He Tightly Held Her Wrist, Preventing Her from Moving
Editor: Henyee Translations
Ji Nuan's smiled slightly. "How can I stop people from saying things they wish to say? I admit that in the past, I was spoiled by my father. But that doesn't mean I didn't have any redeeming qualities. As someone with status, you should be similarly aware that when you step into high society, the only thing visible is your reputation. They'll blow up any of your flaws they can find, desperate to tear apart your radiance and crush it into the ground. Who cares about your actual character?"
Mo Shaoze closed his eyes and allowed Ji Nuan to massage his head as she pleased. He did not speak any further.
After ten minutes, Ji Nuan's hand was slightly sore, but she maintained the same amount of strength. Although she was not a professional, she was still able to find all of the acupuncture spots; every squeeze was accurate.
"Earlier in the hot springs, you were inside with Jingshen." All of a sudden, Mo Shaoze spoke up with a cold and heavy voice.