Shen Mu cleaned up the scene, cleared up the room, and quickly closed the door.
The private room remained silent. Just like this, Mo Jingshen stood watching Ji Nuan.
Her gaze was vacant and barely focused. She stared forward at his long figure with no expression.
“Ji Nuan,” Mo Jingshen softly called her name.
She stiffened, tightening her grip around the knife in her hands. Her eyes were wary as she sternly said, “Don’t come closer…”
Mo Jingshen walked over.
Feeling his approach, Ji Nuan frantically shrunk back against the couch. Mo Jingshen took advantage of the moment she became distracted, reaching out to hold on to her wrists. Her eyes glistened ominously as she raised the knife toward him. He increased his grip slightly, and the knife and glass bottle in her hands fell to the ground. He then quickly tugged her into his embrace just as she began struggling hard against him.
“It’s all right now; don’t be afraid.” He pressed down against the back of her head, feeling the burning heat of her body.
After being drawn into his embrace, Ji Nuan’s stiff body stood unmoving.
“Be good; nothing happened. You weren’t taken advantage of. Everything is all right.” He hugged her while his low soothing voice whispered by her ears. Gently and patiently, he kissed her forehead. It was a quiet and silent comfort. “Baby, you were fearless today. I’m back now; don’t be afraid, en?”
Ji Nuan tightened body gradually relaxed. She leaned against his embrace as all the strength left her body. The tears she did not dare to shed earlier finally came flowing out.
She pressed against his shoulders, her body leaning into his embrace as her hands tightly gripped onto the back of his black blazer. She sobbed, “They… didn’t touch me…”
“I know.” Mo Jingshen furrowed his brows in heartache, tightening his grip around her as though wanting to meld their bodies together.
“They didn’t touch me…”
Perhaps because she had yet to wake up from the fear, she quietly repeated those words, her hands tightening into fists.
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Mo Jingshen lowered his eyes to look at her. He saw tears welled up in her eyes. She was trembling nonstop, biting the bottom of her lips harshly until they were pale white. It was as though she was trying to maintain her rationality and conceal the fact she was crumbling under the fear.
He raised his hand, using her tears to wipe away the bloodstains on her face.
Thankfully, none of it was her blood.
Ji Nuan was a woman who rarely cried. No matter if it was in her previous life or present life, she was not someone who liked crying. However, right now, she was sobbing helplessly without restraint; her tears fell with no sign of stopping.
There was no need to check the surveillance cameras. From her reaction alone, it was sufficient to understand how difficult today had been for her.
“It’s all right now.” He wiped her tears, removed his coat and covered her body with it. He then picked her up. “Let’s go home. I’m with you, so don’t cry anymore. Be good.”
Ji Nuan’s body was unusually hot. Mo Jingshen’s gaze was heavy and cold. Just as he was about to carry her away, Ji Nuan helplessly buried her head in his neck, her hoarse voice quivering as she said, “After being drugged with that sort of thing… if… I don’t do that with anyone… what will happen…”
He lowered his gaze to look at the little woman in his embrace; her face was bright red because of the medicine. He tightened his grip around her waist. “And so, what do you plan to do? En?”
Ji Nuan furrowed her brows, her burning body shrinking in his embrace. She asked hoarsely against his ears, “Can you… give me some ice water…? It’s sweltering. I want some ice water…”
“Immediately.” Seeing she was uncomfortable, Mo Jingshen carried her out of the room.
Outside the door, Shen Mu turned back his head to see this scene. He quickened his pace and walked over. “CEO Mo, do you want to take our car back or…”
“Go bring a glass of ice water.”
Shen Mu’s words got caught in his throat. He nodded his head, immediately asking someone to bring it.
Ji Nuan shrunk in Mo Jingshen’s embrace dazedly. Her head subconsciously rubbed against his neck; her voice was hoarse and helpless.”It’s so uncomfortable… which pervert invented such medicine…”
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