Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 389 - 369: Cold and Unfeeling 2
Jin Jumo’s pale lips twitched slightly as she looked down softly at her own belly.
After a while, Jin Jumo turned her head to Tan Yu, "Did Mr. Rong say anything else?"
"Mr. Rong said he’d return to accompany you before lunch." Tan Yu smiled, genuinely happy for Jin Jumo.
The paleness on Jin Jumo’s face decreased, her cheekbones gaining a tinge of pink, and she lightly curved her lips.
Just past eleven, Rong Mochen left the company and returned to the villa.
Tan Yu peeked out from the kitchen at Rong Mochen, lacking the ease he showed in front of Jin Jumo, and spoke respectfully, "Mr. Rong, please wait a moment, lunch will be ready soon."
Rong Mochen nodded slightly, his voice indifferent, "Where’s the young lady?"
"The young lady is resting in the room," Tan Yu said.
Rong Mochen said nothing more and took long strides upstairs.
Only after watching Rong Mochen go upstairs did Tan Yu let out a breath and continue making lunch.
Rong Mochen opened the master bedroom door and went in, instantly seeing a slight bulge on the large bed.
His cold black eyes softened, and Rong Mochen gently closed the door, walking slowly towards the bed.
Tall and upright, he stood by the bed, his gaze tender as he watched the peacefully sleeping little woman. His thin lips twitched slightly, and he sat on the edge of the bed, extending a slender index finger to lightly touch her slightly furrowed brow. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
But a few minutes passed, and her eyebrows remained tightly knitted, showing no signs of relaxing.
Rong Mochen pursed his lips and couldn’t help but use another finger to smooth the creases between her brows with utmost gentleness, bit by bit.
"Have you been back long?" Jin Jumo’s voice was lazy and hoarse.
"Just got back." Rong Mochen leaned sideways to lie beside her, kissing her long lashes that refused to lift.
Jin Jumo felt a rush of heat over her body, and her legs involuntarily wrapped around him.
"Little seductress!" Rong Mochen cursed softly, but forcibly stopped his actions, letting her little face blush like an ember, his voice low and hoarse.
Jin Jumo frowned, her peach blossom eyes filled with mercury, looking at him with a mix of discomfort and embarrassment.
Rong Mochen couldn’t resist teasing her, "Serves you right for enticing me!"
Pitifully, Jin Jumo pursed her lips and lightly struggled against the hands holding hers.
Rong Mochen released her hands and instead embraced her, lifting her up.
Jin Jumo wrapped her arms around his waist from his chest, hugging him completely, her warm little face nuzzling his neck like a kitten.
As she rubbed against him, Rong Mochen couldn’t help but snap in an irritated tone, "Keep rubbing, and I won’t stop then!"
"Uh..." Jin Jumo immediately behaved, though her legs still dangled gently around him.
Rong Mochen sighed softly beside her ear, "Be patient, I’ll make it up to you later."
Jin Jumo was so frustrated by these words that she wished she could just end herself!
With a flushed face nestled against his neck, she was too ashamed to make a sound.
Rong Mochen couldn’t help but curl his lips, holding her as he gently patted her back. After a while, he deliberately asked hoarsely by her ear, "Feeling better? Still want more?"
Jin Jumo, "Uh..." This person could be so wicked when he wanted!
In the afternoon, Rong Mochen moved his work to the villa’s study, while Jin Jumo cozily read on the study sofa.
The sound of powerful keystrokes blended harmoniously with the rustling of pages in the quiet study.
After reading for a while, Jin Jumo would rest her head and gaze at the focused man working. During these moments, the man would also look up at her, even if most of the time it was just a glance without changing his serious expression. Yet, Jin Jumo felt content and secure.
At this moment, she truly felt a sense of timeless tranquility!
At five o’clock, Jin Jumo received a call from Jian Liangtong, asking when she’d arrive at his house, saying that Mr. Jian had already started cooking.
Only then did Jin Jumo remember that she had promised Mr. Jian to have dinner at his house tonight.
However, Xixi and Hanhan were currently at the old house, and going to pick them up at this time and then heading to the Jian Family wasn’t feasible.
So Jin Jumo decided not to pick up Xixi and Hanhan from the old house.
Jin Jumo informed Jian Liangtong that she’d pack up and head over soon.
The two chatted a bit more before ending the call.
"Heading over now?" As soon as Jin Jumo hung up, a deep voice came from the other person.
Jin Jumo put down her phone and book, got up from the sofa, and walked towards him, "Looks like it."
Rong Mochen swiveled his office chair to face Jin Jumo as she walked around the desk, took her hand, and sat her on his lap, giving her a peck on the lips, "Shall I take you there?"
"No need, I’ll let the driver take me later." Jin Jumo said.
"Alright, I still have a few documents to look over." Rong Mochen squeezed Jin Jumo’s hand, "But I can come pick you up when you return at night."
Jin Jumo nodded, smiled, and pecked him on the corner of his mouth twice before standing up from his lap, "Then I’ll go change clothes."
Rong Mochen furrowed his brow, his large hand holding hers tightened for a moment before letting go, "Okay."
Jin Jumo playfully waved at him before turning and walking out of the study room.
Watching Jin Jumo’s graceful silhouette, Rong Mochen’s lips curled into a silent, slight smile.
At 9 PM, after dinner, Jian Liangtong left the Jian Family home and took Mr. Jian’s car keys, preparing to drive Jin Jumo back to the villa.
The two strolled leisurely through the neighborhood, Jian Liangtong spinning the car keys in her hand as they chatted about whatever came to mind. Their conversation had no particular focus, but neither of them found it boring; in fact, they were quite engrossed.
As they approached the neighborhood’s exit, Jian Liangtong suddenly remembered the world-renowned live broadcast from a few days ago and said energetically to Jin Jumo, "Ju Zi, your brother is amazing. Recognizing a sister made it seem like the whole world was doing it, the spectacle and the fanfare were beyond words!
My parents watched that live broadcast live and they didn’t dare recognize you when they saw you on screen. They thought it was someone who looked just like you and had the same name.
They even showed me the replay, and only when I confirmed it was you did they believe it, haha, it was hilarious.
Didn’t you notice? My parents kept glancing at you with curiosity during dinner but were too embarrassed to ask, probably for fear of making you uncomfortable."
Jin Jumo chuckled, "No wonder Mr. and Mrs. Jian looked at me so strangely today."
"Right, haha."
Jian Liangtong laughed, "I bet my parents are still discussing you now. Your situation with all its ups and downs—being the sister of Country C’s richest man and also publicly acknowledged as marrying Z City’s richest man—this identity swap must seem like a TV drama to us common folks, it’s surreal!"
Jin Jumo raised an eyebrow, "Sometimes even I feel like I’m dreaming."
Jian Liangtong nudged Jin Jumo with her arm, "Alright, don’t provoke me into hitting you. There are so many people secretly envying you now."
Jin Jumo was noncommittal.
Exiting the neighborhood, Jian Liangtong said, "I’ll go get the car."
"I can go back myself, no need for you to drive me," Jin Jumo stopped her.
"I’ve already taken out the car keys." Jian Liangtong lifted the car keys in her hand, huffing.
"Even if you did take them out, I’m not letting you drive me!" Jin Jumo insisted.
"Why?" Jian Liangtong was puzzled.
"If you drive me back, I’ll have to worry about you driving back alone, it’s not safe," Jin Jumo explained.
Jian Liangtong rolled her eyes, "What’s unsafe about me? I got my driver’s license the same time as you, remember?"
"You did get your license with me, but how many times have you driven by yourself?" Jin Jumo asked, amused.
"...Many times,"
Jian Liangtong pursed her lips, her almond-shaped eyes flickering with a hint of guilt.
Jin Jumo shrugged, "I definitely don’t dare let you drive me; what if something happens? It would be two lives lost."
"Pah, pah, pah, stop saying unlucky things like two lives lost,"
Wait!
Jian Liangtong’s eyes widened, staring woodenly at Jin Jumo, "EXOME? Two lives lost? What do you mean?"
Jin Jumo deliberately frowned, looking at Jian Liangtong strangely, "Didn’t I tell you? I’m pregnant."
"Uh..."
Jian Liangtong’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock. After a moment, she suddenly leaped up, hooking her arm around Jin Jumo’s neck, "When did you tell me? When? Jin Jumo, you’re so bad, so bad! You just wanted to see my reaction go out of control, didn’t you? Ah..."
Clearly, at this moment, not only was Jian Liangtong’s expression out of control, but her whole being was too!
She was about to be choked to death by her rough and careless hug!
"If you don’t stop, it really will be two lives lost," Jin Jumo said helplessly, her face flushed.
Jian Liangtong paused, sheepishly let go, still a bit unsettled, gave a light slap to Jin Jumo’s arm, and with a smile blooming on her face, she exclaimed but then huffed, "When you give me such big news, can’t you be a bit more tactful? I was so shocked, it’s life-threatening!"
"Uh..." Jin Jumo’s brows furrowed into one line as she lightly rubbed her neck, exhaling, "Good thing you know it could be life-threatening!"
Jian Liangtong pursed her lips, suppressing laughter, "Are you okay?"
Jin Jumo gave her an annoyed sidelong glance, "Won’t die."
Jian Liangtong secretly stuck out her tongue, cheekily hanging onto Jin Jumo’s arm, her almond eyes grinning as she looked at Jin Jumo, while one hand already reached towards Jin Jumo’s belly, "How many months?"
Jin Jumo cast a sidelong glance at her mischievous face, couldn’t help but smile, "Just over two months."
"Boy or girl?" Jian Liangtong asked.
"Hey, it’s only just over two months, okay?" Jin Jumo replied, speechless.
Jian Liangtong giggled, half her body leaning on Jin Jumo, teasingly saying, "The big boss is really capable!"
"Jian Liangtong!" Jin Jumo glared at her, "Aren’t you embarrassed?"
"What’s there to be embarrassed about? You guys didn’t feel embarrassed doing that, so why should I feel embarrassed?" Jian Liangtong continued laughing.
Lines of frustration appeared on Jin Jumo’s forehead, and she pushed her away, "Alright, stop being cheeky. I’m going home, you should too."
"I’ll drive you," Jian Liangtong widened her eyes, "You’re a pregnant woman now, how can I let you go home alone?"
