Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 385 - 366: She Was With Me Through It All

Only when two soft, plump little bodies squeezed into his arms, hugging his neck and arms, did Rong Zhengfeng confirm that this was not his illusion, and that they had truly returned.

Overwhelmed with joy, Rong Zhengfeng held Xixi and Hanhan for quite some time, kissing their little brows now and then, his happiness palpable.

Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo sat quietly on the sofa, not interrupting the old man as he enjoyed the pleasures of family.

At dinner, the family sat around the table, and Rong Zhengfeng finally spared some attention for Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo.

"You came back without saying a word in advance. Look at what you made my great-grandchildren eat tonight," Rong Zhengfeng complained, giving Rong Mochen a playful glare. His gaze softened with kindness when it swept over Jin Jumo.

Jin Jumo glanced at the table full of dishes, her mouth twitching slightly.

"Great-grandfather, my mommy wanted to surprise you, so she didn’t tell you ahead of time," Xixi explained while shoveling food into her mouth.

Rong Zhengfeng was delighted, piling meat onto Xixi’s plate. "Good girl, Xixi, eat more."

Jin Jumo, "Um..." Xixi really was a little too chubby, she shouldn’t gain more weight!

"Great-grandfather, have some too," Xixi reached across the table with her plump little body, struggling to pick up a rib for Rong Zhengfeng, who was so happy his mouth couldn’t close.

Hanhan didn’t like to talk much, watching the interaction between Xixi and Mr. Rong, occasionally smiling slightly, while his eyes filled with warmth and little joy.

"Grandpa, this time Xixi and Hanhan will stay, they won’t leave, and will accompany you for a while at the old house. Tomorrow I’ll move Xixi and Hanhan’s things here," Jin Jumo said, having little appetite, as she put down her chopsticks looking at Rong Zhengfeng.

Rong Zhengfeng’s eyes lit up, joyfully gazing at Jin Jumo, "Are you really willing to let Xixi and Hanhan stay to keep me company?"

"I promised you before, I won’t go back on my word. Besides, Xixi and Hanhan are your great-grandchildren, it’s only right they keep you company," Jin Jumo said.

"Good, good."

Rong Zhengfeng couldn’t contain his joy, putting down his chopsticks and walking out of the dining room.

Jin Jumo was puzzled, then heard the old man’s robust voice coming from outside, "Hurry and prepare the rooms for the little lord and little lady, they’re staying tonight!"

Jin Jumo, "Um..." She couldn’t help but laugh.

Rong Mochen heard, and also slightly raised his long eyebrows.

Rong Zhengfeng walked back into the dining room, his steps light as if he were going to fly.

Sitting down, Rong Zhengfeng noticed Jin Jumo had put down her chopsticks and was puzzled, "Momo, why have you stopped eating? We’ve just started. Are these dishes not to your taste?"

Jin Jumo’s cheeks quietly flushed as she glanced at someone, shaking her head, she softly said, "No, I’m just not very hungry."

Rong Zhengfeng frowned, "But you’re eating too little. You’re so thin you look like you’re just bones."

Jin Jumo lowered her head, ears reddening, and said nothing.

Rong Zhengfeng was baffled by Jin Jumo’s reaction. He said she wasn’t eating much, so why was she embarrassed?

Rong Zhengfeng suspiciously looked at Rong Mochen.

Rong Mochen’s thin lips tugged imperceptibly, he picked up the soup bowl in front of Jin Jumo and filled it with a bowl of light multigrain soup, "Have some soup."

"Mm." Jin Jumo responded softly, elegantly holding the bowl and sipping carefully.

Seeing the two like this, Rong Zhengfeng felt an indescribable oddness.

"Great-grandfather."

Xixi held a chubby little hand to cover half her little face, mysteriously calling Rong Zhengfeng, thinking that the people at the table hadn’t noticed her.

Rong Zhengfeng couldn’t help but secretly laugh at Xixi’s cuteness, but maintained a serious expression, lowering his voice to answer, "What’s up?"

Xixi sneakily glanced at Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen.

Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen, in tacit understanding, moved their gaze away from Xixi’s face, pretending not to see her.

Thinking her plan was seamless, Xixi waved her chubby little hand at Rong Zhengfeng.

Rong Zhengfeng’s eyebrows danced with joy, though he had to restrain himself, leaning his ear toward her.

Xixi cradled Rong Zhengfeng’s ear in her hands, whispering something unknown to him, causing Rong Zhengfeng to shudder violently, his eyes widening instantly, unsure if it was in surprise or shock, he suddenly stared at Jin Jumo.

Jin Jumo pretended not to notice Rong Zhengfeng’s gaze, keeping her head down drinking her soup.

Unable to hold back, Rong Zhengfeng looked at Rong Mochen, "Is it true? Is there news?"

Rong Mochen’s lips slightly curved, "Yes."

"Um..." Rong Zhengfeng’s eyes widened, and the next moment, his face lit up with joy, his hearty laughter filled the entire dining room, "Well done! Haha, great, great, I’ll have another great-grandchild to hold! Momo, you’re a lucky star for our Rong Family. Starting today, you need to move in too, now that you’re pregnant, you can’t be careless about food, clothing and living. Oh, hahaha..."

Rong Zhengfeng continued to laugh nonstop, as he spoke he stood up again, his steps light as he walked out of the dining room.

Jin Jumo was dumbfounded, both laughing and crying as she watched Rong Zhengfeng walk out of the dining room, "Grandpa, where are you going?"

"I’m going to call Uncle Li, and have him find a few nutritionists immediately, then head to the labor market to find people specifically to take care of you. You all continue eating, don’t worry about me, haha." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Jin Jumo, "Um..."

Neither able to laugh nor cry, she looked at Rong Mochen.

Rong Mochen’s eyes and brows also held a gentle smile, he reached out and clasped Jin Jumo’s hand, rising to walk out of the dining room.

Then, Jin Jumo heard the voice of grandfather and grandson chatting coming in from outside.

"What’re you doing coming out here? You should go back and take care of Momo. Truly. You, why is this the only thing you do to make me satisfied! Haha, I’ll have another great-grandchild, haha..."

Which one thing...

Jin Jumo’s face turned completely red, "Uh..."

"Xixi and Hanhan can stay at the old house with you for a while, but Little Mo can’t come over."

"You don’t get to decide that. Momo is in a special period right now, I need to personally keep an eye on her until she safely delivers."

"I will take good care of Little Mo, you’re getting on in years, take it easy."

"Aren’t you annoying, always talking about my age! How old do you think I am? Go away, don’t keep me from making a call!"

"No need to call, Little Mo won’t be moving in."

"...Rong Mochen, am I your enemy? You’re always against me!"

"If Little Mo moves into the old house, then I’ll have to come back as well. It’s a two-hour round trip to the company from the old house, it’s inconvenient!"

"Then you don’t have to come back! I never asked you to!"

"Uh..."

Jin Jumo couldn’t hear Rong Mochen’s voice anymore.

After a while, Rong Zhengfeng’s grudging voice came through, "Okay, okay, you and Momo have a good relationship, you two can’t bear to be apart, I get it, I get it, alright? It’s fine if Momo doesn’t come over, but I hired some people to take care of Momo, surely you won’t refuse that?"

"Of course not."

"Humph."

Hearing this, Jin Jumo couldn’t help but smile.

How come she never noticed how entertaining some people’s relationship with his grandfather was before?

After dinner, Jin Jumo coaxed Xixi and Hanhan to sleep, and then left the old house with Rong Mochen.

Sitting in the car heading back to the villa, Jin Jumo felt uneasy.

The two little ones had never been apart from her since they were born, she wondered if they would make a fuss when they woke up.

She’s not too worried about Hanhan, it’s the little girl she’s uneasy about.

Besides, without the two little ones chattering away, she felt an emptiness inside, unaccustomed!

"With Xixi and Hanhan staying with the old man, you don’t need to worry about them making a fuss, the old man is skilled at handling children," Rong Mochen said lightly.

Jin Jumo leaned back into the chair and turned her head to look at him, "Did you make a fuss when you were little?"

"I didn’t," Rong Mochen stated firmly.

Jin Jumo pouted, not believing him.

If he didn’t, where did the old man learn his skills in handling children?

Rong Mochen’s ears heated up, frowning as he changed the topic, "I talked to Mr. Ning, tomorrow we’re going to the medical facility for a prenatal checkup."

Jin Jumo glanced at his slightly red ears, pursed her lips and laughed quietly, looking mischievously at him, "Any attempt to change the subject only confirms the fact."

Rong Mochen, "Uh..."

Ever since she got pregnant, Jin Jumo had been unusually sleepy.

But the night she returned to the villa, Jin Jumo slept restlessly, constantly dreaming.

The dreams were bizarre, a mix of reality and illusion, making her feel like she was wandering between dream and reality.

As dawn approached, Jin Jumo dreamt of Liang Yi again.

She dreamt of Liang Yi standing at the entrance of the orphanage, staring at her through the iron gate with an eerie look, as if there was hatred deeply ingrained in her bones.

Jin Jumo woke up from the dream in shock, drenched in sweat, her face pale, clutching her chest and gasping for breath.

The space beside her was empty, someone had already gotten up.

Jin Jumo sat on the bed, hugging her arms tightly, yet still felt a chill throughout her body.

The light sound of the bedroom door being opened made Jin Jumo shudder, her hackles rising as she stared wide-eyed at the door in fear.

Rong Mochen didn’t expect Jin Jumo to be awake, let alone in such a distressed and exhausted state, his brows furrowed as he took long strides over.

As he reached the bedside, the petite woman sitting on the bed suddenly leaned over and tightly hugged his waist, with such force as if clinging to the last life line.

Rong Mochen’s heart tightened, wrapping his arms around Jin Jumo’s back and lifting her off the bed.

Jin Jumo then clamped her legs around his waist, closed her eyes, wearily resting her face against his neck, her breathing erratic.

Rong Mochen paused briefly, embraced her tightly, kissed her ears that were slightly erect and trembled, not knowing whether from cold or something else, with fine fuzz standing.

"What’s wrong?"

"I had a very scary nightmare. I’m a bit frightened right now, let me take a moment... hold me tight." Jin Jumo’s voice was weak and quivering.

Rong Mochen gently tightened his arms, his dark eyes revealing a solemn expression as he kissed her cheek and hair repeatedly.

Feeling her fear gradually ease, he spoke softly into her ear, "What nightmare was so terrifying?"

"Don’t ask me, I’ve remembered it again." Jin Jumo whispered.

Rong Mochen didn’t ask any further, gently patted her head, and held her as they went to the bathroom.

But the commotion between the two did make Jin Jumo forget about the nightmare matter.

In the downstairs dining room, Jin Jumo had already been coerced by someone to drink two bowls of nourishing soup, yet it wasn’t enough, they insisted she drink a third bowl!