Chapter 146: Chapter 143: The Twelfth Day of the Twelfth Lunar Month Is an Auspicious Day
Huh?
Distracted?
Jin Jumo glanced at him with a flushed face, muttering, "You should’ve said so earlier."
Just as Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo arrived outside Jin Jiancheng’s hospital room, they saw Xiao Yao lurking suspiciously by the door, apparently eavesdropping.
Jin Jumo twitched her mouth, stepped forward, and patted Xiao Yao’s shoulder, "What are you doing?"
"Ah!" Xiao Yao was startled, jumping back in fright, and stared wide-eyed at Jin Jumo, flustered.
After two seconds, Xiao Yao clutched his left chest, "You scared me to death."
"You’re the one scaring me to death." Jin Jumo held back a laugh, snorting, "What are you up to?"
Xiao Yao’s lips moved twice, and his expression turned mysterious. Leaning closer to Jin Jumo, he hooked her arm and whispered in her ear, "An old man claiming to be President Rong’s grandfather said he came to see your grandfather as planned." This is getting a bit confusing.
Xiao Yao smacked his lips, continuing, "Then I got ’kicked out’ by President Rong’s grandfather. But I was worried, so I was just eavesdropping at the door. If anything happens inside, I’ll notify you in time. I didn’t expect you to show up suddenly."
After listening, Jin Jumo was startled and turned to look at Rong Mochen, who was standing three or four steps away from her, "Mr. Rong, your grandfather’s already here?"
"Ah!" Before Rong Mochen could respond, Xiao Yao screamed again, covering his mouth anxiously, regretting immensely as he looked at Rong Mochen, who appeared calm but had a hint of cold sternness.
Lord, God, are you so displeased with me to make this happen?
Rong Mochen frowned, his deep dark eyes glancing at Xiao Yao.
Xiao Yao shivered, turning around and dashing off in fright.
Jin Jumo watched the direction Xiao Yao left, then turned back to look at Rong Mochen, not showing much worry, just a bit surprised.
Previously, it was agreed that she and Rong Mochen would reach the hospital first. Around ten o’clock, the old man would arrive, and they would go out to receive him. However, the old man had apparently arrived before them, and the two elderly men were already having a conversation inside.
Rong Mochen stepped toward her, enveloping her palm with his broad, firm hand, and said calmly, "The old man couldn’t wait any longer. His early arrival isn’t surprising. Let’s go in."
Although Jin Jumo wasn’t worried, she was quite nervous too, wondering how the conversation inside was going?
She wasn’t concerned about her grandfather, who was generous and gentle in nature, but Mr. Rong was evidently hot-tempered, speaking with strong resonance and full authority.
Feeling Jin Jumo’s hand in his slightly curl up, Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow slightly, looking down at her tense chin, his thin lips curved slightly, "This step needs to be taken."
Jin Jumo’s face twitched lightly, she took a breath and nodded, "Let’s go."
When Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo turned the door handle to enter, they didn’t see a harmonious conversation scene but instead
Mr. Rong was sitting cross-legged on the hospital bed directly, and Jin Jiancheng was also sitting, the two of them sitting close together. When they heard the door open, they simultaneously looked over.
With both of them almost adding up to over 150 years old, this scene looked odd to Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo could sense that even the usually unflappable Rong Mochen was somewhat stunned at this moment.
Jin Jumo looked at the two elderly men, unsure even how to begin.
But Mr. Rong spoke first, his voice still deep and authoritative, "Jin, come over here, Grandpa has something good to show you."
Jin Jumo’s eye twitched unnaturally, only noticing that Mr. Rong was holding something like a photo album.
Rong Mochen saw it too, his dark eyes quickly flickering with something, releasing Jin Jumo’s hand abruptly, taking long strides forward. His brows furrowed seriously as he reached out to grab the album from Rong Zhengfeng’s hand.
Rong Zhengfeng, quick as lightning, hid it behind himself, puffing his beard and staring at Rong Mochen, "What are you doing?"
Rong Mochen gritted his teeth, "Give it to me."
"Give it to you? Why should I? Is it yours? Did you buy it?" Rong Zhengfeng sternly demanded.
Rong Mochen clenched his right hand, lowered his gaze to stare at Rong Zhengfeng for a moment, then suddenly compromised a bit and closed his eyes, "Grandpa, stop making a fuss."
"Who’s making a fuss with you? How disrespectful." Rong Zhengfeng was rarely able to see Rong Mochen, who was clearly anxious and angry, yet helpless against him, and couldn’t help feeling a bit smug. Cheerfully looking at Jin Jumo, who was stunned by this dramatic scene, he suddenly changed his expression, saying kindly, "Momo, come over."
Jin Jumo shivered, lifting a foot to head towards Rong Zhengfeng, but sensitively felt a heavy gaze slicing her way.
Uh...
Jin Jumo slowly put down her raised foot, pursing her lips as she looked at Rong Zhengfeng with some difficulty, as if saying, it’s not that I don’t want to come over, but your grandson won’t let me.
Rong Mochen stared at Jin Jumo’s deliberately pitiful little face, the corner of his stretched mouth twitching.
Rong Zhengfeng glanced at Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen, even happier now, exchanged a look with Jin Jiancheng, and said earnestly, "Regarding the marriage between you two, before you arrived, Old Jin and I discussed it and agreed that the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month is a good date suitable for marriage."
Rong Zhengfeng glanced at Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen, even happier now, exchanged a look with Jin Jiancheng, and said earnestly, "Regarding the marriage between you two, before you arrived, Old Jin and I discussed it, the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month is a good date suitable for marriage."
The twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, December 12? Double Twelve?
"Double Twelve signifies a pair, and this Double Twelve holds special significance for you both," Rong Zhengfeng continued.
Rong Mochen narrowed his eyes slightly, remaining silent.
"...What significance?" Jin Jumo was puzzled.
Rong Zhengfeng pretended to stroke his chin which had no beard, smiling as he glanced at Jin Jumo’s belly, "Pairs and pairs. A wish for you and Mochen to have many pairs in the future."
"..." Jin Jumo was suddenly choked up.
Why did she feel like the real reason for choosing Double Twelve for their wedding was exactly this?
Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jiancheng, who had been smiling silently, "Is this your idea too?"
He was naturally asking about the matter of Jin Jumo and his wedding on December 12.
"Of course. This is the result of my discussion with Old Jin," before Jin Jiancheng spoke, Rong Zhengfeng’s eyes widened as he replied.
Rong Mochen didn’t even look at Rong Zhengfeng, solely focusing on Jin Jiancheng.
Jin Jiancheng nodded, "I saw you announcing the news of getting married before the end of the year in front of the media. Now there’s less than a month to December 12, just wondering if there’s time to prepare for the wedding matters."
"There’s time, there’s time. Old Jin, don’t worry, I’ll make sure to bring your granddaughter into our Rong Family grandly, letting everyone know Momo is our Rong Family’s officially married daughter-in-law, ensuring she won’t suffer any grievances or unfair treatment," Rong Zhengfeng patted his chest solemnly.
Jin Jiancheng paused before smiling, "No need for it to be too grand, Little Mo’s personality is quiet and doesn’t like being high-profile, moderately is best."
"..." Rong Zhengfeng was momentarily stunned, but inside he liked Jin Jiancheng and Jin Jumo’s simple personalities even more, yet the simpler they were, the less he wanted to be slack in the wedding, saying, "Old Jin, marriage is a major matter, and Momo is marrying with a child, so we must not be hasty about the wedding; I want everyone to know how much our Rong Family values this daughter-in-law, so they don’t criticize and underestimate Momo behind her back. I know you and Momo have simple minds with few demands, but for some things, one must indeed have high demands, the higher your demands, the more the other side values it, Mochen, that brat, would also know to cherish the wife he worked hard to marry, don’t you think?"
"..." Jin Jiancheng was moved, Rong Zhengfeng being frank and direct, his Little Mo having such a family is fortunate.
Jin Jiancheng didn’t argue further, as he indeed agreed with the words, things too easily obtained are always easily abandoned.
Jin Jumo listened to Rong Zhengfeng’s serious and sincere words, a ripple of emotion stirred inside her as she slowly turned to Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen was also looking at her, his eyes deep and focused.
Jin Jumo didn’t avoid him, her lips slightly rising, her peach blossom eyes shining like stars.
Rong Mochen raised his right eyebrow lightly, his thin lips curving with a hint of smile.
Jin Jiancheng and Rong Zhengfeng watched as the two shamelessly exchanged glances right in front of them, and both smiled, both relieved, especially Jin Jiancheng.
In his lifetime, he could still see Jin Jumo find someone she likes, to marry and have children, he has no regrets.
Rong Family Old Mansion, main hall.
"What?" Fang Jingyi slammed the teacup heavily onto the coffee table, her face stern as she looked at Housekeeper Li, "You say Mr. Rong went to the hospital to see that woman’s grandfather?"
Li Li had been by Rong Zhengfeng’s side for over forty years, originally his special assistant, and after Rong Zhengfeng stepped down as president of the Rong Family, he retired to become the housekeeper at the Rong Mansion.
Li Li had a steady personality, most composed, seeing Fang Jingyi’s flushed face, he merely smiled slightly, "Yes."
Fang Jingyi took a deep breath, her expression tightened in dissatisfaction, "Why did Mr. Rong go to see him?"
"Mr. Rong said it seemed to be about the marriage between the second young master and Miss Jin, specifically to discuss the wedding date with Miss Jin’s only relative and his requirements for the betrothal gifts," Li Li explained.
"Mr. Rong is really confused!" Fang Jingyi couldn’t hold back her temper, abruptly standing up from the sofa.
Fang Jingyi had always respected Rong Zhengfeng humbly, being gentle and polite, she had never spoken such words as Mr. Rong being confused.
Thus, Li Li was somewhat surprised but quickly returned to calm, "Is there anything inappropriate with Mr. Rong visiting Miss Jin’s grandfather?"
"There’s absolutely no need to see him. I will definitely not allow such a woman to marry into the Rong family, letting people poke at our Rong Family’s backbone behind our backs." Fang Jingyi’s well-maintained face was filled with suppressed dissatisfaction and resentment, when talking about Jin Jumo, her eyes were filled with undisguised disdain and contempt.