Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1102 - The Story of Ling and Heng (365)

Chapter 1102: The Story of Ling and Heng (365)

The Mo’s, who were “confronting” in the kitchen, heard Li Nanheng knocking on the wall twice.

“Hey, you two, that’s enough! You’ve been in the kitchen for long. Shall I take Feng Ling away and leave the room to you guys?”

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Ji Nuan blushed instantly, but Mo Jingshen pulled the little woman into his arms. “Good idea.”

Ji Nuan: “...”

When the two of them came out, Li Nanheng leaned against the wall with a sneer. Seeing Ji Nuan whose face had softened a lot, he knew that the couple’s cold war had ended.

Mo Jingshen put his arm around Ji Nuan’s shoulder to stop her from escaping from him and turned his eyes to Li Nanheng. “Are those people targeting her or you?”

Li Nanheng: “Their target is XI Base. What difference does it make whether they’re after her or me?”

At this time, Feng Ling came out of the bedroom. Hearing their conversation, she thought it unnecessary for her to rest in the bedroom because she was not seriously injured.

She staggered because the wounds were aching. As soon as she walked out, she heard Mo Jingshen say indifferently, “Those people have wounded your woman. Why don’t you rush out to annihilate them? How can you still be smiling as if nothing has happened? Even Ji Nuan takes more care of Feng Ling than you.”

Li Nanheng: “...”

Ji Nuan: “?” How was this related to her?

“Mr. Mo, I’m not his woman. Although you’re my employer right now, please do not casually put labels on me,” Feng Ling spoke up, protesting unhappily.

Li Nanheng didn’t look at her but said meaningfully, “It’s really not easy to keep a girlfriend. I’m almost liable to be blamed at every move.”

Feng Ling rolled her eyes.

Who was his girlfriend?

Who blamed him at every move?

Who gave him the courage to be so shameless?

Li Nanheng took out a cigarette, but glancing at the two ladies in the room, he didn’t smoke it but threw it to the end of the table behind him. Then he said seriously, “Those people intended to whitewash themselves, but the smuggling cars intercepted by Feng Ling and other members in New York ruined their plans. Feng Ling became the most important witness of their crimes, so they had to get rid of her. They didn’t get a chance to kill her in the United States, but they made a big mistake to hunt her down in China.”

Mo Jingshen said lightly, “They bring about their own destruction, but they will be glad to drag you down before they die.”

Li Nanheng pursed his thin lips and smiled coldly, “I brought Feng Ling to China not just to bring your woman a bodyguard. They can come if they want, but I promise I’ll kill them all.”

Mo Jingshen patted Ji Nuan’s waist gently. “Let your woman be bait. Only Li Nanheng can be so cold-blooded.”

Li Nanheng: “...”

Of course, he didn’t intend to let Feng Ling be bait. Why did Mo Jingshen say that?

Feng Ling hadn’t made up with him yet!

However, at this moment, Feng Ling said, “Mr. Mo, it’s my own choice.”

Li Nanheng didn’t speak but coldly narrowed his eyes and took a meaningful look at Feng Ling.

She knew he didn’t have such an intention. Why did she say that? Was she trying to provoke him?

Feng Ling, who was wearing the man’s T-shirt, fell silent too.

When Li Nanheng was in XI Base, he usually looked unapproachably cold, but he was very outgoing and nice in front of his friends. He and Mo Jingshen were at two extremes. One was extroverted, while the other was introverted.

He would definitely not take her as bait. How could she not know it?

But what Mr. Mo said just now reminded her of something.

No wonder Li Nanheng refused to sign on the document to let her fly to Hai City alone.

He must have known that those people were already targeting her at the time. Whether she was in the United States or China, they would definitely hunt her down.

So he stayed by her side and did not let her go to China alone.

This was why he delayed signing and personally accompanied her to Hai City?

——

Ji Nuan was taken away by Mo Jingshen. Before Mo Jingshen left, he told Li Nanheng to take good care of Feng Ling, which caused Feng Ling to hold back in her throat the words that she wanted to leave with them.

The winter was coming in T City, so the day became shorter while night became longer.

Outside the window was a myriad of twinkling lights of the city.

Li Nanheng called the base in the living room.

“Find those people and get rid of them tomorrow to avoid future troubles.”

Ah Feng said on the phone. “Okay, our men have surrounded them according to the route you set, Boss. How about Feng Ling? Is she seriously injured?”

“Just skin trauma.”

“You know she is stubborn, so why didn’t you just tell her that those people wanted to kill her? Boss, why torture yourself?”

Li Nanheng didn’t respond. He glanced at the closed bedroom door before asking, “What has my grandfather been doing lately?”

“Nothing, but I heard that Miss Feng had frequently been visiting him recently, but she never stayed long, and every time she left, she looked angry.”

“OK.”

“Shall I keep an eye on her?”

“No, just ignore her.”

“...Well, shall I call Feng Ling and tell her what you have done for her?”

“No need.”

“...Boss, are you a masochist?”

“It won’t work on her, OK?” Li Nanheng said helplessly, “It’s no use reasoning with her. People like her need stimulation.”

Ah Feng: “???”

“Aren’t you afraid of stimulating her into running away again?”

“She is my wife. Where can she go?”

“???”

Ah Feng didn’t get what he meant.

Li Nanheng didn’t explain and hung up.