Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 380 - 361: Sorry, She Is Not Available to Take Your Call Right Now
Their past is an unavoidable story of imperfections and regrets.
Rong Mochen and Mu Qinnian, with their high status, depth of thought, and understanding of this harsh society, were far beyond Jin Jumo’s reach.
So perhaps they both thought Jin Jumo’s idea was too naive, even suspecting it was an attempt to escape from reality, which always seemed a bit foolish.
Yet, they also paradoxically understood the reason behind Jin Jumo’s "foolish" thoughts.
Moreover, they knew Jin Jumo was very clever!
She certainly understood what she was saying.
Mu Qinnian frowned slightly, glancing at Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen, "The dinner’s focus is you. Since you don’t want Xixi and Hanhan to be exposed to the media too early, then let them not attend."
Jin Jumo looked at Mu Qinnian with gratitude and sincerely said, "Brother, thank you."
Mu Qinnian’s deep gaze softened, looking at Jin Jumo, "Xixi and Hanhan are your children, you have the right to decide whether they should attend."
Jin Jumo’s peach blossom eyes moved slightly and looked across at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen’s eyes were half-closed, his face deep and serious.
On the day of the banquet, after having lunch, a large group of people arrived at the villa to style Jin Jumo for the event.
Sitting at the vanity table, Jin Jumo woodily allowed the hairstylist to play with her hair, her mind drifting.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Jin Jumo suddenly felt a strong sense of unreality.
Abandoned by Liang Yi at four, adopted by Jin Jiancheng at five, losing her adoptive parents to save her in a car accident at ten, and at nineteen, she sold herself to the richest man in Z City.
At twenty, she became pregnant, faced the loss of the most loved ones, got into a "car accident," and gave birth to a pair of adorable children.
At twenty-four, she was once again entangled with the one who bought her, deeply loved each other, her half-brother sought her out and protected her, she learned where her roots were...
Two exceptional men, one is her lover, the other is her brother...
All of a sudden, Jin Jumo stood up from the dressing stool, picked up the phone from the vanity table, and walked out of the room under the astonished gaze of the crowd.
Standing at the end of the corridor, Jin Jumo held her breath and urgently dialed Jian Liangtong’s number.
She now desperately needed someone to tell her that everything was real, not a dramatic saga she had imagined.
The phone rang for a long time before Jian Liangtong answered, "Ju Zi, what’s wrong?"
"Liang Tong..."
"She can’t answer the phone right now."
Just as Jin Jumo spoke, a cold and deep male voice came through the line, and then the call was abruptly disconnected.
The busy signal buzzed from the phone, Jin Jumo’s peach blossom eyes tightened, while her eardrums buzzed intensely with the sound.
If she hadn’t misheard
The voice was unmistakably Huo Chengjin!
Jin Jumo’s mind flashed back to Jian Liangtong’s reaction upon seeing Huo Chengjin on Xixi and Hanhan’s fourth birthday party.
Unease and worry surged like a flood from the tip of her heart.
Jin Jumo held her breath, her face pale, as she dialed Jian Liangtong’s number again.
This time, however, what came through the phone was a message that the recipient’s phone was switched off.
Every nerve in Jin Jumo’s mind tightened, and she gripped the phone, quickly heading downstairs to find Rong Mochen in the living room.
Rong Mochen heard the footsteps coming downstairs, glanced up, and saw Jin Jumo descending in a panic, her steps a bit unsteady.
Rong Mochen’s brow immediately furrowed, he got up and walked briskly towards Jin Jumo.
As he approached, Jin Jumo hastily reached out to grab his arm, her fingertips digging deeply into the muscle due to tension, her voice lightly trembling, "Rong, Rong Mochen, help me contact Huo Chengjin, right now."
Seeing Jin Jumo’s eyes already reddened as she spoke, Rong Mochen couldn’t help but feel a pang in his heart, softly asking, "What’s going on?"
"Don’t ask now, you have to help me contact him, now!"
Jin Jumo’s voice trembled with urgency.
Rong Mochen calmly furrowed his brows, held her hand grasping his arm, and led her towards the living room.
"Rong Mochen..."
"The phone’s on the living room table." Rong Mochen lightly pressed his lips together, glancing back at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo’s face turned pale as she followed him quickly to the living room.
She watched as Rong Mochen picked up the phone and dialed a number, putting it on speaker.
The phone’s music signals that it is connecting, and Jin Jumo’s heart jumps to her throat.
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently on another call..."
Jin Jumo’s eyes tightened sharply, looking at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen’s thin lips pressed straight as he dialed Huo Chengjin’s number again.
This time, however, the phone conveyed that the recipient’s phone was switched off.
Jin Jumo’s heart instantly plummeted from her throat to the lowest point, helplessly looking at Rong Mochen. She was so worried about Jian Liangtong’s current situation that her words became incoherent, "His phone is off. Why is it off? Did he do it on purpose? What, what is he doing... Rong Mochen, is there any other way to contact him... What should I do now, what should I do..."
Jian Liangtong’s mental health has always been Jin Jumo’s biggest concern.
She has been on medication for years, and those drugs inevitably have side effects.
Moreover, it seems that now those medications are gradually losing effectiveness on Jian Liangtong’s condition.
Last time, just seeing Huo Chengjin, she reacted that way. What if she is alone with him now...
Jin Jumo’s eyes were red and dry, and her extreme worry had caused her to lose her usual calm and composure.
Rong Mochen saw that she was on the verge of losing control, so he quickly reached out and pulled her into his embrace, kissing her brow with comforting warmth from his lips, "Calm down, Little Mo, calm down. I’m here, I’m here. Tell me what happened, I’ll figure something out, okay?"
Jin Jumo closed her sore eyes, gripping the shirt at Rong Mochen’s chest tightly, taking a few deep breaths to barely suppress the surge of anxiety and fear in her heart.
She opened her eyes, looked up at him, "Huo Chengjin is currently with Liang Tong, and Liang Tong seems very afraid of him. Them being alone together makes me uneasy, no, very uneasy. I’m very worried about Liang Tong."
Jin Jumo spoke as if she might burst into tears at any moment.
Upon hearing that Huo Chengjin and Jian Liangtong were together, Rong Mochen’s dark eyes became slightly clouded. He clasped the back of Jin Jumo’s head with his large hand, pressing her pale face against his chest, then lowered his head to kiss her hair, speaking softly, "Shao Yun is in Z City for the next few days. I’ll contact him and ask him to find your friend, okay?"
Jin Jumo’s panicked eyes slightly steadied, and after a moment of hesitation, she quickly looked up at him, "Does he know where they are? What if he can’t find them?"
"He knows."
Rong Mochen said, picking up his phone to dial Huo Shaojun’s number.
The call rang for a while before being answered by Huo Shaojun’s deep, attractive voice, "Brother, what’s up?"
Rong Mochen glanced at Jin Jumo, who was tense and expressionless.
Jin Jumo took a deep breath, slightly steadying her trembling throat before speaking, "Mr. Huo, this is Jin Jumo."
Huo Shaojun paused slightly, then his voice came across with a hint of heaviness, "Hmm, what’s the matter?"
"...Second Young Master Huo is currently with Liang Tong, and I’m not very assured. Could you do me a favor and go see them..."
"The address?"
Before Jin Jumo could finish speaking, Huo Shaojun’s voice sharpened as he interrupted.
Jin Jumo pressed the aching corners of her eyes with her hand, her voice slightly trembling, "I don’t know where they are now, both Liang Tong and Second Young Master Huo’s phones are turned off. I can’t reach them..."
Still, before Jin Jumo could finish speaking, Huo Shaojun had already hung up the phone.
Jin Jumo’s pupils contracted as she helplessly and anxiously looked at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen reached out and stroked her hair, "Don’t worry, he’ll find them."
Jin Jumo closed her eyes, pressed her forehead against Rong Mochen’s chest, but her heart could not feel at ease or stop worrying.
Liang Tong, she simply cannot be subjected to any kind of stress right now...
At eight o’clock in the evening, at Afei Royal Hotel.
Afei is the largest and most magnificent hotel in Country C. Anyone who ventures into the Afei Hotel is either heads of state or envoys from other countries or political celebrities holding significant positions in their governments and the top business elites in Country C.
It’s not simply a place where money can gain entry!
But the Mu Family is different.
Because Afei Royal Hotel is, in fact, owned by the Mu Family.
And Mu Qinnian is hosting an event at Afei Royal Hotel, naturally attracting elites from the business, political, and military circles of Country C.
Despite being accompanied into the hotel by Mu Qinnian and Rong Mochen, Jin Jumo was still preoccupied with Jian Liangtong in Z City. Despite her efforts to compose herself, Bai Jie’s eyebrows remained slightly furrowed.
She was even unaware of the instant silence that fell over the room from the moment the three of them entered the hotel.
Leading Jin Jumo into the center of the banquet hall, Mu Qinnian entrusted her to Rong Mochen, then steadily stepped onto the special stage set up by the hotel.
Seeing Mu Qinnian take the stage, reporters and media from all over the world swarmed with cameras, surrounding the stage, immediately followed by a flurry of camera shutters.
Only then was Jin Jumo’s drifting mind slightly pulled back.
She looked at Mu Qinnian standing on the stage, exuding a heroic stance and an imposing aura, but her concern for Jian Liangtong rendered her anxiety about the current situation almost nonexistent.
Suddenly, a man’s dry, large hand clasped her palm.
Jin Jumo’s long eyelashes fluttered slightly, looking up at the strikingly handsome man beside her, dressed in a dark blue suit.
"Still worried?"
Rong Mochen tightened his grip on her somewhat cold hand, his dark eyes filled with concern as he softly spoke.
Jin Jumo did not deny it, leaning closer to him.
At that moment, Mu Qinnian suddenly called out her name into the microphone, "Little Mo."
Jin Jumo was startled and looked up at Mu Qinnian in the center of the stage.
Mu Qinnian’s lips curled slightly, and the usually unreadable coldness of his deep eyes now showed clear fondness as he looked at her, his voice imbued with an unmistakably tender tone, "Come."
Jin Jumo’s eyes, as mesmerizing as peach blossoms, flashed sharply, instinctively looking towards Rong Mochen beside her.
