Chapter 225: Chapter 220: And Don’t Play Mind Games with Me
"If you don’t want to see me, who do you want to see? Ying Jingyao?"
Rong Mochen suddenly erupted in anger, his large hand heavily pressing down on Jin Jumo’s shoulder, his whole being like an enraged lion baring its teeth as he loomed over her.
Jin Jumo was stunned by his sudden fierceness, her face turning pale, holding her breath while staring at him.
Rong Mochen never felt such intense jealousy before; it was like a blazing fire consuming him from within.
Tang Ruan was the one he cherished.
How could he, for her sake, do anything to Tang Ruan?
So, she was certain that he wouldn’t agree to her condition.
But at this moment, she absolutely couldn’t admit that.
Otherwise, she had no doubt he would tear her apart on the spot!
Jin Jumo tightly gripped the white shirt by his shoulder, took a deep breath, and stared into his gleaming peach blossom eyes, "No. The reason I set this condition is that if you agree and fulfill it, I will truly marry you. I won’t go back on my word."
Rong Mochen squinted his eyes, his face as solemn as it could be.
Liang Tong stared at her for a long time, uncertain if he believed Jin Jumo, and said in a deep voice, "If that’s the case, shouldn’t you cut off ties with certain messy people?"
Messy people?
Who?
Jin Jumo looked at him, both tense and confused.
She was tense because of the fiery presence in her abdomen, ready to unleash itself.
Rong Mochen stared into her bewildered eyes, "Ying Jingyao!"
"..." Jin Jumo’s breath caught.
"What? You can’t bear to?"
Rong Mochen pinched her chin, speaking in an ominous tone.
Jin Jumo anxiously turned her gaze away, feeling his abdomen intentionally pressing down, making her belly tremble as she gasped, "Jingyao and I... I’ll find a chance to explain it to him."
"Can you still bring yourself to say it now?" Rong Mochen said coldly.
Jin Jumo was startled, staring at him blankly.
Rong Mochen’s expression was cold and severe; the fingers pinching her chin increased pressure, "He’s always doing things to please you, making you soft-hearted and grateful, then throwing yourself into his arms, isn’t that right?"
Jin Jumo frowned, not knowing if it was because he hurt her or because of his words.
Knowing he probably already knew about Ying Jingyao’s injury from saving her last night, Jin Jumo didn’t hide anything and said, "Jingyao is still in the hospital for me. His right hand might never be able to exert force again, even holding a scalpel is difficult. At this moment, I can’t bring myself to say it."
"I’m someone who loves to help others. If you can’t say it, I’ll be more than willing to say it for you," Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo coolly, his tone devoid of any emotion.
Jin Jumo tightened her expression, "I’d like to handle my matters with him myself."
Rong Mochen smirked slightly, it was unclear if he agreed to let Jin Jumo handle it herself.
The large hand roaming her waist moved upwards again.
The goosebumps rose once more, and Jin Jumo’s body tensed, a hand suddenly pressing down on his mischief-making hand, her peach blossom eyes staring intensely at him, "Mr. Rong, have you forgotten what you promised me?"
"..."
It was as if he had anticipated her reaction.
"Little Mo, don’t take me for a fool, nor play tricks with me. If I fulfill my promise to you and you still refuse to marry me, I don’t know what I might do," Rong Mochen’s indifferent voice slowly spilled from his thin lips.
Each word was calm, but in Jin Jumo’s ears, it was full of threat and warning.
Jin Jumo clenched her palm, speaking softly, "Believe it or not, you just wait and see."
"Hmm. I’ll wait," Rong Mochen removed the arm blocking his view, his dark eyes deeply locking onto Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo’s eyelashes fluttered, lowering her eyes slightly.
Rong Mochen’s hand slowly slid down from her wrist, grasping her lightly clenched fist, prying open her tightly held fingers one by one, holding onto her fingertip, his voice magnetic and calm, "I’m not patient, so I’ll give you one day to handle your relationship with Ying Jingyao.
If, after a day, you still can’t bring yourself to say it, I will deal with it my way... for you."
"Rong..."
"Don’t negotiate with me, Little Mo. One day is my limit," Rong Mochen’s face suddenly dropped, his dark eyes shadowed as he stared at Jin Jumo intently.
Jin Jumo, "..."
As Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen left the room, they saw Gu Yan sitting upright on the sofa, acting as if oblivious to the world around him.
Jin Jumo, not in a good mood, only gave him a passing glance.
Rong Mochen frowned slightly, a hint of disdain in his dark eyes, saying, "Let’s go."
Gu Yan straightened his coat seriously, stood up, his eyes fixed on the spot on Jin Jumo’s neck, neither moving up nor down an inch, "Sister-in-law, the kitchen’s been tidied up. If you’re tired, no need to see me and Boss Rong off. I’ll come again next time."
Jin Jumo gave Gu Yan a few more strange looks.
Rong Mochen’s disdain deepened, almost ready to kick him twice.
Holding his chin taut, he gave Jin Jumo one last look, saying nothing, pressing his thin lips as he walked towards the door.
Gu Yan bowed respectfully to Jin Jumo once more, and as he turned, he inadvertently caught sight of her swollen lips, inhaling slightly, silently admiring, no doubt about his boss - so fierce! How could he bully a young lady so badly? Tsk tsk!
All the way from the apartment to the car, Gu Yan remained serious.
But as soon as he got into the car, Gu Yan suddenly did a 360-degree turnaround, his eyes flashing with gossipy green light, staring straight at Rong Mochen, raising four fingers, "Forty minutes, Boss, once or twice?"
"..."
Rong Mochen twitched his lips, looking at him with a cold indifference as if even a glance was a waste, speaking coldly, "If you want to get out and grab a cab yourself, then shut your mouth!"
"Boss Rong, you’re being totally ungrateful, this is clearly a case of kicking me to the curb once I’ve served my purpose!"
Gu Yan raised two "jade hands" in frustration, "These hands have never done such menial work, but today I sacrificed my precious first time just to complete your hooliganism, and you’re cruel enough to kick me out of the car?"
Hooliganism?
Rong Mochen pursed his lips tightly, glancing at him, "Since you sacrificed so much today, how about I reward you with a vacation back to Z City?"
"..."
Gu Yan was instantly deflated.
He had boasted in front of Xiao Nanqing and the others that this time he’d definitely take Momo back with him.
If he went back to Z City alone, those crazy guys would have endless jokes at his expense!
So there’s no way he could go back alone.
"Any news?"
Rong Mochen suddenly asked, his voice turning from indifferent to deep cold.
Gu Yan was stunned for a moment before he realized, straightened himself up and said, "Four years ago, Fu Mulan went missing and overnight New锐 Film and Television declared bankruptcy and was acquired by the Rong Family. Wen Qiye left with a sum of money and her new beau and settled in Singapore, never coming back.
Shortly after Fu Mulan’s disappearance, Wen Bozhi suddenly vanished from the hospital as well. Everyone thought Wen Bozhi’s other daughter Wen Yi took him away, but it wasn’t. The one who took Wen Bozhi away was Fu Mulan."
Rong Mochen frowned deeply, his expression cold, "Is there anything I don’t know?"
"..."
Gu Yan wiped his sweat, cleared his throat and said, "I’ve been searching for Fu Mulan all these years, but haven’t found anything. Fu Mulan seems to have vanished into thin air..."
"Don’t you always brag that there isn’t a thing in this world Gu Yan wants to know that he can’t find out?" Rong Mochen said.
Gu Yan’s face turned red, wiping his face, "Boss Rong, don’t mock me, trying to find this woman, I’ve gotten laughed at by Xiao Nanqing and the others more than enough. Now I’m embarrassed to even say what I used to do for a living in front of you guys."
Saying it gets him booed, does he still dare to say it?
Rong Mochen glanced indifferently at Gu Yan, not saying anything.
In these years, except for the time he spent as a special assistant to him, Gu Yan’s efforts were mostly focused on finding Fu Mulan.
With Gu Yan’s skills, finding Fu Mulan, who was also taking care of the medically needed Wen Bozhi, wasn’t supposed to be difficult.
Unless there was a power behind Fu Mulan helping her evade their pursuit...
If this were true.
This power is not to be underestimated!
"I refuse to believe it, if Fu Mulan isn’t dead, one day I’ll drag her out!"
Gu Yan clenched his fist, his baby face filled with determination.
Rong Mochen looked at him but didn’t comment.
After Rong Mochen and Gu Yan left, Jin Jumo sat on the couch, watching the clock tick away, yet never made a move to go to the hospital.
There was a lot on her mind, messy.
Reason told her she should do it, but emotion and morals pulled her to the opposite side.
One day, just one day is all she had...
Jin Jumo closed her eyes, clenched her fists.
The special ringtone for someone rang, Jin Jumo’s eyes flew open, grabbing the phone like a lifesaving straw.
As soon as she answered, a carefree woman’s voice came through, "Wow, you miss me that much, answering so fast?"
Jin Jumo sighed in relief, curling her lips, "Can you not be narcissistic?"
"Hmm... Probably not!" The other end pretended to think, then replied cheerfully.
Jin Jumo hummed, asking, "Where’s Hao Hao?"
"Hao Hao he..."
"Aunt..."
"I wasn’t finished..."
"Let me speak first..."
"Jian Chenghao, how can you be so shameless? I’m a woman and you’re a little man, how can you not be gentlemanly?"
"You’re a woman?"
"...If I’m not a woman, who gave birth to you? Maria?"
Jin Jumo, "..."
"Ju Zi, aren’t Xixi and Hanhan still in kindergarten at this time?" In the end, Jian Liangtong won over Jian Chenghao, continuing to whisper sweetly with Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo shook her head helplessly, "Liang Tong, Hao Hao is only three, are you really his biological mom?"
"He’s three but not a man? Isn’t it only natural for men to yield to women?" Jian Liangtong replied confidently!
Jin Jumo was speechless, "It’s not early in the UK now, isn’t it? Why are you and Hao Hao still up?"