Therefore, whether he was helping her, or later watching her grow up when she encountered difficulties, but investing a sum of money in her when she needed support, he seemed to be a very realistic and cold-blooded person, but in fact At that time, it was just to train her.
Therefore, from the beginning to now, every step she took in the past three years was still planned by Mo Jingshen, and there was not even a single step wrong.
So, Mr. Senter, her so-called mentor, the person who helped her build the MN Group, was arranged by Mo Jingshen to be around her
Ji Nuan only felt that a certain kind of knowledge was about to collapse from her mind, and some things that she had been confused about seemed to gradually become clear in her mind.
She moved her lips and then asked in disbelief: "So you know everything that happened in the UK in the past three years?"
The man took out a pair of her pajamas and came over to help her put it on. Ji Nuan had no strength and no intention to struggle at the moment. It was useless to struggle anyway, so she allowed the man to take off her blouse and then Help her put on her pajamas, and at the same time pull her shoulder-length hair out to prevent her from being uncomfortable under her pajamas.
Ji Nuan raised her chin and still looked at the man's perfectly curved jaw: "Mo Jingshen, please explain to me clearly."
The man just looked at her like this, his hand still staying at the end of her hair, and his long and well-jointed fingers were running through her hair: "If I could really control many things with one hand, I wouldn't have to force you to divorce, and then force you to get divorced." To solve all this by letting you leave with a cold heart, I always have things that I can't contend with."
Ji Nuan looked at him without saying a word. The man's hand fell on her back, as if to comfort her gently, but also to confirm the thoughts in her heart. His voice was very quiet and indifferent: "Your three years in London." , although it was my arrangement, I did not interfere with anything or inquire about it. The only thing I did was to hand you over to someone who could let me go with peace of mind before you left."
Ji Nuan looked at the handsome and profound face of the man in front of her, and for a moment she didn't know how to describe such a man.
He can calmly strategize in a seemingly arrogant state, he can have strong self-control and motivation to save her life, and he can make her believe that he really doesn't love him when she should. She just believed that he really didn't love her anymore, and now that she could get her back, she discovered that this man's mind was deeper than the sea, and that there were so many things she didn't know about him. .
It seemed that she didn't know anything from the beginning. She could be willful, act recklessly, or seek revenge out of hatred. She could grow up and do whatever she wanted. She thought she was living a very successful life now, but now she didn't know everything. At that time, he knew everything.
Ji Nuan pursed her lips and said nothing for a long time. Seeing that her eyes were dark, the man put his hand on her forehead again, and then touched her neck: "It's still very hot. When you didn't wake up, the fever only went down to thirty." Eight degrees seven, I'm afraid it's still not lower than thirty-eight degrees. Check your temperature again. If it still doesn't come down later, I'll find a way to physically cool you down."
As he spoke, the man removed his hand from her neck.
However, Ji Nuan sat motionless on the bed, looking straight at the buttons on the chest of his shirt, and said with a somewhat harsh voice: "Mo Jingshen."
Hearing the emotion in her tone, Mo Jingshen glanced at her and didn't respond, but he didn't walk away either.
Ji Nuan slowly raised her eyes, her eyes were red with tears rolling inside them. It took a long time before she said, "You are so terrible."
The man narrowed his eyes and looked at her complicated emotions. Before he could say anything, Ji Nuan suddenly got the strength from nowhere. As if she had exploded, she suddenly grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it at him hard. She said nothing. He scolded him, just biting his lip, hitting his face, chest and shoulders with a pillow.
If she really wanted to hit him, she wouldn't have used a pillow, but she hit him with a pillow instead. Obviously she needed to vent, but she didn't want to hit him really hard.
Mo Jingshen stood by the bed and didn't move, letting her keep waving the pillow and attacking him one after another, letting her eyes get redder and redder, and the tears fell more fiercely, and her eyes couldn't explain. Love or hate, maybe both. Love him for everything he did for her, love him from the beginning to now, but also hate his strong and calm and terrifying self-control, hate that he could act as if he had nothing when she lost her child. The same thing happened and dragged her from heaven to hell.
People are most afraid of love, hate and obsession, but she has experienced it. People are most afraid of living for too long, only to end up with the same person, but she has also experienced it!
She beat him until she was tired, but she still slammed the pillow on him hard. The strong white pillow in the hotel was pinched by her hands until it was almost deformed. She didn't know whether to use more strength to hit him or to squeeze the pillow. , all she knew was that she was holding back something that had nowhere to say, and she would really explode if she didn't let it out.
"Ji Nuan." Seeing that she was tired from beating him, Mo Jingshen looked down at the woman's eyes red from crying and her messy hair, and called her name in a low voice.
Ji Nuan didn't seem to hear him, but she seemed to hear him, because her weak movements suddenly turned to increased strength, and the pillow hit his face.
The man suddenly pulled down the pillow that she had been holding on to, and stretched out his arms to pull her into his arms. Ji Nuan's hand was free and hit him on the chin without any warning, but she didn't even stop. Not even a moment, she was even more angry and struggled hard in his arms, punching and kicking her. Her hands kept hitting him on his neck, shoulders, chin and even his face, until she was already Although the manicured nails did not scratch his face, they still scratched the side of the man's face with too much force and left several red marks until her tears soaked the material of the shirt on his chest until Mo Jingshen was almost Even though he asked her to calm down every time, she still slapped him...
Until the man suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips that were wet and salty with tears. He kissed her deeply and pressed her hard to the bed, suppressing her body that had been moving around just now. The force locked her until she gradually collapsed under him, no longer moving, but looking at him with red eyes full of resentment. The man sighed slightly on her lips and kissed the corner of her lips pitifully. Kissed her, then kissed her cheeks, eyebrows, and kissed away the salty moisture on her face.
"Okay, I just ate a few mouthfuls of food. If you do this, it will be digested in a short time. If you are sick, you will look sick. After the fever subsides, I will stand still and let you beat me, okay?" He stroked her cheek with his hand and pushed her hair away from her face.
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(Yesterday, a chapter was locked in a dark room, and more than a thousand words were deleted before it was released. I don’t need to tell you where to find the undeleted parts.)