Chapter 173: Mo Jingshen's Quiet Eyes Suddenly Become Cold Under the Shadow of the Lamp
Ji Nuan stayed in place.
The sound of the 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 didn't happen to her at all, she felt a cool finger on her shoulder.
"Hand, stretch out." Mo Jingshen said calmly.
"..." Ji Nuan looked at him motionlessly, not moving.
The expression on the man's face has gradually cooled down. He stared at her for a long time, and he suddenly chuckled coldly: "How long do you think you can hide?"
Ji Nuan sighed in her heart.
I really don't want to tell him that I accidentally got into trouble today because of my negligence. It's really embarrassing.
She took a step back into the door subconsciously, wanting to take the opportunity of Sister Chen in front of the door to go in first.
"Come here." Mo Jingshen's voice was already a little deep.
Ji Nuan was helpless, so she walked over with her head lowered, Mo Jingshen looked down at her.
She paused for a while, and then saw Feng Ling still outside the gate of the Yuyuan Garden. She guessed that there was really no way to hide this matter, so she had to stretch out her two hands behind her back.
Mo Jingshen only lowered his eyes and glanced at her palms and slightly red and swollen fingers that were wrapped in gauze. He grabbed her wrist and strode into the villa. Sister Chen didn't dare to come over to speak when he saw his cold face. Ji Nuan was taken all the way upstairs by him and into the room.
"I have a little skin injury. I didn't let Feng Ling tell you because I was afraid that you would be worried. Besides, I have already gone to the hospital for treatment. It will be fine if I don't touch the water for a few days. Don't give birth..." Ji Nuan knew Mo Jingshen was clearly the calm before the storm, so he had to keep explaining without giving up any opportunity to ease his emotions.
Mo Jingshen didn't respond, he pushed open the bedroom door and took her in directly: "Go in, I'm in a bad mood right now, don't let me say it again."
Ji Nuan's words were blocked on the tip of her tongue by these words, so she had to enter the bedroom.
As soon as the door was closed, she turned around and saw that Mo Jingshen's face was indeed very bad.
"Explain." He spit out these two words coldly.
"Let's talk first, don't blame Feng Ling, she is doing her duty very well, everything is my own negligence, and I told her not to tell you first." Ji Nuan said helplessly.
Mo Jingshen took off his coat and threw it aside, unbuttoning his neckline in a not gentle manner, and said to Ji Nuan in a deep voice, "Don't be in a hurry to defend others, since you let her hide me first, you Just explain the matter to me yourself, how come it took less than ten hours to go to the studio and your hand hurt like this?"
Ji Nuan had no choice but to tell him everything that happened today. When the man heard the dismembered doll in the wedding dress, his eyes became clearer, and she spoke very fast. He was then taken to the hospital by Feng Ling and went to Qin Siting to deal with the wound.
The purpose is to let him know that Feng Ling is really responsible for her, and don't take anger on Feng Ling because of this trivial matter.
"The source of the courier, have you checked it?" Mo Jingshen's tone softened, but rather than softening, it was better to say that there was some kind of unexplainable danger: "Feng Ling listens to you like this now, dare to do such a thing Don't hide it from me, it seems that it is time to replace someone by your side."
"Don't! I really don't blame her for it. She knows that I will come back at night. You will know about it sooner or later. I just let her hide it for a few hours. After all, you are in the company during the day and don't want you to be separated. Heart." Ji Nuan explained.
Seeing that Ji Nuan was busy protecting Feng Ling and thinking about whether he would be distracted in the company, but she didn't care too much about her own safety, Mo Jingshen seemed to smile, but Ji Nuan couldn't be sure of him. Laugh or sneer.
He could only hear a faint smile in his tone, but she kept worrying 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,
I had to say: "It's an international express, and all that can be found is that it was sent from the United States, and all the sender's information has been hidden."
"Where is the order number?"
"I have it in the photo album of my mobile phone, and I took it."
Mo Jingshen took her cell phone directly, opened it to take a look, and sent the photo of the order number to his cell phone.
"Go and sit down first." Mo Jingshen gave her another look.
Seeing his expression, Ji Nuan inexplicably felt that it was better not to offend him, so she turned around and sat down beside the bed.
Seeing that she was obedient, Mo Jingshen's expression softened a little, and he closed the door and went out.
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Half an hour later, Shen Mu called back Mo Jingshen: "President Mo, after checking, the tracking number of this international express has indeed been deliberately hidden, and the sender must have given it to many express companies in Los Angeles. Money, generally sent from the United States to the country, is not particularly rigorous through the inspection of the United States customs, and there are artificial factors, so it can be sent to the country smoothly.”
"Since it was artificially hidden, it means that we can find out." Mo Jingshen said coldly.
"Yes, I contacted the person in Los Angeles, and after special investigation, only one sender's surname was finally revealed."
"Last name?"
"Su."
Hearing this surname, Mo Jingshen's quiet eyes suddenly turned cold under the shadow of the lamp.
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Injuring the hand is a little good.
For example, Qin Siting explained that she should try her best not to bend her hands or move her hands for two days, and she should not touch water for five days.
So when Ji Nuan ate dinner, Sister Chen brought the prepared dinner to her. She sat at the table and Mo Jingshen fed her personally.
"Open your mouth."
"what."
"Open your mouth."
"what……"
Seeing her hand hurt like this, she kept winking and smiling while eating, as if she was very proud of being fed by his own hands, Mo Jingshen threw the chopsticks on the table, then picked up the spoon and fed her a mouthful of soup.
Ji Nuan pouted her mouth and sucked it in, and then saw Mo Jingshen's serious feeding, even as if she was afraid of burning her. He was staring at her mouth when she was drinking soup. It has already been blown by him, and it is not hot at all, but he is still careful.
Ji Nuan laughed, almost laughing out loud, sitting at the table with her hands on her lap, like an obedient elementary school student being fed by the ink boss.
"Still laughing? Didn't you put a bomb in the courier to blow your hand and maim it?" Mo Jingshen stuffed her with another mouthful of soup.
"I think it's very happy to be fed and eaten by you. If my husband hurts, who can't be happy?" Ji Nuan was in a good mood.
Mo Jingshen sneered coldly, did not speak, and continued to feed.