It Wasn't as Simple as 'Till Death Do Us Part'

The rays from the bedside lamp scattered across the bed and barely landed on him. However, Ji Nuan was able to see the man's face clearly.

She played with his hand, stroking her fingers back and forth across his palm: "This is the first time I've heard you mention your mother. What sort of person is she? She's able to share a lifetime with Chairman Mo while receiving Grandfather Mo's fondness; she must be a woman with great emotional intelligence, right?"

Mo Jingshen raised his brows and withheld a smile: "Aren't you the one Grandfather likes the most?"

"Every time I hear Grandfather bring up your mother, he sounds both fond and admiring. I've never interacted with her. You mentioned that she's someone who enjoys studying health and wellness, so I felt curious." Ji Nuan pressed her fingers against his, nudging their palms together before interlocking fingers with him. She then raised her eyes to look at him.