Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 308 - 297: Seize and Take
"Wow!" Xixi was so happy she almost jumped up, reaching out her chubby hand to grab the cake, but halfway there, she pulled back and turned to look at Hanhan, "Brother, there’s cake."
Hanhan stood by the window in the room, hearing this, glanced at Xixi, and didn’t say a word, just withdrew his gaze coldly.
Xixi wrinkled her nose, made a face at Hanhan’s back, and then grabbed a cake and ate it contentedly.
Jin Jumo saw this and frowned with some concern.
The little girl is already overweight, how can she continue eating like this?!
Rong Mochen wasn’t worried at all about Xixi’s weight; the more she ate, the happier he was.
Jin Jumo withdrew her gaze from Xixi and landed it on Hanhan, who was standing by the window.
Looking at the little one’s straight back, Jin Jumo’s mind suddenly flashed back to the drawing he left on the beach last time.
Her heart twisted a little, and Jin Jumo stood up, just as she was about to walk to Hanhan, someone was quicker than her.
Jin Jumo paused slightly, watching the person walking towards Hanhan.
Hanhan only felt a shadow suddenly cast over him from above, covering him entirely.
Frowning slightly, Hanhan pursed his little lips and tilted his head slightly to look at the man standing behind him, whose face he had to crane his neck to see.
Rong Mochen’s dark eyes flickered lightly, looking uncomfortable, as he really didn’t know how to interact with children! Especially this little gentleman who seemed like a mini version of him.
His long eyebrows twitched unnaturally, and Rong Mochen asked, "Want some cake?"
Hanhan turned his little face, looking extremely cold, but only he knew how fast his heart was beating!
Seeing Hanhan ignoring him, Rong Mochen’s face stiffened slightly.
The atmosphere somehow reached a stalemate like this.
Jin Jumo slowly sat back down and did not get involved.
Hanhan seems more mature than his peers, but he is, after all, only a four-year-old child, sensitive and fragile, lacking a sense of security.
So when they feel parental love, it’s always very direct.
He thinks that if you care for and love him, you need to show it!
At the same time, if you care a little more for other children, they will be jealous, feel disappointed, and feel unnecessary and unimportant!
Even if the person they care about is his sister!
So now, to break Hanhan’s belief that he is not valued and cared for, they need more time to spend alone together.
The man beside them, as imposing as a mountain, with a strong presence, remained silent, and Hanhan’s bright black eyes gradually filled with anxiety and trepidation.
The little chubby hands hanging by his sides clenched and unclenched, unclenched and clenched again, while his little face showed a hint of struggle.
This state continued until the airport broadcast announced the boarding of passengers.
Both Rong Mochen and Hanhan breathed a sigh of relief, even Jin Jumo relaxed along with them.
Any longer, and even if they weren’t embarrassed, she would be embarrassed for them!
Shaking her head, Jin Jumo turned to look at Xixi, only to see that at some point, the little girl had devoured all the cakes on the table!
Jin Jumo gasped, her temples throbbed suddenly.
The plane flying from S City to Z City at 11:40 in the morning slowly took off.
Outside the airport, a man in a thin white shirt and black trousers sat silently in the car, his deep eyes staring at the plane flying in the sky, a sense of indescribable loneliness and desolation surrounding him.
The door of the front passenger seat suddenly opened from the outside.
The man’s eyes, still watching the sky, narrowed slightly, coldly looking at the man who sat in the front passenger seat.
"If you couldn’t bear to part with her so much, then you should have gone all out to take her back when Rong Mochen forcibly took her to Z City, instead of sitting here alone now, feeling desolate and weak." The man’s words were sharp and hit right at the heart.
Ying Jingyao’s handsome face suddenly darkened, and he barely opened his thin lips, "Get out!"
The man curled his lips, staring at Ying Jingyao’s grim profile, "Are you ordering me out as a superior or asking me as a friend?"
Ying Jingyao tightened his brows, staring coldly at him.
The man chuckled, "If it’s as a superior, I’ll leave immediately. But if it’s as a friend, then I can’t get out."
Ying Jingyao’s brows furrowed tightly, and his voice softened a bit, "Ruan Chen, let me be alone for a while!"
Ruan Chen suddenly pursed his lips, "Even if you’re alone, does it help?"
Ying Jingyao clenched his hands tightly, clear eyes flashing with red.
Seeing his painful, angry, yet suppressed expression, Ruan Chen’s brow flashed with a hint of coldness, his voice wrapped in ferocity, "Go grab her, go fight for her!"
"Her heart is not with me," Ying Jingyao’s eyes flickered with sadness.
"A person’s life is long, anything can happen! If she chose you over Rong Mochen before, she could choose you again in the future over Rong Mochen!"
Ruan Chen took a pack of cigarettes from the car and pulled one out, flicking a lighter’s crimson flame to light it, "Just depends on how you see it."
Ruan Chen took a drag of his cigarette, his voice hoarse and deep under the influence of the smoke.
Ying Jingyao slowly squinted his eyes.
He was right. Life is so long, so many people can turn the impossible into possible, why can’t he let her choose him again?
Ying Jingyao took a deep breath and suddenly felt enlightened.
The plane landed in Z City, and Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen came out from the airport exit with two little kids, followed by a woman in a black office lady suit.
Rong Mochen frowned slightly, paused his steps, and looked at the woman with deep eyes devoid of any emotion.
Seeing this, Jin Jumo also stopped, looking at the woman in confusion.
"President." The woman stood respectfully in front of Rong Mochen, carrying herself with calm and poise, "You’re finally back."
The woman in front of them had an ordinary appearance, but her composed and capable aura was strong, her unsmiling demeanor suddenly reminding Jin Jumo of someone else.
Jin Jumo narrowed her eyes slightly, unconsciously taking a few more glances at the woman.
"You’re quite well-informed." Rong Mochen said indifferently.
The woman’s expression changed slightly, quickly lowering her head, "As the president’s personal executive assistant, being unaware of the president’s whereabouts seems to me to be quite negligent!"
Instead of softening, Rong Mochen’s expression became even colder.
Without looking at the woman again, he took Jin Jumo’s hand and walked past her.
The woman took a deep breath, turned, and followed, "President, the car is already waiting outside."
Rong Mochen didn’t respond, his expression cold and aloof.
Jin Jumo glanced at Rong Mochen, her eye twitched, thinking, being his subordinate must require an extremely strong heart, otherwise, one could be scared to death by this cold boss at any moment!
As if knowing what Jin Jumo was thinking, Rong Mochen furrowed his brows more deeply, secretly tightening his grip on the small hand in his palm.
Jin Jumo felt it and slightly curled the corners of her mouth.
"President, are you going home first, or to the company?" Sitting in the car, Wen Fu turned aside, still respectfully looking at Rong Mochen sitting in the back seat.
Holding Xixi in his arms, Rong Mochen looked up at her upon hearing the question, "Get out of the car!"
Wen Fu’s face stiffened slightly, "President..."
"Get out of the car!" Rong Mochen’s voice suddenly sharpened.
"...Yes." Wen Fu nodded, immediately pushing open the door and getting out.
As soon as Wen Fu got out of the car, the car drove away.
Jin Jumo looked through the rearview mirror at Wen Fu standing on the side of the road, frowned slightly, and looked at Rong Mochen, "Is this how you usually are with subordinates at the company..."
"How?" Rong Mochen looked deeply at Jin Jumo, his dark eyes no longer as cold as before, appearing gentle, even his tone lightened considerably.
Seeing him like this, Jin Jumo suddenly didn’t feel like saying anything more.
It didn’t matter if he was cold, harsh, or even ruthless to others, as long as he wasn’t like that in front of her.
Jin Jumo lightly tugged at the corners of her mouth, shaking her head.
Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow slightly, reaching out to tightly hold Jin Jumo’s hand.
Just then, Rong Mochen’s phone rang.
Rong Mochen’s eyes flashed with impatience, reluctantly releasing Jin Jumo’s hand after squeezing it lightly, then took out his phone, his dark eyes glancing coldly at the phone screen before answering.
"Boss Rong, how should I say this, huh? This assistant was personally chosen by you. She’s only been working for a short time, and you’re pushing her to resign, will that make you happy?"
As soon as he answered the call, Gu Yan’s nagging voice came through.
Rong Mochen’s lips tightened, about to hang up the next second.
"Boss Rong, if you hang up, I’ll call Little Mo Mo!" Gu Yan said angrily.
"Hmm..." Rong Mochen furrowed his brow tightly, "Itching for a beating?"
Gu Yan on the other end paused his breath, his voice noticeably weaker when he spoke again, stammering, "C-can’t I just say a few words?"
"Since when did you get along so well with my assistant?" Rong Mochen’s voice was chilling.
"Boss Rong, I can’t stand what you said!" Gu Yan’s voice suddenly rose several octaves, loud enough for Jin Jumo beside Rong Mochen to hear.
Everyone knew Gu Yan was obsessed with beauty, his primary principle of making friends was that they must be attractive!
The women around him were either young models or fresh-faced campus beauties, if not, at least some famous internet celebrities.
Ordinary-looking ones didn’t even have the privilege to appear by his side!
In Young Master Gu’s words, it was an insult to his taste!
In short, anything or anyone that could lower Young Master Gu’s taste was permanently barred from social interactions with him!
Therefore, someone like Wen Fu, plain-looking and dull, was resolutely rejected by Young Master Gu, not even a possibility for friendship!
