Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 391 - 371: A Man Says Thank You

Password?

Jian Liangtong thought for a moment and asked Huo Chengjin to try Jin Jumo’s birthday.

Huo Chengjin tried once, but the password was incorrect.

Jian Liangtong then asked him to try Xixi and Hanhan’s birthdays, but the result was still incorrect.

The two of them were stunned.

"Give it to me."

A cold, deep male voice suddenly came from one side.

Huo Chengjin and Jian Liangtong were both startled, slowly looking at the man standing in front of them.

Rong Mochen’s dark eyes were filled with deep red, surrounded by an aura of extreme eeriness, making the long corridor seem suddenly cold and damp.

A chill climbed up Jian Liangtong’s back as she blinked at Huo Chengjin, her body half rigid, not daring to let her eyes pass over Rong Mochen.

With Jian Liangtong’s helpless gaze on him, Huo Chengjin felt his heart swell with an indescribable emotion.

Slightly narrowing his eyes, Huo Chengjin looked at Rong Mochen and handed the phone to him.

Rong Mochen stared at the phone screen’s four-digit password setting and carefully entered a few numbers with his neatly groomed thumb.

Then Jian Liangtong and Huo Chengjin saw Jin Jumo’s phone display the home screen, meaning the phone had been successfully unlocked.

The two exchanged a glance.

However, Rong Mochen’s long, bony fingers gripping the phone suddenly turned white at the knuckles, his bloodshot eyes once again deepening with crimson.

With his thumb paused on the phone screen for a few seconds, Rong Mochen opened the messages on Jin Jumo’s phone.

The first sender among the top two messages was an unfamiliar phone number, while the second was Fang Jingyi!

Rong Mochen’s dark eyes grew even more sinister as he opened the first message, which contained a dynamic image.

Without hesitation, Rong Mochen opened the dynamic image.

"Ah!"

Jian Liangtong was so frightened by the content of the image that she shivered and looked away.

Huo Chengjin’s heart sank, his movements faster than his thoughts, as he reached out to pull Jian Liangtong into his arms, one hand resting behind her neck, pressing her face to his chest.

His pupils contracted, intensely fixated on Rong Mochen.

Rong Mochen stared at the dynamic image on the phone screen, his cold, stern face taut as if it were a smooth sheet of ice, ready to crack at any moment and seep out crimson blood.

Huo Chengjin’s eyelids twitched violently, and his gaze fell again on the dynamic image.

The image depicted a woman lying in a body bag!

The woman’s limbs were swollen as if filled with vapor and discolored like a fake mannequin.

Her face was blue, her pupils wide open, resembling a vengeful corpse from a horror movie, with bleeding from various facial features.

Being a dynamic image, the woman’s figure enlarged every second, her eyes seemingly about to leap out of the screen.

Not to mention that Jin Jumo and Jian Liangtong were scared; even for him, seeing it caused a certain discomfort.

This discomfort was not fear, but disgust!

Huo Chengjin believed someone was intentionally targeting Jin Jumo by sending such a horrific image and said, pressing his brows, "Send the message to Gu Yan, let him trace the owner of this phone number."

He wanted to see exactly who was so reckless to provoke Jin Jumo!

Rong Mochen’s eyes were bloodshot; he logged out of the message and immediately opened the one from Fang Jingyi.

His blood-red eyes scanned the message content intensely, not missing a single word.

Finally, Rong Mochen’s cold and tight lips curved into a chilling smile.

Seeing Rong Mochen’s movement, Huo Chengjin felt a thud in his heart.

Two hours later, Jin Jumo was finally wheeled out of the emergency room.

Rong Mochen rushed over and immediately grasped Jin Jumo’s cold hand, looking at her pale, lifeless face with closed eyes, feeling an excruciating pain in the softest part of his heart.

"How is my wife?"

Rong Mochen asked in a hushed, deep voice, never taking his eyes off Jin Jumo.

"Your wife is less than three months pregnant, and the first trimester is the most dangerous time.

Your wife suffered a severe shock and emotional distress, showing signs of a threatened miscarriage.

For now, both mother and child are out of danger due to timely resuscitation, but they need to stay in the hospital for observation until they can be discharged without risk," the doctor explained truthfully.

Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo with fiery, red eyes, his throat feeling like it was pricked by countless needles, moving the slightest bit of his throat made it seem like someone was slicing his carotid artery with a razor blade. "Thank you."

The doctor was stunned, as were Huo Chengjin and Jian Liangtong.

Huo Chengjin had a complex and incredulous expression; in his whole life, he had never heard this proud man say thank you to anyone!

And he firmly believed that the man before him, capable of anything, would probably never say such words of gratitude to anyone in his life.

Because he is too powerful!

Others have always been grateful to him a thousand times over, while he himself has become so strong that he doesn’t need this phrase!

But now, he actually said "thank you" to the doctor who saved Jin Jumo!

Huo Chengjin gasped in shock.

He was forced to reevaluate Jin Jumo’s position in Rong Mochen’s heart and life!

Perhaps, even he himself might be placed behind Jin Jumo in Rong Mochen’s mind.

VIP ward.

Rong Mochen was staying in the ward with Jin Jumo, while Huo Chengjin and Jian Liangtong stayed outside.

Huo Chengjin leaned against the wall next to the ward door, and Jian Liangtong sat with her hands clasped on the long bench in the corridor, her white teeth nervously nibbling on her thumb.

Huo Chengjin stared hard at Jian Liangtong, his gaze fixed on her, even though she hadn’t looked at him once since she sat down.

After nearly half an hour passed just like that, Huo Chengjin straightened up and walked towards Jian Liangtong.

Jian Liangtong’s lowered eyelashes trembled slightly; she was somewhat alert as she looked up at Huo Chengjin with a gaze full of panic.

Huo Chengjin paused slightly in his steps, watching the complex and minute hint of pain flash across Jian Liangtong’s long eyes.

When Huo Chengjin finally stepped up to her, Jian Liangtong’s entire back straightened like a fully drawn bow, vigilantly watching him.

Huo Chengjin stood before her for a few seconds before sitting down in the empty seat beside her.

Jian Liangtong’s breathing quickened as she hurriedly attempted to stand up.

Suddenly, one of her hands was held tight.

Jian Liangtong’s face twitched, her almond eyes trembling, warily staring at Huo Chengjin.

Huo Chengjin didn’t look at her; instead, he stared mockingly at the white wall opposite, his tone somber, "Don’t look at me with that terrified ’everyone’s out to get me’ expression; it only makes me want to bully you. You know, I’ve always been this perverted."

"Ah..." Jian Liangtong’s face turned slightly pale, she bit her lower lip hard, withdrawing the hand that Huo Chengjin had grasped.

Huo Chengjin merely frowned but didn’t forcefully hold her hand, letting her pull it away.

Jian Liangtong lowered her long, dense eyelashes, deeply concealing the unease and growing irritation in her eyes.

"Do you have nothing to say to me? Or do you despise me, refusing to speak to me?" Huo Chengjin’s eyes were red as he turned, looking at Jian Liangtong, his hands slightly clenched into fists, suppressing something.

Jian Liangtong’s lashes fluttered as she gently shook her head, yet remained silent.

"Look at me!" Huo Chengjin suddenly gripped her chin, fiercely turning her face, his own tense with deep breathing as he stared at Jian Liangtong.

Jian Liangtong’s nerves were stretched tight, her almond eyes revealing undisguised fear, her slender shoulders tensed and trembling as she watched Huo Chengjin.

"I’ve already told you not to show that expression in front of me!" Huo Chengjin’s eyes contained a hint of madness, gritting his teeth as he growled lowly.

"Ah..." Jian Liangtong inhaled sharply, her voice trembling so much that it was barely recognizable, "Do you want me to fear you or not?"

Huo Chengjin coldly stared at the watery light filling Jian Liangtong’s almond eyes, a surge of irritation rising in his chest. His brow furrowed as if in pain, his lips tensing as he let go of Jian Liangtong’s chin, a deep sense of self-disgust flashing in his eyes as he looked away from Jian Liangtong, his voice softening yet remaining tense and repressed, "I don’t want to be like this, but you always provoke me."

Jian Liangtong took a deep breath, turning her eyes away, her fists tightly clenched on her knees, her body still straight as a rod, "I don’t want it either, but I can’t control it. You’re all people I can’t afford to offend; I want to stay far away from you all. I’ve tried very hard to do that, and I’ve held on for so long. But you appearing in front of me again has completely shattered all of my past efforts."

Jian Liangtong’s eyes stung badly; she was highly uncomfortable, every pore on her body sending her the same signal—she needed to leave here immediately, right away!

Jian Liangtong, her expression chaotic, stood up from her seat, just about to head towards the safe exit at the end of the corridor.

Rong Mochen’s deep voice suddenly emanated from inside the ward.

"Little Mo."

Jian Liangtong’s tear-filled eyes flickered with a trace of brightness, and in the next moment, she turned without hesitation, heading into the ward.

"How do you feel?"

Rong Mochen’s hand tightly gripped Jin Jumo’s hand, his cold-chiseled face showing obvious tension and urgency, his dark eyes deeply focused on the weakly opened eyes of Jin Jumo on the hospital bed.

Jin Jumo looked at his solemnly tense face, parted her dry lips, and uttered a few hoarse words, "Sorry to make you worry again."

"Ah..." Rong Mochen’s dark eyes reddened fiercely, abruptly lowering his head, he kissed Jin Jumo’s pale forehead deeply.

Feeling his lips cold and slightly trembling against her forehead, Jin Jumo felt a sharp pain in her heart, salty tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes, "I’m sorry."

"Silly." Rong Mochen slowly drew back his lips from her forehead, looking at Jin Jumo with tender black eyes, his voice hoarse as he spoke.

Jin Jumo raised her weak hand from her side and placed it on her belly, her peach blossom eyes filled with anxiety, "The child..."

"It’s okay, the child is fine." Rong Mochen held Jin Jumo’s hand on her belly and quickly replied.

Only then did the anxiety in Jin Jumo’s throat slowly subside back to its original place as she wearily closed her eyes and gently breathed out a sigh.

"If you’re tired, just rest. I’ll stay with you." Rong Mochen said as he looked at her furrowed brow.

Jin Jumo’s eyelashes fluttered before she opened her eyes to look at him, "Where is Liang Tong?"