Chapter 238: Chapter 233: I Hate You, I’ll Hate You for a Lifetime!
Rong Mochen’s lips curled into a cold smile, continuing to move closer to her.
Jin Jumo’s eyelashes fluttered violently, forced back by him until there was no escape.
Steeling her heart, Jin Jumo bit her lip tightly and glanced at the bedroom door, swiftly running inside.
Using both hands to push the door.
Rong Mochen’s black eyes grazed over a chill, his large hand easily pressed against the door panel, looking at Jin Jumo inside the bedroom, her little face flushed from pushing the door forcefully, "Do you weigh yourself accurately, do you have the ability to stop me?"
"..." Jin Jumo inhaled sharply, then instantly deflated.
Her peach blossom eyes stifled, staring at Rong Mochen, her pink lips stretched straight with suppressed indignation, "Mr. Rong is here now, what exactly do you want to do?"
Rong Mochen stared directly at Jin Jumo, "You’re just about to go to the UK, I’m here to see you off."
Jin Jumo was so shocked that all blood drained from her face, her lips instantly losing color as well.
"Little Mo, you are truly naughty. I want to spoil you, but you insist on opposing me."
As Rong Mochen spoke, his form was like a nimble leopard, suddenly leaping inside, his two paws gripping Jin Jumo’s soft waist, pressing her against his waist and abdomen, biting Jin Jumo’s earlobe, speaking sinisterly beside her ear.
Jin Jumo, startled by his sudden action, became stiff all over, her face trembling multiple times, staring at him with panic, unable to utter a word.
Rong Mochen’s hands on Jin Jumo’s waist grew increasingly forceful, his sharp teeth on her ear continuously applying pressure.
"Hurts." Jin Jumo called out softly, her shoulder trembling continuously.
Rong Mochen refused to let go, his eyes fierce red, accumulating a continuous flow of anger unseen by Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo slowly opened her eyes, those red eyes stared intently at the tense handsome face before her, tears still flowing unceasingly down her eye corners.
Rong Mochen glanced at her, saying nothing, holding her as he walked straight out of the bedroom.
Jin Jumo’s eyes narrowed lightly.
Seeing herself being carried toward the door, Jin Jumo couldn’t help but tense up, looking at him with surprise and doubt, "Where are you taking me?"
Rong Mochen’s expression was cold, unwilling to speak even a word.
Being carried out of the room, Jin Jumo panicked, "Rong Mochen..."
As Jin Jumo spoke, she heard Gu Yan’s voice from the side of the corridor, "Boss Rong."
Jin Jumo looked with red eyes at Gu Yan approaching from over there, eyes filled with confusion.
Gu Yan saw Jin Jumo’s swollen eye rims, his eyes flickered, and said to Rong Mochen, "Everything is ready."
Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo slowly, yet the words were directed at Gu Yan, "Are Xixi and Hanhan brought over?"
"..." Gu Yan glanced at Jin Jumo again, nodded, "Hanhan is awake, throwing a tantrum. Lei the Second and Nan Qing are coaxing."
Jin Jumo was too shocked to speak.
What exactly do they plan to do?
Rong Mochen’s hotel rooftop.
Jin Jumo looked at the private helicopter in front of her, her brow furrowed tightly.
In the dark night, a person walked down from the helicopter.
Tall and slender, with unparalleled appearance.
Xiao Nanqing, one hand in his pocket, phoenix eyes squinting, thin lips curling evilly, looked at Jin Jumo, "Didn’t expect after four years, you look like this in my presence, truly not stunning at all."
"..." Jin Jumo twitched her lips, looked down at her heavy pajamas.
"Boss Rong, I’ve checked for you, Hanhan isn’t yours!" Xiao Nanqing’s lips bore a trace of evil, squinting at Rong Mochen.
Jin Jumo pursed her lips, her body struggled within Rong Mochen’s firm embrace.
Rong Mochen subtly furrowed his brow, carrying her toward the helicopter.
As Gu Yan passed by Xiao Nanqing, "You think your eyes are a paternity test machine?"
Xiao Nanqing raised an eyebrow, kicked Gu Yan’s butt.
Gu Yan yelped, quickly running away holding his butt.
Xiao Nanqing sneered, "Look at your sorry appearance!"
Jin Jumo was carried into the helicopter, saw Hanhan crossing his arms, raising his eyebrows, facing Lei Yicheng with a helpless expression.
Meanwhile, Xixi was sleeping soundly on a small bed in the helicopter, completely unaware of anything happening.
"Hanhan." Jin Jumo called out.
"Mom." Hanhan slid off the chair immediately, running towards Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo wanted to hug him, but suddenly remembered she was still in someone’s arms.
So she locked her brows, staring at the someone, "Mr. Rong, how long do you intend to hold like this?"
Rong Mochen still had a stern face, as if Jin Jumo owed him something.
Looking at Hanhan who had run to his side, with big eyes staring at him unfriendly.
Rong Mochen pursed his lips, placing Jin Jumo beside Xixi’s small bed to sit down.
Jin Jumo just sat down, couldn’t help but want to get off the bed.
Rong Mochen stared coldly at her, "If you don’t want your feet, just get down!"
"..." Jin Jumo’s eyes trembled lightly, a foot extending toward the ground just froze there, unsure whether to continue or retreat.
Lei Yicheng and the other three pretended not to see this awkward scene, tacitly diverting their gaze elsewhere.
Rong Mochen didn’t know where he found a pair of brand new cotton slippers.
Standing in front of Jin Jumo, Rong Mochen stared at Jin Jumo’s two snow-white delicate jade feet, his tall body slowly crouched down.
Jin Jumo held her breath.
She watched as Rong Mochen held her ankle, slipping a pair of cotton slippers onto her feet one after the other.
Afterwards.
He didn’t let go of her ankle immediately, but held it for a while before slowly releasing it.
Standing up, his black eyes darkly stared at her.
Jin Jumo turned her eyes, suppressing a breath, slowly moving her gaze from him to Hanhan, who was a few steps away.
Hanhan pursed her little lips, walked over to Jin Jumo, but her big, dark eyes were focused on Rong Mochen.
Jin Jumo grabbed Hanhan’s small hand, got off the bed, and glanced at Xixi sleeping on the small bed.
Her suspicious gaze swept over Xiao Nanqing and the others before finally settling on Rong Mochen, "What does Mr. Rong mean by this?"
Rong Mochen did not answer Jin Jumo but said to Gu Yan and the others, "Let’s go."
Gu Yan nodded and instructed the pilot to take off.
Jin Jumo clenched her fists, her face flushed red, "Doesn’t Mr. Rong owe me an explanation?"
The helicopter had two cabins, separated by a metal door.
In the end, Rong Mochen didn’t say a word to Jin Jumo and turned into the other cabin.
Jin Jumo watched the cabin door close in front of her, holding back her emotions but couldn’t help it eventually, letting go of Hanhan’s hand, and followed him inside.
Seeing Jin Jumo follow inside, Rong Mochen slightly furrowed his brows and his cold, dark eyes stared at her.
"Mr. Rong, what exactly do you want? Where are you taking Xixi, Hanhan, and me?" Jin Jumo asked calmly.
"Get out!" Rong Mochen replied lightly to Jin Jumo’s questioning.
These two words instantly stirred all of Jin Jumo’s dissatisfaction.
"Rong Mochen, what gives you the right to do whatever you want with me and Xixi Hanhan? No explanation, do you think you’re God, that everyone has to follow every whim of yours?" Jin Jumo yelled.
Rong Mochen locked eyes with Jin Jumo’s angry, dark eyes, displaying only one emotion, coldness.
"I’ll say it again, get out!" Rong Mochen said.
Jin Jumo shook with rage, wishing to rush up and bite him, "You..."
"Little Mo Mo."
Just as Jin Jumo was about to lose control, Gu Yan’s cautious, conciliatory voice drifted over.
Jin Jumo closed her eyes, pursing her lips as she looked at Gu Yan.
Gu Yan chuckled, "Can’t we talk it over? What’s the big deal between a couple, no need to get so angry and scare the children later."
"..." Jin Jumo’s expression shifted slightly, remembering Hanhan behind the cabin door.
Biting her lower lip, Jin Jumo pushed back all her grievances and anger.
She sniffed, her throat moving as she swallowed, before leaving with red-rimmed eyes without looking back at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen didn’t miss Jin Jumo’s red eyes as she left.
His dark eyes narrowed as he glanced at Gu Yan.
Gu Yan made an OK gesture to him and closed the cabin door.
"Mom, are you okay?"
Hanhan, seeing Jin Jumo come out, blinked her large eyes and walked towards her.
Jin Jumo shook her head, bent slightly, picked him up, and placed him on Xixi’s small bed.
Hanhan looked at Jin Jumo’s red eyes and sighed internally.
"Little Mo Mo, the plane will land in about two hours, why don’t you and Hanhan rest for a while, I’ll call you when we arrive." Gu Yan suggested in a negotiating tone to Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo lowered her eyelashes, "Where to?"
Gu Yan’s mouth twitched, "Where else, home of course."
Jin Jumo’s eyes suddenly filled with more red as she slowly raised her head and stared blankly at Gu Yan, "Home? Where is home?"
Gu Yan saw the confusion and sorrow on Jin Jumo’s face, his heart ached, and he was at a loss for words.
Jin Jumo suddenly laughed, then lowered her head and didn’t say another word until the plane landed.
Arriving in Z City, it was nearly four in the morning.
Hanhan couldn’t resist the sleepiness and fell asleep on the plane, while Xixi slept like a piglet until the plane landed.
Getting off the helicopter, Gu Yan carried Xixi while Lei Yicheng carried Hanhan.
Xiao Nanqing glanced at Jin Jumo and, in an uncharacteristic act of chivalry, handed her his coat, "Put it on."
Jin Jumo lowered her eyes, accepted it, and her voice was slightly hoarse from not speaking for a while, "How is Little Yan?"
Xiao Nanqing’s brows carried a hint of coldness, "When have you seen her not doing well?"
Jin Jumo frowned, didn’t ask further, and walked past him to get off the plane.
Watching Jin Jumo leave, Xiao Nanqing leisurely strolled into another cabin, hands in pockets, leaned against the door, and eyed the man standing rigidly by the window, smirking, "Waiting for someone to call you?"
Rong Mochen glanced back at Xiao Nanqing, his dark, profound eyes crisscrossed with red veins.
Xiao Nanqing’s eyelids twitched, holding back from making cynical remarks.
One of Gu Yan’s many properties, a three-bedroom, two-living room apartment, located near the city center, valued at millions.
The apartment’s decor aligns with most male aesthetics, with silver as the main color scheme, exuding a modern minimalist European style.
Jin Jumo stood at the door, casually glanced at the layout of the apartment, not in a hurry to enter.