Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 374 - 356: Daddy Really Came

Sitting on the right, Hanhan also slightly straightened his small body, looking at the man standing by the window with obsidian eyes, beautifully dark and filled with reined-in delight.

Through his glasses, Rong Mochen solemnly and fervently gazed at Jin Jumo.

Only at this moment did Jin Jumo believe he was truly here, right in front of her!

An uncontrollable joy surged in her heart, brimmed in her eyes.

Overwhelmed by happiness, Jin Jumo’s voice carried a trace of tremble, "You..."

However, just as Jin Jumo opened her mouth, the car that had stopped suddenly started again, driving into the iron gates of the villa.

Rong Mochen’s contemplative brow suddenly furrowed tightly, his dark eyes igniting with a scarlet tide of anger, and almost the moment the car started, he leaped out, chasing after it.

Inside the car, Jin Jumo was tense, turning to look at the man furiously pursuing them from behind.

Even though Rong Mochen had exceptional abilities, his flesh and blood could not match the speed of a four-wheeled limited-edition sports car.

As the iron gate to the villa was about to close, no matter what, he couldn’t squeeze through that little gap.

Jin Jumo’s heart felt as if it had been crushed fiercely.

But the next second, Jin Jumo suddenly felt that even ’crushed’ could not describe her feelings at that moment.

She watched as the man pried open the iron gate with his bare hands, as he burst through the door.

Jin Jumo’s tear ducts went out of control, tears gushing wildly from her eyes, she turned back to look at Mu Qinnian with a hoarse voice laden with heavy sobbing, "Brother, stop the car!"

Mu Qinnian glanced at Jin Jumo through the rearview mirror, his brows slightly deepening, but did not stop the car.

Jin Jumo clenched her hands tight, crying so intensely that the veins on her forehead and temples bulged, raising her voice hoarsely, "Brother, I’m in so much pain, I’m begging you to stop, please stop the car!"

Screech—

The tires screeched horribly against the ground in an emergency brake.

Mu Qinnian unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and got out, walking to the backseat to open the door and lift the stunned Xixi from the safety seat, holding her steadily, his deep pupils fixed on Jin Jumo whose face was a mess of tears and snot, his tightly drawn cold face faintly twitching!

Jin Jumo alighted without hesitation, running towards the man rushing over from the distance.

However, in the next second, he was forcefully pushed away by the person in his arms.

Rong Mochen’s breathing grew heavy, and he reached out to grab and embrace her.

Yet, his arms were suddenly grasped tightly by her.

Rong Mochen’s dark eyes suddenly sank deep, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, holding back his breath as he stared straight at her sorrowful, furrowed brows and the constant stream of glistening tears.

Jin Jumo lowered her thick, long eyelashes, her trembling hands gently caressing the alarming veins that bulged from his arms, tears uncontrollably pouring down.

Were his arms made of iron at that time? Didn’t they hurt? Didn’t they hurt?

Jin Jumo’s tears kept falling like beads breaking from a string.

A broad hand gently cupped her cheek, the calloused pad of the thumb softly brushing her face.

"Didn’t I come here? What’s there to cry about?" Rong Mochen pinched her chin, his dark eyes containing both annoyance and tenderness.

When she left with "others," all it took was one call to settle everything.

And now, seeing him, what’s there to cry about?

Jin Jumo felt somewhat sore, using some strength to pull his neck down, her tear-stained lips recklessly pressing against his.

The place where her heart was, felt a bit stifled!

Xixi froze, turning back to look at Mu Qinnian in confusion, "Uncle, why are Mommy and Daddy biting each other’s lips, for so long, doesn’t it hurt?"

Mu Qinnian, "Uh..." was at a loss for words!

Considering Mu Qinnian was watching, the two were already very restrained and only kissed for over ten minutes.

Jin Jumo’s long eyelashes fluttered, her face flushed as she slowly raised her head to look at a certain someone.

Rong Mochen’s dark eyes were deep, with lingering undissipated desire, gazing at her with a compelling, innate dominance, his voice hoarse yet laced with inherent authority and force, "Come back with me."

At this moment, Jin Jumo did not feel repulsed, nodding her head.

Seeing her nod without hesitation, Rong Mochen was slightly surprised.

"But not now," Jin Jumo added softly.

Rong Mochen’s lips curved coldly, indeed, he couldn’t expect her to follow orders!

Seeing his face turn cold again, a slight wrench tugged at Jin Jumo’s heart, "You’ve come to Country C, what about the Indonesian branch’s affairs? And, what’s with your eyes? Didn’t you rest well last night?"

Rong Mochen did not answer her, using a large hand to hold her waist and push her away.

Jin Jumo’s face turned slightly pale, standing somewhat bewildered on the spot, foolishly staring at him.

Rong Mochen stared at her, "Tell me, when will you be willing to leave? Two days, three days, a week, or even longer?"

Jin Jumo lightly bit her lip, "It won’t be long."

"Be specific!" Rong Mochen said.

"Uh..." Jin Jumo’s eyes rimmed red, glancing at Mu Qinnian, her eyes quickly flickering with embarrassment, lowering her head in front of Rong Mochen, not saying a word.

Seeing this, Rong Mochen only felt a torrent of impact rushing to his chest!

The resolute features of his face were tightly drawn with no slack!

"If he never agrees to let you be with me, are you planning not to go back forever?" Rong Mochen’s voice was pressed very low, yet it still revealed the hoarseness and resentment in his tone!

"No..." Jin Jumo hurriedly raised her head, just as she began to explain, her voice halted.

Taohua’s eyes also glanced at the spot behind Rong Mochen, pausing slightly.

Rong Mochen’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced back.

With just one look, he withdrew his gaze, furrowing his brows as he stared deeply at Jin Jumo.

Jin Jumo pressed her lips together, slightly embarrassed, as she looked at Yue Jingcheng standing a few steps behind Rong Mochen.

Yue Jingcheng’s face was complicated, her gaze toward Jin Jumo was surprised and strange.

Jin Jumo took a light breath, intending to walk toward her.

Yue Jingcheng, however, retracted her gaze, stepping lightly past the two of them and toward Mu Qinnian.

Jin Jumo was slightly stunned, withdrawing her stepped leg as she watched Yue Jingcheng walk toward Mu Qinnian.

Mu Qinnian stared at Yue Jingcheng, his deep eyes briefly showing surprise.

Yue Jingcheng walked up to him, her somewhat pale lips slowly curling into a brilliant arc.

Mu Qinnian’s throat moved, tightly fixing his eyes on her uplifted smile, yet deep within his eyes was a turbulent storm!

Damn it!

How could she smile at him like that at this moment!

Does she not know how beautiful she looks when she smiles?

He wanted to kiss her, fiercely! Right now!

But...

Mu Qinnian furrowed his brows tightly, glancing at the Xixi in his arms, and had to hold back!

The arc at the corner of Yue Jingcheng’s mouth grew deeper, her clear eyes staring straight at Mu Qinnian.

Then, she extended her arm, wrapping it around his, her soft body gently leaning against his arm, her voice soft and aggrieved, "I just came back by taxi, the driver was so unkind, he dropped me at the door, making me walk for ages. But it’s okay now, I can ride in your car back."

"Uh..." Mu Qinnian lowered his eyes to stare at her, his pupils burning so intensely that Yue Jingcheng’s lashes trembled twice, she took a deep breath secretly, and her body was about to withdraw from his arm.

Mu Qinnian’s deep eyes half-squinted, and before she could retreat, he hooked her slender waist, lowering his head to kiss her ear, feeling her body tremble lightly in his embrace, Mu Qinnian’s lips curved slightly, his voice hoarse, "I can take you back, but not for free."

Yue Jingcheng gritted her teeth silently, her fair little face nonetheless smiling brightly, "Then what do you want?"

Mu Qinnian raised his lips, "Bathtub time together tonight."

"Uh..." Yue Jingcheng’s neck reddened, making her eyes all the more bright and alluring due to holding in her emotions.

Mu Qinnian couldn’t help but kiss her by her ear again, "How about it, Sweetheart?"

The words "Sweetheart" made Yue Jingcheng’s eardrums nearly explode!

Taking two deep breaths quietly, Yue Jingcheng’s smile grew more radiant, speaking softly and gently, "I’ve told you several times, I’m no longer a child, don’t call me that, it’s giving me goosebumps."

Mu Qinnian looked at her, his pupils seeming to melt scorching lava.

Yue Jingcheng’s heart suddenly fluttered, and she turned her gaze away.

But in the next second, her chin was pinched, forcing her to meet his gaze helplessly.

"You haven’t answered me yet." Mu Qinnian’s breath was dark and deep, and his handsome face slowly approached hers. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Yue Jingcheng’s scalp tightened, feeling an awkwardness that he might kiss her any moment.

Subconsciously clenching her lips, Yue Jingcheng slightly leaned her head back, her breath quickening, "We’ll talk when we get back."

Mu Qinnian raised an eyebrow, patting her face, "I’ll take that as a yes."

Yue Jingcheng, "Uh..."

Did she make a mistake?!

Her mind must have malfunctioned just now, thinking he was pitiful and wanting to help him...

In the villa’s living room, Aunt Tao, with fruits and tea, suspiciously glanced several times at the composed-face of Rong Mochen sitting side by side with Jin Jumo on the sofa.

Even when leaving the living room, she looked back at Rong Mochen three times with every step.

Rong Mochen’s long brows slightly furrowed, glancing at the restless Jin Jumo sitting beside him.

Jin Jumo’s nerves were highly strung, fearing that the two might start fighting if they disagreed, after all, it’s not like they haven’t fought before!

Yue Jingcheng was intimately entwined around Mu Qinnian’s arm, her mouth slightly curled in a smile, looking at Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen across them.

Mu Qinnian lazily leaned back on the sofa, his expression unprecedentedly relaxed and comfortable when facing Rong Mochen, his deep pupils lingering on Yue Jingcheng leaning against him.

Xixi lay by the coffee table, popping grapes into her little mouth one by one, her big eyes darting around the silent adults, finally stopping on Yue Jingcheng’s face.

Xixi blinked her big eyes, picked the largest grape from the plate, stood up, and walked to Yue Jingcheng, "Auntie..."

Wha, what?!

Yue Jingcheng froze, her pupils dilated, her whole body as if frozen by ice, astonishingly looking at Xixi.

Xixi widened her little mouth and smiled sweetly at Yue Jingcheng, like a child pleasing an adult hoping for their favor, her big eyes curling, presenting the grape in her tender white hand to her, "Auntie, this grape is the biggest in the plate, for you."

Yue Jingcheng blinked, sitting up straight, awkwardly and shyly as a faint red flushed her otherwise light and clear face, her hands tightly twisting the hem of her skirt, looking at Xixi, and her lips moved several times, but not a word came out.