Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 2: She Could Not Recall Herself Ever Being the One to Initiate Contact

Everything that happened last night felt so clear in her memories... which meant that she had really reborn!

"Big sister, didn't we promise that after Brother Jing Shen drank that cup of wine, I would drive him out of the Yu Garden?" Ji Mengran walked toward her, her voice hiding her unhappiness.

Ji Nuan woke up from her daze, staring at her sister who often visited her at Yu Garden ever since her marriage.

Without taking notice of the coldness that flashed by Ji Nuan's eyes, Ji Mengran grumbled, "How did you end up sleeping in his bed instead?"

Hearing this, Ji Nuan smiled and asked, "His bed? Isn't this our wedding room?"

"I'm just anxious for you! Now that the plan is messed up, god knows for how long your divorce will be delayed for!" Ji Mengran knitted her brows.

Ji Nuan walked towards her, looking at the suspicious transparent silk outerwear and the intricate makeup she wore.

Ji Nuan asked indifferently, "Meng Ran, why did you wear so little? Thank god I didn't have you send him home last night. If anything had happened, how would I be able to face our family?"

"Ah? I..." Ji Mengran carefully hid the guilt in her eyes. "It was too hot last night, so I changed into a thinner set of clothes."

"It's the beginning of spring, is it that hot?"

"It's not especially hot... Big sister, since the plan didn't work, I think if this goes on you should just pretend to suicide!" Ji Mengran felt that something was off and quickly changed the topic.

"Oh? Suicide..." Ji Nuan dragged out the word.

Thinking back, from the moment Mo Jingshen and she had gotten engaged, it was as though Ji Mengran had become a different person. She often spoke of marriage failures in rich families, bringing up all sorts of examples, causing Ji Nuan who did not want to get married to become even more scared and to stay away from Mo Jingshen.

"How about cutting your wrist? If he sees that you would rather die than stay by his side, perhaps he would agree to your wish," Meng Ran suggested innocently.

"Doing so will have risks, what if I lose too much blood and no one comes to save me?" Ji Nuan smiled, yet her smile held no warmth whatsoever.

"Aiya, what are you worrying for! Regardless of whether Brother Jing Shen rushes back, the moment it becomes dangerous I will immediately call for a doctor!"

Ji Nuan kept silent, staring suspiciously at Meng Ran who was only a year younger than her.

She could not forget that back when she slit her wrists, lying in that tub filled with hot water, she lost so much blood she could not even move. Even so, Ji Mengran did not inform the doctor or even Mo Jingshen.

Had Mo Jingshen not suddenly returned and suspected something was wrong, kicking the door down and carrying her out from that blood-filled tub, she probably would not have lived to obtain the divorce papers.

Ji Nuan's smile had some degree of coldness; it showed both laziness and lack of care. "I'll think about it. However, since I didn't sleep at all last night, right now I want to get some rest."

Hearing her say that she did not sleep at all last night, Ji Mengran hid the jealousy revealed in her eyes and bit her lip. "Then... you must consider it through. I'll come to find you again tomorrow."

"All right, I won't send you off."

Ji Nuan stood unmoving, watching Ji Mengran disappear from her line of sight.

The room was silent.

She turned to look at the room that was once deep within her memories. Her hands touched the soft blanket; it was warm as though it still retained the heat left behind by Mo Jingshen.