Chapter 502: Did She Plan to Rape Mo Jingshen?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“But… when I went to help feed Grandfather Mo the medicine during the day, Jingshen didn’t even look at me. I didn’t dare…” Mo Jiaxue hung her head.
“Alas, you silly girl.” Mo Peilin exasperatedly gave her a pat on the head. “If I count on you to marry Mo Jingshen, I’d rather count on G.o.d. You really make me mad.”
Mo Jiaxue looked so aggrieved and didn’t speak.
Mo Peilin raised her hand to stroke her hair, gazed at her face, and then asked, “Do you still have those pajamas I bought for you last time?”
“Yes, in the closet.”
“Ok, let’s play it by ear tonight. Just listen to me. I’ll make you the next Mrs. Mo. Even if Jingshen refuses to marry you, at least you should be pregnant with his child. Only in this way can we live here safely.”
“Mother, what on earth do you want to do…”
“Don’t worry about that. Just follow my instructions. We can’t just let Ji Nuan come back and boss around.” Mo Peilin said and dragged Mo Jiaxue away along the path on the other side, walking quietly beside her daughter and saying something to her.
It wasn’t until the mother and daughter had gone far that Ji Nuan came out from behind the tree and looked in that direction.
Ji Nuan couldn’t help wondering…
Was this Aunt intending to let her daughter rape Mo Jingshen so that she could continue to enjoy a comfortable life in the Mo family?
Even if Mo Peilin wanted to do so, how could Mo Jiaxue, who was such a yes-woman and didn’t even dare to look at Mo Jingshen, do that?
The internationally renowned president of the s.h.i.+ne Group was going to be raped by a woman and forced to give her his sperm.
Tut, she felt sorry for him.
When she came back to the front hall, she wanted to say something but didn’t know whether she should remind him or laugh at him.
But her thoughts were interrupted by Yan Ge.
Yan Ge had been staring at Mo Jingshen from the moment he came in. Uncle Ou knew this young lad was Ji Nuan’s bodyguard, so he let him in. But why was this young lad so surprised to see Mr. Mo?
Yan Ge was about to sit down, but Mo Jingshen stared at him in silence. His stare made Yan Ge feel as if he was on pins and needles.
He froze there and still didn’t dare to sit down.
It wasn’t until Ji Nuan came back that Yan Ge turned and walked behind her, whispering, “Sister Nuan, I think this man looks very familiar to me. Isn’t he that pa.s.serby who treated us to beef noodles?”
The corner of Ji Nuan’s eyes twitched. She had almost forgotten about it, so she just mumbled, “En.”
“Oh, d.a.m.n, what’s going on here? Isn’t he just a pa.s.serby? Why is he also in the Mo family…”
“I’ll explain to you later.” Ji Nuan walked in and looked straight at Grandfather Mo. She walked towards Grandfather Mo, and when she pa.s.sed by Mo Jingshen, Grandfather Mo was about to ask her to sit there, but before Grandfather Mo opened his mouth, Ji Nuan quickly walked away and sat down on the chair beside Grandfather Mo.
She was about to beckon Yan Ge to come to have dinner together, but then she remembered it was the Mo family, and Grandfather Mo was sitting here, so she shouldn’t say this.
At this time, Uncle Ou walked to Yan Ge, who was still stunned and said politely to him, “Lad, there is a spare dining room in the front hall, where you can rest on the sofa after dinner. What would you like to eat? I’ll have the kitchen prepare and serve the food for you.”
Although Yan Ge was a young man who was a bit rash, he knew the rules. He waved his hand at Ji Nuan, telling her not to worry about him, and then turned to follow Uncle Ou out. He was relieved to escape from that thrilling stare of that man.
Ji Nuan glanced at the crutch beside the wheelchair of Grandfather Mo. She didn’t notice it before, but after talking with Uncle Ou, he couldn’t help looking at the crutch.
“Grandfather Mo, is this crutch new? I heard that your old crutch was made of the rosewood you like, and you had used that crutch many years. Why did you suddenly change it?” Ji Nuan asked with a smile.
As soon as she said so, Mo Jingshen got up and said lightly, “Excuse me, I have a phone call.”
With that, he glanced coldly at Grandfather Mo, and his stare was chilling. Then he turned away. His figure was tall and straight, and his steps were unhurried.
There was silence, but Ji Nuan still looked at Grandfather Mo.
Grandfather Mo paused and looked at Ji Nuan. “Did Uncle Ou tell you about the crutch?”
Ji Nuan said nothing but acquiesced.
“Just forget it.” Seeing Mo Jingshen was obviously angry, Grandfather Mo didn’t talk about it any longer and reached out for the wine.
“Grandfather Mo, although it’s medicinal wine, you’d better not drink much. With high blood pressure, you’d better not drink.” Ji Nuan didn’t ask anymore and hurried to pour wine for Grandfather Mo, but she only poured a little for him, much less than what he would pour for himself.
Knowing Ji Nuan was worrying about his health, Grandfather Mo said all smiles, “Ok, then I won’t drink much. Nuan Nuan, stay here tonight. I’ll have Jingshen drive you home tomorrow morning.”
“No, I drove here. I’ll go after having dinner with you.”
“Stay here tonight. I’ll have the servants prepare you a room. If you go so quickly, I’ll be too angry to sleep tonight. If I have anything wrong because I don’t sleep well, you’ll have to spend time with me in the hospital, right?” Grandfather Mo said and stared at her as if warning her that if she didn’t stay here tonight, he would lose his temper. But with high blood pressure, he’d better not lose temper and better keep a good mood.
If Ji Nuan didn’t see Grandfather Mo, she might be able to be hard-hearted as three years ago, but now there he was, and he treated her so nicely as if she was still his granddaughter-in-law, she really couldn’t refuse him.
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That night, Ji Nuan lived in a suite in the villa behind, and Yan Ge was taken by Uncle Ou to a suitable room to rest.
When Ji Nuan entered the room, she didn’t go to take a bath as usual. Instead, she sat by the window, holding a cup of scented tea brewed by a servant and looking downstairs.
She didn’t put down her gla.s.s until she saw Mo Jiaxue appear.
Mo Jiaxue wore a very thin and s.e.xy silk nightdress with thin shoulder straps and carried a bowl of food in her hand, which seemed to be a midnight snack she prepared. In Ji Nuan’s eyes, her cheeks were unusually red, and she walked with a wobbly gait. Her eyes were fixed on the bowl in her hand, and there was still a timid look in them. She seemed to keep cheering herself up, and then with this suspicious redness on her face, she carefully carried the bowl and walked straight towards the single-family villa where Mo Jingshen lived…