(1) Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 72: Mo Jingshen, Mine!

Walking out of the office, Ji Nuan was still wondering if Grandfather Mo would have a fierce battle with Mo Jingshen’s father, and between the old man and son, who would win the battle of “granddaughter-in-law.”

Although what would determine the victory and loss depended mostly on Mo Jingshen.

As she was thinking, Mo Jingshen interlocked their hands and brought her towards the elevators. She glanced to the side and saw a female employee passing by; she looked in their direction, her eyes full of envy and awe.

Would it be too much to show off their affection here at the office?

Ji Nuan quickly tried to tug her hand out, but Mo Jingshen increased the strength of his grip, preventing her from escaping.

Just as they were approaching the private elevator, she vaguely saw a few employees by the side quietly and carefully whispering among themselves but was unable to hear what exactly they were mumbling about.

How could she not know that when any of the company’s employees saw this scene, they would definitely be extremely shocked.

At the office, it would not be going overboard to call CEO Mo, a ruthless demon. Employees always trembled with fear at the thought of making any mistake in front of him. After all, Mo Corporation was not an easy place to stay in. No one could survive here if they were messing around. At the office, CEO Mo never showed much patience or warmth. He would not lose his temper easily, but he definitely was not easy to talk to either. In everyone’s heart, aside from being cold and distant, CEO Mo was only cold and distant.

But who would have thought that CEO Mo would spoil his wife so much?!

Earlier on, when CEO Mo gave Ji Nuan that gentle and smiling gaze, it almost took their lives—

“CEO Mo.” Secretary An’s voice suddenly came from the side just as the private elevator stopped at the highest floor.

Hearing her voice, Ji Nuan subconsciously turned to glance toward her.

Secretary An’s gaze remained fixed on Mo Jingshen.

Mo Jingshen did not glance back, his voice carrying a hint of coldness. “What is it?”

“In the afternoon, at 2:00 p.m., you have a meeting with the DC Group’s elder CEO. At 4:00 p.m., you have to head to the conference room to listen to the Finance Department’s monthly report. Are you heading out now? Do you need me to shift your afternoon appointments to tomorrow?”

An Shuyan’s eyes did not blink as she fixed her gaze on Mo Jingshen. In this period of time, from start to finish, she did not even glance at Ji Nuan once.

Mo Jingshen’s tone was indifferent. “Shift the meeting with DC to tomorrow afternoon. I’ll be back in the company by four.”

An Shuyan’s expression did not change, but she gently reminded, “But CEO Mo, DC Group’s elder CEO has already been trying to meet you for a month. It wasn’t easy for them to find a good timing to meet you personally today to finally discuss…”

By Mo Jingshen’s side, Ji Nuan quietly muttered such that only he could hear, “If you have work, then go ahead. Earlier on, I only casually mentioned the hot pot. I don’t have to eat it no matter what.”

She had just finished speaking when he calmly pinched her palm, before holding her hand in his palm.

Ji Nuan said nothing else.

This Secretary An described his “busy” afternoon in so much detail that there was no way she would believe it was not said intentionally for her to hear.