Very Good, That Glass of Water Was for Nothing

Ji Nuan wanted to tug on her collar. Mo Jingshen raised his hands to press hers down, looking at her with his dark eyes.

Shen Mu brought over the ice water. He did not dare to look at Ji Nuan, keeping his gaze away in case he caught something he should not have.

"President Mo, your water," Shen Mu said softly.

Mo Jingshen glanced at the chair along the hallway. He took the glass and carried Ji Nuan over to sit down, bringing the glass to her lips. "Here, drink some water."

Ji Nuan felt the ice-cold glass and rushed to drink several mouthfuls. The ice added to the water helped to suppress some of the heat in her body.

She closed her eyes in fatigue and as though asking for help, she pressed against Mo Jingshen's neck to whisper, "It's so hard to bear…"

Shen Mu coughed. "President Mo, I'll drive you and Miss Ji to the hospital. Or, should we go to the Yu…"

Mo Jingshen tightened the blazer around Ji Nuan, his voice calm and cold. "You settle the people here. Let those who are unaware of anything go. As for those who were aware and involved, you know what to do."

"Yes, I understand."

"Investigate if anyone aside from Zhou Yanyan was involved and if it was related to the Zhou family. Don't leave anyone out."

Mo Jingshen finished his words, placing the empty glass aside. He picked up Ji Nuan and walked out.

Shen Mu rushed to follow. "President Mo, shall I arrange for a chauffeur…"

Mo Jingshen glanced at the little woman who kept rubbing her head against his neck disobediently and hoarsely spoke, "It's fine."

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Mo Jingshen carried the barely conscious Ji Nuan into the car and helped her with the seat belt. After making sure she would not suddenly fall off from the seat, he touched her burning hot face and sighed softly, closing the door.

After getting on the car, Ji Nuan's head suddenly fell over toward his side.

She slid down through the belt in her seat, unable to sit properly.

Mo Jingshen furrowed his brows. He reached his hands out, wanting to help her readjust her belt. However, in her discomfort, Ji Nuan accidentally pressed onto the button releasing the belt. In an instant, she slid down from the seat, almost landing on her butt.

Mo Jingshen: "…"

He reached out to haul her up, leaning over to tug at the seatbelt. Ji Nuan suddenly opened her eyes, staring at him dazedly. Her face was red and her eyes were shining with tears.

"This medicine… is too much… why is it that every man… in my eyes… they all have my husband's face…"

Mo Jingshen lowered his eyes to look at the little woman who kept speaking nonsense. "What other faces have you seen that are like mine?"

"Just now ah… in the room…" She closed her eyes, speaking dazedly, "I think I saw my husband save me… but… he's overseas right now. Even if he came back, the earliest he would arrive is tomorrow morning… how could he be here…"

Very good, that glass of water was for nothing.

In a blink of an eye, he had become an illusion in her mind.

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The black Ghost sped along the road. They were still a long distance away from the Yu Garden.

They drove past a hospital but did not stop.

By the side, Ji Nuan's head kept drooping down. She was clearly tolerating the burning and suffocating discomfort.

Mo Jingshen glanced at the luxury condo that was not far away from the Mo Corporation, driving over.

The car very quickly approached the condo. Right before they arrived, Mo Jingshen heard the sound of the seat belt clicking open once more.

Ji Nuan, who initially sat by the driver's seat, suddenly fell over to his side. Her two hands tightly wrapped around his neck as she pressed her soft, burning body against his. She subconsciously pressed against him… rubbing back and forth…

Her position and movements caused the veins in Mo Jingshen's forehead to throb heavily.

"I'm really hot… hubby… help me…" Ji Nuan hugged him, pressing her head in his neck.

Hot breaths escaped her lips. She messily kissed and nibbled his neck. "Hubby… quickly help me… I'm going to die from this… I beg you…"

Mo Jingshen held onto the steering wheel, pushing her a distance away from his embrace, raspily saying, "Don't move about as you please. I'm driving."

"Hot… so hot…" Ji Nuan pressed against his body, unwilling to move away as she continued writhing in his embrace.

Her words were all choked out as she instinctually rubbed against his body. Her smooth and long legs conveniently wrapped around his waist.

Because of her action, Mo Jingshen had to bring the car to a stop by the road.

He glanced at Ji Nuan clinging onto his body like an octopus, his gaze deep. "Go back to your seat first. Be obedient; we're almost there, en?"

"I don't want to… I'm so hot… so hot, so hot, so hot, so hot…"

Ji Nuan tightly held onto his neck with one hand; her other hand rubbed around his body. Suddenly, she found the collar of his shirt and stuck her hand inside, rubbing around the skin.

After coming into contact with an extremely nice and firm chest, she was burning and uncomfortable. She buried herself into his arms and tried to move over to sit on him!

By this point, she was no longer in control of her actions. She was just about to shift her butt over when Mo Jingshen forcefully held onto his barely remaining restraint, pushing her back to her seat.

Mo Jingshen pressed her down with one hand, his other hand on the steering wheel as he sternly warned her, "Behave!"

Ji Nuan did not speak and completely did not heed his warning. With a strength that seemed to come out of nowhere, she slid out of his hand like a mudfish. She was unable to leave her seat so she leaned her head over onto his lap directly.

The instant Mo Jingshen lowered his gaze to look at her, she reached her hand out in an attempt to undo his belt.

Previously she had opened this thing once. However, this belt seemed different from the one before. After half a day, she still could not open it.

Mo Jingshen pressed her hands down as the car drove at a terrifying speed into the underground carpark of the condo area.

The car finally stopped, but Ji Nuan was unaware of where exactly she was. It was only when the car door opened and she was carried out that she looked toward the man who had brought her into the elevator with a dumb expression.

"Hubby…" Ji Nuan spoke unhappily.

She was in so much discomfort. Why did he not bring them home?

"En," Mo Jingshen lowly replied, his voice deep and hoarse.

"I'm… I'm going to die of heat…"

"En," the same, soft and quiet reply became even more deep and hoarse.

Ji Nuan wanted to ask why he had brought them here instead of heading home, but she could not say much. Every time she tried to say something, it almost always came out as a whimper. She could only bite her lips as she looked pitifully at the man she could not touch even though he was right in front of her.

By this point, she had finally regained some consciousness. Mo Jingshen had actually returned from his trip?

He said three days, and he kept it to three days—what a punctual, good husband.

Ji Nuan leaned her head against his embrace until Mo Jingshen carried her out of the lift. The surroundings were unfamiliar yet quiet. She did not have the time to look around and only heard the sound of the security number being keyed into the door. Before she knew it, Mo Jingshen carried her through the door—