Ji Nuan was also startled. Tonight, Mo Jingshen had some work he needed to complete at the company and could not take time out. He also wanted to give her the chance to step out alone and did not plan on appearing.
Unexpectedly, he had actually come.
She clearly understood she did not suffer much grievances; it was only a battle of tongues. However, this situation, combined with Sheng Yihan's appearance, caused her scalp to prickle in discomfort.
Miss Han's expression instantly changed after hearing Mo Jingshen's voice. She turned back in disbelief, and the moment she saw Mo Jingshen, she felt her legs turn weak.
"C-President Mo…"
The crowd turned in his direction. The man wore a black suit that revealed his white dress shirt. His black pants were smooth and straight, without the slightest wrinkle. He took unhurried steps in his handmade Italian shoes, approaching before the eyes of the crowd.
