Chapter 232 - Seeing That White Shirt, She Knew the Man Behind Her Had to be Mo… (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Mo Jingshen was right outside; would it make any difference who went to open the door?

It wasn’t as if they could keep him locked outside.

The bell rang once more; it was a melodious tone, not too loud, nor too sharp on the ears.

However, to her ears, this sound was akin to a tsunami that had suddenly swept across the peaceful ocean. She couldn’t ignore it calmly.

Nan Heng clearly intended on teasing her; he stood in his position without any intention of opening the door, suppressing a smile.

Ji Nuan was still holding the bottle against Feng Ling’s leg; she lingered for a moment and did not stand up.

Watching the both of them, Feng Ling suddenly placed her feet down. “How about I go open the door.”

Nan Heng immediately shot her a cold look. “Don’t be a busybody.”

Feng Ling’s expression faltered. It had been a while since Nan Heng had used the stern tone of a superior to command her. She paused and sat down on the sofa, looking at Ji Nuan. “Mr. Mo must have come for you. Go open the door. The wound on my leg isn’t too serious. I can handle it.”

Although the doorbell did not ring again, Ji Nuan felt it was unlikely for Mo Jingshen to have left. She placed down the bottle of disinfectant, wiped her hands, and stood up to approach the door.

Ji Nuan’s grip against the handle was tight as she opened the door. The figure of the man who had stood outside for a long time was tall. He was still dressed in a low profile, clean white shirt. It led to his originally quiet and reserved temperament to appear warmer and more charismatic.

Ji Nuan raised her eyes toward the man outside, while Mo Jingshen’s gaze had landed on her face the moment the door opened.

An entire month of separation. Previously, she was barely conscious. Perhaps, this was their true ‘reunion.’

After opening the door, Ji Nuan only met his eye for a moment. She did not gain a clear look at the man’s expression before she released the door handle, turning to head back in the room. “I’m going to handle Feng Ling’s wounds first.”

It wasn’t clear if these words were meant for Mo Jingshen, Nan Heng, or Feng Ling. In any case, Ji Nuan did not give the man outside a second look and had already approached Feng Ling’s side.

Suddenly becoming Ji Nuan’s biggest excuse, Feng Ling’s inner thoughts were: “…”

She was really like a little woman who had just learned to love.

She considered Ji Nuan’s normal, composed, and appropriate behavior, and compared it to the current situation; strangely, she felt affection rising for this silly, dumb side of her.

Nan Heng’s gaze was sympathetic as he smiled at Mo Jingshen, who had been left outside the door.

However, Mo Jingshen was completely calm and composed as he walked in; mindless of Nan Heng’s mocking expression. He scanned Feng Ling’s wounds and the blood-stained towels on the sofa and was able to guess what they had gone through earlier.

“What happened? You were intercepted so quickly?” Mo Jingshen looked at Feng Ling. “Why was Ji Nuan with you?”

Why was Ji Nuan with her; he was naturally referring to what had happened today.

Feng Ling had also yet to ask why Ji Nuan had been at the place. She lowered her eyes to look at Ji Nuan, who was disinfecting her wounds by the sofa.

“I haven’t been able to contact you since yesterday. This has never happened before, so I suspected that something had occurred. I was going to visit the neighborhood you lived in for a look when I saw you being cornered.” Ji Nuan did not even lift her head as she seriously cleaned her wounds.

She never thought Ji Nuan would actually be concerned for her, even though she was supposed to be Ji Nuan’s bodyguard.

Feng Ling felt a little ashamed. “My apologies, Mrs. Mo. In the future, I will try my best to prevent this from happening again. If you had come into any harm, it would have been my fault. About today, I’m really…”