Chapter 277: Mo Jingshen Never Breaks His Promise

If Mo Jingshen was too busy these two days to fly over, she could fly back to Hai City with Feng Ling.

But why didn't he even call her?

There was no news of him even at twelve o'clock in the evening. She thought he might be on a flight home from abroad that took more time than usual.

After not getting his call or seeing him showing up, she took a shower and went to sleep.

At six o'clock the next morning, Feng Ling's cell phone suddenly rang.

As soon as Ji Nuan heard the ringtone, she jumped up from the bed although it was not her cell phone ringing.

Feng Ling was sleeping in the guest room next door. When Ji Nuan pushed the door open, Feng Ling was already answering the call. She looked solemn.

Feng Ling who was usually expressionless rarely had such an expression.

In an instant, Ji Nuan had a hunch that something terrible happened!

After talking, Feng Ling put down her cell phone and turned her eyes to Ji Nuan who was standing at the door.

"Mrs. Mo, why did you get up so early?" Feng Ling gazed at her and asked her calmly after two seconds.

"I couldn't fall asleep, so I came to have a look when I heard your cell phone ringing." Ji Nuan walked in and pulled the curtains open for her while asking her in a deliberately casual tone, "Who called you so early in the morning?"

"A buddy in XI base." Under the light of dawn, the look on Feng Ling's face couldn't be seen. She took a look at the time. "I don't think President Mo will come over. He must have something urgent to tend to. Let's go to the airport ourselves and go back to Hai City today."

Ji Nuan's hand rested on the curtain. After a short pause, she looked at Feng Ling.

"Feng Ling, tell me if anything is wrong?"

Not answering her, Feng Ling pushed back the quilt and got off the bed. "Let's have breakfast first. Mr. Mo has told me to make sure you have each meal on time every day. Shall we order takeout or call a housekeeping aunt over to cook for us? I can't cook. Even if I do, I don' think you can bear the food I make."

"Just tell me what happened to him. No matter what has happened, you shouldn't keep it from me." Ji Nuan stared at Feng Ling's back and raised her voice, not giving her a chance to change the topic.

Feng Ling stopped, turned around, and looked at Ji Nuan. "Mrs. Mo, I believe Mr. Mo will come back. What you should do now is to go back to Hai City safe and sound."

"What happened to him?"

When Ji Nuan heard that she said, 'I believe Mr. Mo will come back,' her heart sank.

Feng Ling wouldn't easily say these sorts of words.

Knowing Ji Nuan wouldn't give up until she told her the truth, Feng Ling gazed at her, saying, "Mr. Mo flew to Cambodia some days ago, where it is recently not peaceful. There are also gangs lurking around in Cambodia that became enemies with us in the United States. Mr. Mo is currently out of contact with our men, and we can't find his location or receive any signal from him. What we know is only that a group of arms dealers active at the China-Cambodian border went to that area too. We don't know if they ran into each other..."

Ji Nuan gazed at Feng Ling calmly. It had been quite a while before she understood what Feng Ling told her. She repeated to herself what Feng Ling just said word by word in her heart.

"The gangs who became enemies with you in the United States? Mo Jingshen is from the Mo Family. With such a powerful background, he didn't have to get his hands dirty when he developed his business, nor did he need to contact the underworld to get their support. What on earth was he up to when he was in the US? Why did he suddenly go to Cambodia? That's a dangerous country where gang violence is rampant, and land mines are almost everywhere, which is something known to the whole world! Why did he go there?"

"Sorry, Mrs. Mo. Only Mr. Mo can answer your question after he comes back. I can't tell you too much," Feng Ling said gently. "But please believe me, just as you said, Mr. Mo's hands have always been clean. He hasn't done anything illegal. As for what happened in the US back then, well, it is complicated. Although he has nothing to do with the underworld, in the eyes of the gangsters and the competitors of the XI base, his life is worth ten billion yuan. They won't kill him, but if they ambush him and capture him, they won't release him easily..."

"So, you mean he can't be back because he has been kidnapped...?"

Feng Ling paused and looked at her. "Mr. Mo is missing, and the people in the base have all gone to search for him, but nobody knows what exactly happened to him. He had cut off the contact signal before he went missing..."

"What? That's impossible. He said he just went abroad on business." Ji Nuan suddenly turned around to run into her bedroom and picked her cell phone to call Mo Jingshen.

"Sorry, the number you have just dialed is unavailable right now. Please try again later."

Ji Nuan slightly frowned and continued to try other numbers of Mo Jingshen.

Work phone number, personal phone number, and the infrequently used phone number. She tried each of them.

But the voice prompted that the phone was powered off, unable to connect or out of service.

Seeing Ji Nuan still trying to call Mo Jingshen, Feng Ling came up to her. "Our men have gone to search for him. Mr. Mo will come back safely, for sure. Mrs. Mo, let's go back to Hai City first and I'll company you back."

Trying to calm down, Ji Nuan looked at her. "He asked me to wait for him to come back, and he promised to take me to the airport when he comes back to China. Mo Jingshen never breaks his promise. I'll stay here, waiting for him. Perhaps he is right on a plane for China or has landed at the airport. I must wait for him here."

Feng Ling wanted to comfort her, but obviously, Ji Nuan was on the verge of collapse and she shouldn't push her too hard, so she merely said, "Okay, then let's wait for him here. I'll stay with you."

Ji Nuan didn't speak anymore but sat down on the couch with her cell phone in her hand and her eyes staring at the door.

Half an hour later, there was suddenly some noise outside the door, and the doorbell rang. Ji Nuan lunged to her feet and rushed up to the door. She looked really excited when she swung the door open. However, to her disappointment, a strange middle-aged man was standing outside.

"Young lady, this is the takeout you just ordered." The middle-aged man smiled at her politely and handed her two bags with meal boxes inside.

The smile on Ji Nuan's face immediately froze.

Feng Ling hurriedly walked out, took over the takeout, and paid for it. Then she pulled Ji Nuan into the room and closed the door.

"This is the takeout I just ordered. Mrs. Mo, you can wait here, but you must have some food."

"I'm not hungry. You can eat it." Ji Nuan walked back to the couch and sat down.

"But Mr. Mo said you have to eat breakfast."

"I'm not hungry..."

"Mrs. Mo, if Mr. Mo finds out that you don't have your meals on time, he will fire me when he comes back. You know, I don't want to go back to the US. It will be hard for a female bodyguard like me to find a job in China if I get fired."