Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

“What did you say? Do you have the guts to repeat that?” Ji Mengran was filled with rage.

Feng Ling’s expression was cold and indifferent. As requested, she fully repeated her words. “The Ji family’s Second Miss is to be treated like a dog. She cannot be allowed within a ten-meter radius near Mrs. Mo.”

“You sure have some guts!” Ji Mengran never expected she would be so daring and in a fit of anger, she swung her bag to smash against her body.

In the end, that short-haired woman smoothly grabbed her wrist and harshly forced it back. Ji Mengran wailed in pain as her wrist was almost snapped.

“Ah—”

To prevent the noise from disturbing Ji Nuan who was in a meeting, Feng Ling moved her hand away as Ji Mengran’s face turned pale from the pain. At the same time, she harshly pushed her around two meters away.

“Scram.” Feng Ling directly and efficiently chased her away.

Ji Mengran had just arrived and was dealt with such a strong blow. She was trembling from anger.

Was this woman the bodyguard Mo Jingshen had arranged to be by Ji Nuan’s side?

After that small incident in the Mo family, Mo Jingshen actually was prohibiting her from even approaching Ji Nuan!

Ah, how precious of a treasure was Ji Nuan exactly? Did he have to protect her so attentively?

She was just a vixen who was relying on the reputation as the beautiful first ‘warmth’ [1. Nuan means warmth.] in Hai Cheng!

“Since you recognize me, you should know the Ji family are influential figures in Hai Cheng, yet you dared to use so much force against me! No matter who sent you here, do you know I can sue you!” Ji Mengran rubbed her wrist; her skin was already turning red. She angrily glared at the woman. “There’s never been a bodyguard that dared to treat me this way!”

Feng Ling appeared as though she did not hear anything. She remained standing there, maintaining her cold indifference.

Ji Mengran refused to give up and approached once more. In the end, she did not cover much distance before Feng Ling’s ice-cold gaze swept past her again. Her cold eyes landed on Ji Mengran’s reddened wrist, as though if she really dared to approach, she would snap her wrist without any hesitation.

Ji Mengran did not soften her expression, but her heart shivered instinctively. She paused her movements, hesitating for a moment as her gaze shifted toward the glass doors of the studio.

Feng Ling expressionlessly shifted, blocking her view. She did not even allow her to size up the studio.

Although Ji Mengran was angry, she was still wary and did not challenge her directly. She angrily turned away and walked out.

After being slapped by Ji Nuan previously, Ji Mengran was still somewhat fearful and did not meet with Ji Nuan again.

Previously, she had wanted to make use of An Shuyan’s return from America to instigate a fire but did not manage to gain any benefits.

She really wanted to know what exactly was up with Ji Nuan.

Could it be that there was someone powerful giving her advice?

She had to be hiding something!

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“Boss Nuan, the head of the town hall’s National Land Agency has already arrived at Xi Min Square for his inspection!” Xiao Ba ran into Ji Nuan’s office to report.

Ji Nuan glanced at the time and stood up with her car keys. “Let’s go take a look.”

Xiao Ba held the documents she had prepared and followed Ji Nuan out of the studio.

Ji Nuan’s car was around a hundred meters away from the parking lot when a taxi suddenly followed behind. Ji Mengran sat in it, speaking to the driver, “Follow them, keep following them. Maintain a distance and don’t let them notice.”

Ji Mengran found that Ji Nuan’s actions were rather strange. She usually had very few social events she had to attend. Since the car was not heading in the direction of the Yu Garden, nor was it headed toward Mo Corporation, could it be that she was going to her new residence?

Right now, Ji Nuan was too heavily guarded, and they had already shed all pretense of cordiality; Ji Mengran could no longer approach openly and could only secretly follow her to wait for an opportunity.

Feng Ling was driving. Her gaze casually moved toward the rear view mirror for several seconds.

All of a sudden, the car sped up. Xiao Ba, who sat in the front passenger seat, turned back to hand documents to Ji Nuan who was seated behind. “Boss, these are the documents we’ll be showing the head of the National Land Agency for approval. Take a look at it. I’ve already examined it; there shouldn’t be any major problems.”

Ji Nuan received it, lowering her head to flip through it seriously. It was as though she was completely unaware of the situation behind them.

Feng Ling’s driving skill was exceptional. She smoothly turned the car onto a small road by the side and quickly drove through it. Although the car was moving steadily, the sudden change in speed caused the confused Xiao Ba to ask, “Why are you suddenly driving so fast!?”

Feng Ling did not speak. Her ice-cold eyes scanned the rearview mirror, keeping track of the situation behind.

Ji Nuan did not bat an eyelid as she continued looking through the documents in her hands. She did not even make a sound or ask a single question.

When Ji Mengran noticed they were accelerating, she wondered if she had been found out. Was Ji Nuan really hiding something she could not let anyone know?

Could it be Ji Nuan was going to meet someone? Was it someone Mo Jingshen did not know?

Ji Mengran tossed another two hundred dollars at the driver, ordering, “Chase them!”

The driver received the money and continued stepping on the accelerator. However, a simple taxi could not compete against Ji Nuan’s Mercedes-Benz. They were constantly being left behind and were madly trying to catch up.

Ji Nuan’s car did not stop even as it passed by Xi Min Square. Xiao Ba shouted in the car, “Aiya, we’ve arrived, we’ve arrived! Why aren’t you stopping the car?”

Feng Ling disregarded Xiao Ba’s clamor, expressionlessly increasing the speed of the car.

After scanning the documents in her hands, Ji Nuan finally raised her head and said mildly, “Continue driving. Make a few more rounds.”

Hearing this, Feng Ling’s eyes lit up. She continued driving, this time choosing a more isolated, small road.

The car made a detour for almost an hour. It was four in the afternoon when they left the studio. By now, it was already five-thirty the evening. They neared a district in Hai Cheng where most of the buildings had been demolished, and its inhabitants relocated. Dust filled the air and caused their vision of every path to be muddled.

Ji Mengran had an increasing sense Ji Nuan had something to hide. Otherwise, there was no way she would drive as though she was trying to make the car soar, making it so difficult for them to follow.

Finally, as they approached the abandoned district, Ji Nuan’s car abruptly entered a turn in front. When they tried to follow, they could not even see hide nor hair of them!

“Where did they go?” The driver had a suspicious expression. There were two paths ahead. It was impossible to tell which direction that car had taken.

“This place is filled with fragments of demolished buildings. The more we drive in, the narrower the path gets. No matter how capable that car is, it can’t have gone too far.” Ji Mengran spoke, “I’ll go in to take a look. Stop the car here and wait for me.”

After alighting, Ji Mengran felt Ji Nuan was really strange. Why did she come to such a place?

The sky gradually turned dark, causing the place to appear shadier. It was suited for keeping things out of sight!