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

Chapter 207-208

Chapter 207: This Man Was a True Prodigy at Lying

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

When Nan Heng arrived, it was already in the evening. When Ji Nuan came out of the room, she saw that Nan Heng had yet to leave.

Being polite, she casually asked if he wanted to stay for a meal.

Who would have thought that this great elder would actually agree.

Ji Nuan glanced at the ground covered in cake and trash, wondering if there was actually any need for her to be polite to Mo Jingshen’s two good friends.

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That night, Nan Heng looked at the takeaway on the table and pursed his lips.

“Dare I ask, the last time you went to Old Qin’s place, you made up a whole feasting table, yet all I get is takeaway?”

Mo Jingshen tossed a pair of disposable chopsticks at him, speaking indifferently, “Do I look like I have the spare effort to cook up a feast for you right now?”

Nan Heng raised his brows, shifting his gaze onto Ji Nuan who Qin Siting had now labeled a ‘virtuous wife.’

Ji Nuan pushed aside her long hair, drawing attention to the large bandage on her forehead. She spoke with the same careless tone that Mo Jingshen had, “Do I look like I have the patience to cook up a feast for you right now?”

Nan Heng: “…”

Nan Heng snorted and snapped the pair of disposable chopsticks apart. He did not say any more nonsense and gave the food a taste. He then raised his brows. “Fine, blame me for coming at the wrong time. Thankfully, the food from this hotel isn’t bad. I can still make do with it.”

This was from T City’s most famous hotel; their dishes were well-known within the country. Yet, this Nan Heng said that he could only ‘make do’ with it.

Ji Nuan also picked up her chopsticks. After taking a bite, she felt that this man was a true prodigy at lying. It clearly tasted very good…

She had only just started eating when Mo Jingshen sat down. She faltered and subconsciously began picking up food for Nan Heng. “Here, eat more!”

She kept placing more and more food into Nan Heng’s bowl. Nan Heng was speechless as he watched the growing mountain of food, wondering if Ji Nuan’s brain had a problem.

Her man sat right by her side, why was she giving food to him instead? Was she deliberately provoking her man?

Nan Heng picked up the well-stacked bowl, glancing meaningfully at Mo Jingshen. As expected, Mo Jingshen sat there indifferently with an expression as though he couldn’t wait to kick him out.

“During your birthday, I cut into your cake and ate so much of it. Since it’s my birthday, it’s only polite to reciprocate. You can cut into whichever one you like!” Ji Nuan placed the earlier knife in front of Nan Heng and shifted the only remaining four cakes onto the table.

Although the colors changed gradually, the last few were clearly pink and red; they were very brightly colored.

Nan Heng glanced at Ji Nuan and picked up the knife, holding in a smile. He scanned the cakes on the table and finally landed on the biggest red cake at the end. He looked at the pair of figures made with black, white, and red chocolate and dressed in a suit and a wedding dress, picking up the knife to cut down from the middle.

“Cut it if you dare.” Mo Jingshen’s tone did not change. His gaze was apathetic, coldly focused on Nan Heng.

Nan Heng raised his brows, sneering. “Ji Nuan told me to cut it as I please.”