged into a strange silence.
Ji Nuan subconsciously licked the seams of her lips. Her throat suddenly dried up as she groaned.
"Mo.....uh—"
Mo Jingshen suddenly rolled and pressed her under him. Ji Nuan instantly choked on her words.
"Do you know what it means to play with fire?" Mo Jingshen whispered huskily beside her ear, his darkened eyes, hiding an indescribable beacon of burning flames...