“What’s wrong?” Mo Jingshen’s hand was gently and comfortingly caressing against the thin fabric of her sleeping dress.
Ji Nuan pursed her lips, muttering to herself for a moment before glancing at him.
“Earlier on the phone, Secretary An said that she might have dropped her lipstick on your car.”
Mo Jingshen’s charming brows rose slightly. “Lipstick?”
Ji Nuan glanced at him unhappily and then tried to push his arm away from her waist gently. “Let go of me first. Don’t you have a project to discuss with America’s Shine later? I’m going to sleep now, let’s talk about this tomorrow.”
The man’s arm did not budge from her waist. Instead, he pressed her even closer into his embrace when she tried to push him away.
“It’s still early.” His voice was right by her ears, the calm in his words fanned the almost uncontrollable small fire in Ji Nuan’s heart.
“But I’m sleepy!” Ji Nuan struggled unhappily in his embrace. “Go continue your phone call with your secretary. Wake me up when you’re done working.”
“How did she say it?” Mo Jingshen did not let go. His voice became heavier because of her struggle.
Ji Nuan could not push him away and decided to give up, letting him trap her in his embrace with her back pressing against his chest. The emotions in her words were difficult to interpret. “She said that after work, her car broke down and you sent her back along the way.”
Mo Jingshen looked at her, sighing with a smile. He patted her waist reassuringly. “I worked overtime on Shine’s item today. Secretary An once worked at Shine, so we left the company around the same time after tidying up the item’s proposal.”
Ji Nuan did not say anything and only listened.
“When I drove, I saw Secretary An’s car stopped by the road. The door was opened, and half her body was drenched. Considering our relationship as employer and employee, and the family relations with the An family, I couldn’t help but ask when I saw that scene.”
“So, you let her on the car?” Ji Nuan glanced at him, the fire in her heart becoming even more chaotic.
Seeing that she was unhappy, Mo Jingshen’s unfathomable eyes were fixed on her. He gently rubbed her head. “I originally intended to have the company’s driver send her home. Secretary An said that the documents needed for tonight’s meeting were still in her bag and were most likely soaked. She needed to rush home to prepare a new set and directly asked if I could send her back.”
The edge of Ji Nuan’s lips curled up. This incident was truly ridiculously coincidental.
“Her address isn’t far from the Jin Lin Building you were at.” Mo Jingshen’s voice was stable and calm, his explanation was very sincere as well. “She sat in the back and didn’t touch Mrs. Mo’s exclusive seat. Don’t be angry, en?”
Ji Nuan glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. “Then, did you kiss her?”
Mo Jingshen’s lips curved, barely hiding a smile. “What do you think?”
“Secretary An took special care earlier to tell me that when she got off the car, she had to touch up her makeup. And it was her lipstick that had to be reapplied. Why did she have to apply her lipstick? Why did she tell me about it?” Ji Nuan did not blink as she stared at Mo Jingshen.
Mo Jingshen did not speak but merely quietly gazed at her.
After a moment, he asked mildly with a deep voice, “Don’t believe me?”
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