The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 173: Mo Jingshen's calm eyes suddenly turned cold under the shadow of the lamp

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Ji Nuan froze in place.

The sound of fine Italian handmade leather shoes on the ground was steady and powerful, but it brought some ominous signals to Ji Nuan's ears.

As soon as she adjusted her facial expression to show a smile that seemed like nothing had happened to her, she felt a cool finger touch her shoulder.

"Hand, stretch out." Mo Jingshen said calmly.

"..." Ji Nuan looked at him motionless, not moving.

The expression on the man's face gradually cooled down. After staring at her for a long time, he suddenly chuckled coldly: "How long do you think you can hide her?"

Ji Nuan sighed inwardly.

I really didn't want to tell him that I accidentally got into trouble due to my negligence today. It was really embarrassing.

She subconsciously took another step toward the door, hoping to take advantage of Mrs. Chen's presence in front of the door to get in first.

"Come here." Mo Jingshen's voice was a little deeper.

Ji Nuan had no choice but to walk over with his head lowered, while Mo Jingshen looked down at her.

She paused for a moment, and then saw Feng Ling still outside the imperial garden gate. She guessed that there was really no way to hide this matter any longer, so she had to stretch out the two hands behind her back.

Mo Jingshen only glanced down at her gauze-wrapped palms and slightly red and swollen fingers, grabbed her wrist directly, and strode toward the villa. Seeing his cold face, Mrs. Chen didn't dare to come over and talk. Ji Nuan was taken all the way upstairs and into the room by him.

"This is just a skin injury. I didn't let Feng Ling tell you because I was afraid of worrying you. Besides, I've already gone to the hospital to take care of it. It'll be fine if you don't touch water for the next few days. Don't get sick..." Ji Nuan knew that Mo Mo The depth of field was clearly the calm before the storm, so he had no choice but to keep explaining without giving up any opportunity to ease his mood.

Mo Jingshen didn't respond, pushed open the bedroom door and took her in: "Go in, I'm in a bad mood now, don't let me say it a second time."

Ji Nuan was stuck on the tip of his tongue by this sentence, so he had no choice but to enter the bedroom.

As soon as the door was closed, she turned around and saw that Mo Jingshen's expression was indeed very unkind.

"Explanation." He spat out these two words coldly.

"First of all, please don't blame Feng Ling. She has done her job very well. Everything was my own negligence. I asked her not to tell you yet." Ji Nuan said helplessly.

Mo Jingshen took off his coat and threw it aside. He unbuttoned his collar with a not-so-gentle movement, and said in a deep voice to Ji Nuan: "Don't rush to cover up for others. Since you let her hide it from me first, you Just explain it to me yourself, why is it that your hand is injured like this after less than ten hours after going to the studio?"

Ji Nuan had no choice but to truthfully tell him everything that happened today. She saw the clear and clear look in the man's eyes when he heard about the dismembered doll in a wedding dress. She spoke very quickly. He also talked about how he was taken to the hospital by Feng Ling and went to Qin Siting to treat his wounds.

The purpose is to let him know that Feng Ling is really responsible for her, and don't take his anger out on Feng Ling because of such a trivial matter.

"Have you checked the source of the express delivery?" Mo Jingshen's tone softened, but rather than saying it was relaxing, it was more like there was some kind of unexplainable danger hidden in it: "Feng Ling listens to you now, how dare he do such a thing? Hiding it from me, it seems that it’s time to find someone else by your side.”

"Don't! I really don't blame her for this. She knows that I will come back no matter what at night. You will know about it sooner or later, so I let her hide it for a few hours. After all, you are in the company during the day and I don't want you to be separated. Heart." Ji Nuan explained.

Seeing that Ji Nuan was busy defending Feng Ling and thinking about whether he would be distracted in the company, but not paying too much attention to her own safety, Mo Jingshen seemed to smile, but Ji Nuan was not sure what he was doing. Is it a smile or a sneer.

She could only hear a hint of smile in his tone, but the smile made her worry about whether Feng Ling would be punished for this incident.

"Take care of yourself first." Mo Jingshen looked at her with a cold tone.

Ji Nuan paused for a moment and had to say: "It was an international express delivery. What can be found is that it was sent from the United States. All the sender's information has been hidden."

"Where is the tracking number?"

"It's in the photo album on my phone and I took a photo."

Mo Jingshen took her phone directly, opened it, took a look, and sent the photo with the odd number to his phone.

"Go sit down first." Mo Jingshen looked at her again.

Seeing his expression, Ji Nuan felt inexplicably that it would be better not to offend him, so she turned around and sat down by the bed.

Seeing that she was obedient, Mo Jingshen's expression softened a little, and he closed the door and went out.

Half an hour later, Shen Mu called Mo Jingshen back: "Mr. Mo, I checked and found that the tracking number of this international express delivery was indeed deliberately hidden. The sender should have given it to many courier companies in Los Angeles. Money, generally things sent from the United States to the country, are not particularly stringent in passing the U.S. Customs inspection, and there are human factors, so they can be sent to the country smoothly."

"Since it was artificially hidden, it means it can still be found." Mo Jingshen said coldly.

"Yes, I contacted the people in Los Angeles, and after special tracing, only the last name of the sender was revealed."

"Last name?"

"Su."

Upon hearing this surname, Mo Jingshen's calm eyes suddenly turned cold under the shadow of the lamp.

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There is a little benefit to the injury to the hand.

For example, Qin Siting told her not to bend or move her hands for two days, and not to touch water for five days.

So when Ji Nuan had dinner, Mrs. Chen brought the dinner to her. She sat at the table and Mo Jingshen fed her personally.

"Open your mouth."

"ah."

"Open your mouth."

"ah… "

Seeing that her hand was injured like this, but she kept winking and smiling while eating, as if she was very proud to be fed by him himself, Mo Jingshen threw the chopsticks on the table, picked up the spoon and fed her a mouthful of soup.

Ji Nuan raised her mouth and drank it in. Then she saw Mo Jingshen feeding her food seriously, even as if he was afraid of burning her. He was staring at her mouth when she was drinking soup. Originally, he was staring at her mouth. They have all been blown by him and are not hot at all, but he is still too careful.

Ji Nuan laughed, almost out loud, and sat at the table with his hands on his legs, accepting the feeding from Boss Mo like an obedient primary school student.

"Still laughing? Didn't I put a bomb in the express to blow up your hands and cripple them?" Mo Jingshen stuffed her with another mouthful of soup.

"I feel happy to be fed by you. Who can't be happy when your husband is in pain?" Ji Nuan was in a good mood.

Mo Jingshen scoffed coldly, said nothing, and continued feeding.