Chapter 242: Chapter 237: Crying Like This
Apparently, Xixi wasn’t afraid of him; in fact, she even opened her large glassy eyes and curiously examined him.
Lei Yicheng, intrigued, slightly lifted his lips, bent down, and wrapped his stone-hard arms around her, lifting her up.
Xixi only blinked and didn’t struggle, obediently letting him hug her.
"I’m a friend of your dad’s, you can call me Uncle Lei," Lei Yicheng said.
"A friend of my dad’s?" Xixi tilted her little head, seriously looking at him with her white, tender face, "What proof do you have that you’re my dad’s friend? Do you know Uncle Gu? Uncle Gu is also my dad’s friend."
Lei Yicheng wasn’t particularly fond of children, but facing Xixi, he couldn’t help but feel a bit joyful. Smiling, he said, "I know your dad’s name."
Xixi raised her small eyebrows, questioning him like a little teacher, "Then tell me, what’s my dad’s name?"
Lei Yicheng glanced at Jin Jumo, "Rong Mochen."
"Rong Mochen?" Xixi repeated it, then looked back at Jin Jumo, "Mami, is that right?"
Alright, she didn’t know her dad’s name either.
Lei Yicheng stared directly at her, and Jin Jumo slightly clenched her hand, nodding lightly.
This action by Jin Jumo was tantamount to admitting that Rong Mochen was the biological father of Xixi and Hanhan.
The smile at the corner of Lei Yicheng’s mouth deepened; only then did he shift his gaze from Jin Jumo to Xixi’s face. "Now Xixi can trust Uncle Lei, right?"
Xixi smiled, "Uncle Lei."
Lei Yicheng patted Xixi’s head, "What a good girl."
"Mr. Lei, is there something you need?" Jin Jumo looked at him in confusion.
Lei Yicheng put Xixi down and also patted Hanhan’s little head, perhaps afraid that his stern appearance might scare Xixi and Hanhan.
So the corners of Lei Yicheng’s mouth remained gently lifted, and his voice was as gentle as possible when he spoke, "Why so formal? Just call me by my name from now on."
"I’ll just call you Brother Lei," Jin Jumo said.
Lei Yicheng thought Jin Jumo would be formal with him, not expecting her to be so straightforward. He also smiled, "That works."
"Is there something Brother Lei needs?"
Lei Yicheng nodded, taking a box out of his coat pocket, "For you."
Jin Jumo looked at the box in confusion, noticing a certain brand of phone, her eyes slightly narrowing, "For me?"
"Don’t overthink it; Mo Chen asked me to prepare it. Inside is a SIM card for S City," Lei Yicheng said with a smile.
"Oh." Jin Jumo pursed her lips and took it, "Thank you."
"I already said no need for thanks." Lei Yicheng’s humble attitude was nothing like that of someone involved in shady dealings.
Jin Jumo nodded symbolically.
Can you really not be formal at all when with someone like this?
"It looks like you’re getting ready to go out?" Lei Yicheng asked.
Jin Jumo was instantly a bit embarrassed, "I was planning to go out..."
"Planning?" Lei Yicheng raised an eyebrow, "And now?"
"Now?" Jin Jumo’s face turned slightly red, her peach blossom eyes held a hint of awkwardness as she looked at Lei Yicheng, "Now, if Brother Lei could lend me some cash, I think I could go out."
"..." Lei Yicheng was visibly shocked, looking at the embarrassed Jin Jumo, frowning, "Mo Chen couldn’t possibly be that stingy, right?"
"..." Jin Jumo was so embarrassed she wished she could bury herself, her voice was so small it couldn’t be any smaller, "All my things are in S City, I’m currently penniless."
Seeing Jin Jumo’s clear embarrassment, Lei Yicheng didn’t say anything further. Instead, he took a Black Gold Card out of his bag and handed it to her, "I don’t usually carry cash, just this card."
Jin Jumo glanced at the Black Gold Card, immediately waving it off, "Then forget it."
A Black Gold Card, with no limit when used! How could she dare to accept it?
Lei Yicheng chuckled, "Go ahead, take it. I already said no need to be formal."
"No, no, no, I..."
As Jin Jumo was making excuses to decline, Lei Yicheng had already slipped the card into her coat pocket, smiled at her, and turned to leave.
Jin Jumo, "..."
Jin Jumo wrestled with her thoughts in the apartment for a long while before she finally went out with Xixi and Hanhan.
The elevator reached the first floor, but before Jin Jumo could step out, a muscular man in a black suit, wearing sunglasses, directly blocked them in the elevator.
Jin Jumo was startled, instinctively shielding Xixi and Hanhan behind her, warily looking at the man in black.
The man in black stood upright, first giving Jin Jumo a ninety-degree bow, then said, "Miss Jin, I was sent by Mr. Lei to be your driver."
Driver...
Jin Jumo looked at the man in black before her, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly, "Can I refuse?"
The man in black’s face clearly twitched.
Jin Jumo didn’t take Xixi and Hanhan far away; they just played for a while at the amusement park on the ground floor of the mall near the apartment. By lunchtime, she led the two little ones to the dining area on the fifth floor of the mall to find a place to eat.
Just as they reached the fifth floor and stepped out of the elevator.
A petite figure like the wind rushed up to her, a part of her long black hair flying onto her face because she ran so fast.
Jin Jumo was startled and opened her eyes wide, curiously looking at the indistinct face of the girl in front of her...
The reason she assumed it was a girl was because she was wearing a black plaid strap dress, black leggings, white casual shoes, and a long knit cardigan with a Korean style.
The weather was nice today, and since it was already March, dressing like that wouldn’t feel cold.
The girl dashed in front of her, spreading her arms wide, as if afraid they might leave.
She gasped for breath and didn’t stop for quite a while.
Jin Jumo looked down at Xixi and Hanhan at her leg, seeing the two little ones weren’t scared but curiously looking at the sudden appearance of the "crazy woman." Jin Jumo then refocused her gaze on the girl, her gentle voice full of doubt, "Little girl, do we know each other?"
The girl nodded vigorously, swiftly brushing the hair off her face to reveal a round apple-like face.
Jin Jumo stared at those big, sparkling grape-like eyes, her peach blossom eyes gleaming with delight, "Little Yan."
"Sister Jin, wow, you’re Sister Jin. You’re not dead, you’re not dead."
Mu Yan instantly burst into tears, hugging Jin Jumo tightly, not caring about the occasion, and wailed loudly.
"..." Jin Jumo felt a mix of being touched and amused, hugging her back, "You’re crying so much, others might think I did something to you."
"Let others think what they want. I couldn’t care less. Woo... Sister Jin, Sister Jin, you’re still alive. I must not be dreaming, right?" Mu Yan sobbed while reaching out to rub Jin Jumo’s face, her own face wet with tears.
Jin Jumo lightly furrowed her brow, wiping her tears, "You’re not dreaming. Didn’t Xiao Nanqing tell you? I’m fine."
"He knew you weren’t dead?" Mu Yan’s eyes widened in shock, filled with tears.
Seeing her like this, Jin Jumo realized Xiao Nanqing hadn’t told her she was still alive.
Just as Jin Jumo was about to speak,
a handsome young man ran over with urgency in his step, grabbing Mu Yan’s hand tightly, his voice laced with urgency and slight panting, "Little Yan, are you trying to scare me to death?"
Jin Jumo’s eyebrow twitched slightly, looking at the man with mild suspicion.
The man was dressed in an elegant beige cardigan and casual cropped pants, his shoes were almost identical to Mu Yan’s, except for the size.
Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered, looking at Mu Yan.
Mu Yan didn’t shake off his hand. On the contrary, she used her other hand to hold the man’s clean, fair hand, "Yu, I’m fine."
Shi Yu’s delicate and upright face remained tightly knotted, his eyes as pure as clear springs filled with persistent concern.
Mu Yan looked at him with a good-natured smile, "Don’t be mad. Don’t you always complain that I never introduce you to my friends? Well, here she is—my best friend, her name is Jin Jumo. I call her Sister Jin."
Shi Yu’s clear, bright face showed a hint of surprise as he looked at Jin Jumo. His hands slightly tense, his ears reddening, "H-hello."
Jin Jumo had never seen such a shy man, inadvertently allowing a faint smile to emerge on her lips, "Hello."
"I was wondering why Little Yan suddenly rushed off, turns out she saw a friend," Shi Yu said with a smile.
Jin Jumo noted that Shi Yu and Mu Yan shared a common feature when they smiled—a pair of charming dimples that made them look very likable.
Jin Jumo’s lips curved slightly as she looked at Mu Yan, her voice carrying a subtle hint of amusement, "You introduced me, but why not introduce your ... friend here?"
Mu Yan pouted lightly, smiling as she leaned closer to Jin Jumo’s ear and whispered, "He’s my boyfriend, Shi Yu."
Even though she had suspected their relationship wasn’t ordinary, hearing Mu Yan admit it herself made Jin Jumo’s face show a hint of surprise.
Pressing her lips together, she glanced at Shi Yu, who blushed to his ears, standing awkwardly beside Mu Yan, but said nothing.
"This sister is so pretty. Is she mommy’s friend?"
Xixi couldn’t hold back her curiosity, her little mouth sweetly asking like honey.
Hearing the soft and sweet little voice, Mu Yan then noticed the two little ones beside Jin Jumo.
Her little mouth instantly formed an "O," her dark, bright grape eyes staring at Xixi and Hanhan with both surprise and joy for quite some time without saying a word.
"Are these your children?" Shi Yu’s eyes were glued to Xixi and Hanhan, his voice unable to hide his shock.
After all, Jin Jumo didn’t look much older than them.
Who would have thought she already had two such big children...
Jin Jumo nodded gracefully, looking at Xixi with a gentle gaze, "Xixi, this is Aunt Mu, a very good friend of mommy’s."
"Aunt Mu?" Xixi wrinkled her little eyebrows, troubled, looking up at Jin Jumo, "But I don’t want to call her Aunt."
Mu Yan hadn’t recovered from her shock, and upon hearing this, her heart shattered into pieces, her mouth pouting, looking at Jin Jumo with sadness, "Sister Jin..."
Jin Jumo didn’t expect Xixi to say that, her face twitching slightly as she looked at Xixi patiently, "Why doesn’t Xixi want to call her Aunt Mu?"
"Because she’s very pretty, and..." Xixi thought for a long time but couldn’t come up with a reason for "and."
This worried Mu Yan, as she pulled her hand from Shi Yu’s.
Mu Yan squatted in front of Xixi, her big eyes blinking as she innocently asked, "And what?"