The Warm Breeze Is Not As Warm As You Chapter 387

Although Ji Nuan wasn't seriously injured when she fell down the stairs in the Yu Garden yesterday, there was a small red mark on her forehead near the hairline .

She rarely wore foundation except for a nude lipstick, so that part of her forehead wasn't covered . As she bent her head and looked up, the loose strands of hair receded a little, revealing the red patch on her forehead .

She who was holding the gla.s.s froze because of his gaze resting on her forehead . Neither of them spoke . The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and her rapid beating heart was particularly obvious .

He looked at her and said in a low and deep voice, “Ji Nuan, I never joke . Since I say I want a divorce, I mean it . ”

He didn't take the gla.s.s in her hand but just looked down at her indifferently . The light of the sitting room fell over her head as if her hair had been edged with a pale silver .

He looked cold and n.o.ble, even though he reeked of alcohol, he was still so handsome and charming .

Mo Jingshen .

He was Mo Jingshen .

Ji Nuan kept reminding herself that no matter how cruel he was to her now, she could no longer be angry with him since the moment he rushed out in the black Bentley to s.h.i.+eld her behind him .

Maybe her dream was broken . Maybe she just walked into reality and saw the real him .

“Stop pestering me . I don't like being pestered . ” He still didn't take the gla.s.s .

Seeing the man turn away without looking back, Ji Nuan was filled with a sense of powerlessness, and she suddenly felt she couldn't breathe .

Hearing the door open, the gla.s.s in Ji Nuan's hand fell to the ground instantly . The man didn't turn back at the door, but he paused for a while .

Seeing him standing still and pause, Ji Nuan turned and walked to him . She stood behind him, looking at his back for a long time before she slowly raised her hand and embraced him from behind, tenderly .

She had never tried to hold him so carefully before .

She couldn't see his face but could only feel that he was trying to pull her away cruelly and mercilessly . Ji Nuan held him as tightly as she could . She didn't speak, nor did he . They were silently fighting . She tried to hug him, but he just wanted to push her away .

But Ji Nuan's strength couldn't match his . He pulled her hands away and ruthlessly threw her back . Ji Nuan stepped back a few paces and ran into the wine cabinet by the wall . The few bottles of wine in it fell out in a clatter and broke all over the floor, and a mixture of red, white, and other colored wines trickled down to her feet .

Feeling the cold liquid under her feet, Ji Nuan couldn't help s.h.i.+vering and looked at the ground . Then she looked up at the man in front of the door .

Her blood seemed to solidify in her body, cool down little by little, and then froze little by little into ice .

Freezingly cold .

Without saying a word, she stooped down and stepped on the debris to pick them up .

Mo Jingshen turned his eyes, only to see her bare feet on the debris . He lifted his eyelids and said coldly, “Ji Nuan, hurting yourself is the stupidest thing you can do to get my attention . The cuts in your feet won't move me but will just keep you from working for days on end . Not only will you delay your work but also I will see your stupidity and boredom . ”

Ji Nuan crouched on the ground as if she had not heard him and tried to avoid the debris, but her feet were still cut by broken gla.s.s . She went to the side and then began to pick up the debris . After picking up some of it, she said calmly, “I'm not hurting myself . ”

“You aren't?” He looked at the small but visible marks of blood on her feet . “Don't annoy me anymore . ”

With that, he went straight out of the door .

Hearing the door open and close, Ji Nuan was still picking up the broken gla.s.ses mechanically and numbly . She didn't seem to feel any pain when she stepped on the shards . She got up, got a mop and a broom, and swept the shards away . She turned and found a long trail of blood on the ground .

She threw the stuff in her hands into the corner and sat down on the ground, where there were still many shards of gla.s.ses . She sat watching the bottles on the ground . Only the top half of the bottles cracked open when they fell, and there was still wine in the bottom half of the bottles .

Ji Nuan picked up one of them, whose vintage she didn't know . Anyway, anything Mo Jingshen could keep at home wouldn't be cheap .

She dodged the cracked bottle and drank from it .

Strange taste, actually a little bitter .

She picked up another bottle, still avoiding cutting her mouth, threw her head back, and poured a mouthful of wine into her mouth .

Tut, still bitter .

She tasted several bottles in succession, but they were all bitter .

She smacked her lips and licked the corners of her mouth, only to find that it was her own mouth that tasted bitter .

After wiping her mouth, she looked at the expensive wines on the floor . Besides the wine spilled on the floor, there was still some at the bottom of these bottles, which she shouldn't waste .

She took another sip, which was not so bitter this time, but rather sour . She continued to take another sip, which tasted the same .

The woman of poor liquor capacity sat on the ground with her white, tender feet bare . She drank one bottle after another until she finished all the wine in these broken bottles . She squinted at the quiet, closed door and no seeing Mo Jingshen, looked back out the window .

Oh, so many stars .

Black Ghost galloped down the road . Not long after Mo Jingshen left, he went to a nearby drugstore to buy some medicine for her injuries .

He got out of the car and was about to hand it over to the security guard at Ao Lan International . As soon as he got out of the car, however, his step stopped . He looked up, only to see that on the balcony of the eighteenth floor, a woman in a skirt was sitting on the edge, her injured feet still dangling . A gust of wind could blow her down from the eighteenth floor .

Mo Jingshen's face darkened . He slammed the door shut, picked up his cell phone and called Ji Nuan .

The woman was still on the balcony . Her cell phone, which perhaps she put in the room or held in her hand, rang for a long time before finally being picked up .

The moment she picked up the phone, Mo Jingshen said coldly, “Ji Nuan, what are you doing?”

The woman's dazed voice rang on the phone . “Huh? Me? What am I doing? I'm… looking at the stars…”

Mo Jingshen looked up at the balcony of the eighteenth floor . Her legs were still swinging back and forth, and she was holding her phone to her ear and answering the phone .

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