Chapter 237: Chapter 232: Be Good, Okay? 3
"Xiao Xiao, don’t you know Jingyao’s thoughts? He is worried that if you two are together in the future, Director Ying and Mrs. Ying will have a knot in their hearts towards you, so he hides it from them. He doesn’t want you to be wronged." Ruan Chen frowned, with a stern tone suggesting Jin Jumo didn’t understand or appreciate this.
"..." Jin Jumo bit her lip, guilt threatening to consume her.
Ying Jingyao looked at Jin Jumo’s pale face, feeling a sharp pain in his heart, and reprimanded, "Ruan Chen, enough. At worst, we won’t go back to the UK."
"How’s that okay?"
Jin Jumo walked up to him, "Jingyao, now is not the time for impulsiveness. Healing your injury is the most important. As for Mrs. Ying’s feelings towards me... I can handle it."
"I care!" Ying Jingyao pressed his lips tightly and stared deeply at Jin Jumo, "Momo, if being with me means endless grievances for you, then what’s the point of saying I love you and want to protect you?"
"..." Jin Jumo looked into Ying Jingyao’s sincere and compassionate eyes, feeling that familiar guilt surge again.
In a slightly hoarse voice, "Jingyao, these are minor issues. Your mother’s misconceptions about me might have started during Xixi and Hanhan’s birthday party. I don’t mind if they find out about it again. Besides, once your hand heals, I’ll have many opportunities to seek your parents’ forgiveness and resolve the misunderstanding."
"Precisely because my parents already have misconceptions about you, I can’t let them deepen. Momo, stop talking about it. My mind’s already made up, and my parents mustn’t find out about this."
Ying Jingyao said.
"But..."
"Enough. There’s nothing to argue about."
Ruan Chen seemed impatient, glanced at Ying Jingyao and Jin Jumo, then looked at Jin Jumo naturally and said, "Anyway, you don’t have anything going on domestically now, so just go to the UK to take care of him."
Jin Jumo stiffened suddenly.
Ying Jingyao and Ruan Chen saw the rejection and resistance in Jin Jumo’s eyes.
Ying Jingyao’s eyes darkened slightly, "Momo going with me to the UK, who will take care of Xixi and Hanhan? It’s not feasible."
Ruan Chen curled his lips coldly, staring at Jin Jumo intensely, "Isn’t Miss Jian and Hao Hao also in the UK? Take Xixi and Hanhan there too; I think Miss Jian would be happy to take care of them."
Jin Jumo’s lashes trembled slightly, she looked up at Ruan Chen.
The subtle mockery on Ruan Chen’s face was like a sharp sword stabbing into her heart.
Suddenly, Jin Jumo felt like she might be the most heartless and unfeeling woman in the world!
Ying Jingyao’s injury was because of her. Wasn’t it natural for her to take care of him?
Furthermore, Ying Jingyao has family and relatives in the UK.
Those willing to care for him are countless, I’m afraid.
His determination not to tell his family about his injury was also for her...
Pushing him away now, full of reluctance, wasn’t it too indifferent?
Jin Jumo slightly moved her lips, "When are we going to the UK?"
Ying Jingyao felt a slight wave of emotion as he looked at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo smiled lightly, "I need to prepare, so I won’t be caught off guard. Besides, the passport..."
"You don’t need to worry about the passport; I’ll take care of it." Ruan Chen said.
Jin Jumo lowered her eyes and nodded, "Xixi and Hanhan must come with me too. I can’t leave them far away from me."
"Alright." Ruan Chen stared at Jin Jumo’s slightly pale side profile, his eyes flashed quickly, and his tone softened a bit, "No need to prepare anything. Once in the UK, someone will arrange what’s needed for you."
"When are we going?" Jin Jumo asked again.
"As soon as possible." Ruan Chen squinted his eyes.
"..."
What Jin Jumo didn’t expect was that Ruan Chen’s idea of as soon as possible turned out to be first thing the next morning.
Jin Jumo found out about departing for the UK the next morning only on the night she decided to go, and she was dumbfounded for quite a while.
Evening.
Jin Jumo told Xixi and Hanhan about the decision to go to the UK only when the little ones were getting ready to sleep.
Xixi looked bewilderedly at Jin Jumo after hearing the news, "Why are we going to the UK? Is it to see Aunt Jian and Brother Hao?"
"Yes." Jin Jumo was a bit distracted.
"Yay, yay!"
Xixi, being obedient, was so happy that she clapped her little hands.
Hanhan remained silent, his clear eyes staring pensively at Jin Jumo.
Due to excitement, Xixi only fell asleep close to eleven.
Jin Jumo watched the two little ones drift into sleep, then sat for a while, lightly kissed each of their foreheads, turned off the lights, and left the room.
Just at the moment Jin Jumo closed the door, a pair of bright eyes slowly opened in the darkness.
A little chubby hand reached under the pillow, and when pulled out, there was an extra small phone in its grasp.
Hanhan looked at the sleeping Xixi beside him, gingerly got off the bed.
Not long after, his small figure slipped into the balcony behind the curtain.
Hanhan squatted behind the curtain, tiny as he was, the glow from the phone screen flickered in the drapery, and he spoke earnestly, "Uncle Gu, it’s me, Hanhan."
The presidential suite’s air was cold and solemn.
When the phone rang, Gu Yan didn’t bother to check the caller ID and answered immediately, speaking in a somewhat heavy tone, "Who is it?"
The childish voice from the phone made the malice on Gu Yan’s face vanish instantly, and his round face broke into a gentle smile, "Hanhan, calling Uncle Gu so late, do you miss Uncle Gu?"
The person sitting on the sofa opposite Gu Yan frowned slightly, his dark eyes flashed with displeasure, coldly staring at Gu Yan’s occasionally triumphant gaze.
"No," Hanhan replied promptly.
Gu Yan’s mouth twitched, but his smile widened on his face, like a blooming flower, "I miss Hanhan too."
Hanhan, "..."
Rong Mochen snorted coldly, squinting dangerously at Gu Yan.
Gu Yan licked his lips, symbolically covering his face with excitement, "Hanhan, it’s very late now. No matter how much you miss Uncle Gu, you need to sleep. Uncle Gu promises to pick you and Xixi up for kindergarten tomorrow morning."
Hanhan, "..."
"No need, Xixi and I are going to the UK with Mommy tomorrow morning on a seven o’clock flight. I called to thank you for the phone you gave me. I hadn’t thanked you yet."
After a pause, Hanhan said, "Thank you. That’s all."
Hearing Hanhan’s words, Gu Yan jumped up from the sofa in shock, like a monkey, hurriedly saying, "Hanhan, what did you say? Where are you going?"
The response to Gu Yan was a burst of busy tone.
Hanhan had already hung up the call.
"What do you mean by where?" Rong Mochen tightened his brows, staring fixedly at Gu Yan’s astonished round face.
Gu Yan took a deep breath, looking at Rong Mochen, "It’s bad, Boss Rong, Little Momo is taking Xixi and Hanhan to the UK. The flight is at seven tomorrow morning."
"She won’t be able to leave that easily!" Rong Mochen stood up from the sofa like an enraged lion, his handsome face filled with dark anger, and he said coldly.
"Why would Little Momo suddenly want to take Xixi and Hanhan to the UK? To avoid you?" Gu Yan felt restless thinking of Xixi being taken thousands of miles away to the UK!
His round face was full of frustration, "Boss Rong, didn’t you say Little Momo had promised you that as long as you helped her take revenge, she would be with you?"
"Hmph." Rong Mochen snorted, his dark eyes cold and his voice full of menace, "Looks like I’ve been too lenient with her!"
Seeing the harsh coldness on Rong Mochen’s face, Gu Yan couldn’t help but shiver slightly.
Sleeping all day, Jin Jumo lay on the bed, the lights still on, staring at the bright white ceiling, unable to sleep.
Laying with eyes wide open until the middle of the night, Jin Jumo vaguely heard the sound of the door opening.
At first, she thought she misheard.
But soon after, there were heavy footsteps approaching her room, step by step.
The hair on Jin Jumo’s back stood up, and she sat up abruptly from the bed, eyes wide open, staring directly at the door, not daring to make a sound.
The footsteps stopped outside her door.
The hands under Jin Jumo’s blanket clenched into tight fists.
Countless possibilities flashed through her mind.
A thief, or something strange?
The security at Yu Yang Apartment has always been good, and there hasn’t been a single theft incident in recent years...
The more she thought, the heavier Jin Jumo’s breathing became, and her spine began to tremble slightly.
Suddenly.
The sound of the doorknob being forcefully twisted drifted over.
Her peach blossom eyes trembled violently, staring at the continuously twisting doorknob.
She always had the habit of locking the door before sleeping...
Soon, the sound of the doorknob twisting stopped.
Then Jin Jumo heard footsteps moving away, seemingly heading towards the children’s room next door.
Xixi and Hanhan...
The tension in Jin Jumo’s mind suddenly tightened, and she hurriedly got out of bed, rushing unthinkingly to the door, quickly unlocking and opening it before running out.
Her fast-moving steps toward the children’s room abruptly stopped when she saw the tall figure standing at the door of the children’s room.
Jin Jumo panted, the shock slowly reflecting in her peach blossom eyes, disbelief mixed with a strange sense of relief as she stared at the man appearing in the apartment in the dead of night, her voice still trembling with fright, "Mr. Rong?"
Rong Mochen stood there expressionlessly in a well-crafted classic black suit, coldly and sharply staring at Jin Jumo.
After her initial shock, a surge of anger flooded Jin Jumo, clenching her fist, "Since when does Mr. Rong have the habit of trespassing into others’ homes in the middle of the night?"
Rong Mochen said nothing, his gaze on Jin Jumo cold to the bone.
This immediately reminded Jin Jumo of the first time she saw him at the bar, the way he looked at her, indifferent, cold, chilling her to the bone.
Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered slightly, her face still tinged with residual anger, lips tightly pressed as she glanced at the door, then placed her questioning gaze back on Rong Mochen, "How did you get in?"
"Does it matter?" Rong Mochen replied coldly.
Jin Jumo frowned, looking at Rong Mochen, doubt hidden deep in her eyes, thinking for a moment, she lowered her voice, "I didn’t offend Mr. Rong today, did I?"
Rong Mochen tugged at his lips, his dark eyes on Jin Jumo carrying a hint of bloodlust, taking long strides, he walked step by step towards her.
Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered wildly, panic suddenly flooding her heart, unconsciously making her step back, frowning, her voice slightly trembling, "Don’t move!"