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Tonight, Ji Nuan was far too quiet at the evening party. Most of the attendees had heard that Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo would be personally attending and had specially come to take a look at her.

However, aside from when they saw the two arrive at the entrance, they barely saw Ji Nuan again.

At the moment, Ji Nuan was resting on a couch in the corner of the room. She could barely muster any strength to move with her aching waist and weak legs. Mo Jingshen also understood her condition. He placed his suit jacket on her shoulders and left her to rest comfortably.

As a result…

The other guests did not know where Ji Nuan was, but the ones nearby had all noticed Ji Nuan resting lazily on the couch. They only assumed that she wasn't feeling very well. As they passed by, they all greeted her. Ji Nuan waved back at them with a polite smile.