Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 394 - 374: She Came to See Great-Grandpa? (Part 1)
It’s clear that someone is trying to frame Fang Jingyi!
With this thought, both of their expressions became stern.
The person sent the image of Liang Yi’s death scene to Jin Jumo’s phone, but how did they predict that Jin Jumo would be so frightened she’d be sent to Linx Hospital, and then inform Fang Jingyi?
She might have expected Jin Jumo to be startled, but how could she be certain Jin Jumo would be taken to Linx Hospital? Does she possess clairvoyant abilities?
Clearly, she does not!
The only possibility is that she was nearby at the time!
Or rather, she was following Jin Jumo!
She witnessed Jin Jumo’s reaction to the message and saw Rong Mochen appear to take Jin Jumo to Linx Hospital!
Then she informed Fang Jingyi about Jin Jumo’s presence at Linx Hospital!
That’s why Fang Jingyi found her way to Linx Hospital so easily!
Thinking of this, Xiao Nanqing’s extraordinary handsome face was filled with a sinister smile!
We have to admit, Fu Mulan is so scheming that many seasoned businessmen can’t compare to her!
After sending Fang Jingyi back, Gu Yan hurried back to Linx Hospital.
Seeing Jin Jumo lying pale on the bed, the veins on Gu Yan’s forehead throbbed, "If I don’t drag out that damn Fu, I, Gu Yan, will stop working in intelligence!"
After dropping this harsh declaration, Gu Yan left the hospital without looking back.
At six in the morning, Jin Jumo woke up once, as soon as she opened her eyes, she nervously placed her hands on her belly, her clear peach blossom eyes tinged with weakness, her entire aura very frail.
"Had another nightmare?" Rong Mochen quickly got up from the chair and sat on the edge of the bed, tightly holding Jin Jumo’s hand, which was still cold after being held by him all night, and gently squeezed her stiff fingertips, speaking tensely.
Jin Jumo’s breath was thin, and she looked at him through wet lashes, "You didn’t sleep all night?"
Rong Mochen looked at her, "Are you hungry?"
Jin Jumo saw the red blood streaks in his deep eyes, and her heart ached a little, "The bed is big enough for both of us, why don’t you come get some sleep?"
"What do you want to eat? I’ll have someone bring it." Rong Mochen said.
Their dialogue was seemingly mismatched, yet it was filled with deep affection and concern for each other.
Jin Jumo sighed silently in her heart and softly said, "Have them bring something you like to eat. I don’t really have an appetite right now."
The subtle, occasional pain in her belly wrapped her heart in unease, making it impossible to relax.
Her mouth felt bland and tasteless, with no trace of appetite.
Rong Mochen gently brushed away the fringe on her forehead, leaned down, and kissed her forehead that was damp with cold sweat, "I’ll have them bring your favorite soft-hearted buns. For the sake of the child, eat a little even if you have no appetite, okay?"
Listening to his warm, hoarse voice, Jin Jumo felt her eyes warm and closed them, lightly leaning her face against his chest, "Okay."
Rong Mochen held her head against his chest, continuously kissing the top of her head.
He held her like this for a while before standing up to call someone to bring breakfast.
While Rong Mochen was making calls, Jin Jumo could no longer hold out and dozed off again.
When she woke up again, it was nearly noon.
The soft-hearted buns placed on the small table before the sofa in the hospital room had gone cold.
"Ju Zi, you’re awake? Are you hungry? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Jian Liangtong’s eager voice floated into her ears like a dream.
Jin Jumo moved her eyelids and turned her head, finally seeing Jian Liangtong standing by the bedside, looking at her with concern.
Breathing lightly twice, Jin Jumo reached out to her.
Jian Liangtong held her hand, her almond eyes turning red.
Jin Jumo saw this and faintly smiled, "Why the gloomy face? I’m fine, no need to look so glum, okay?"
Jian Liangtong pouted, holding back tears as she asked, "Do you want to sit up?"
"...No need." Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered, it wasn’t that she didn’t want to sit up, but any slight movement made her belly feel like it was being drilled by something, painful!
"Are you hungry then?" Jian Liangtong quickly asked.
"I don’t feel hungry, just a bit thirsty." Jin Jumo said.
"I’ll get you some water." Jian Liangtong quickly turned around, poured a cup, inserted a straw, and handed it to her pale lips.
Jin Jumo lowered her long dark lashes, but after only taking two sips, she stopped drinking.
Jian Liangtong was slightly stunned, then put the cup back on the bedside table, her eyes full of anxiety as she looked at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo glanced around the hospital room and didn’t see a certain someone, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, but she didn’t ask.
"Mr. Rong is just outside, on a phone call." Jian Liangtong said softly.
"Ah..." Jin Jumo’s gaze narrowed slightly, then she suddenly laughed lightly, "You’re really like a worm in my stomach, knowing everything I think about."
"Who wants to be a worm? That’s gross!" Jian Liangtong pouted, sitting beside her, her clear eyes staring earnestly at Jin Jumo, "Really not hungry?"
Jin Jumo shook her head.
Jian Liangtong frowned anxiously.
Rong Mochen finished his call and came in from outside. Seeing Jin Jumo already awake on the bed, he quickened his pace to walk closer.
Jian Liangtong sensibly stood up and said, "I’m going to buy lunch."
After Jian Liangtong left the ward, Rong Mochen sat by the bedside, his dark eyes gently gazing at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo, being stared at by him without blinking for a long time, said nothing, and slowly a hint of blush appeared on her pale face. Her peach blossom eyes gained a slight glow, and she lightly pressed her lips, "Don’t look at me so intensely like that, it makes me want to..."
Her words stopped there.
Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow lightly, "Makes you want to what?"
Jin Jumo’s face burst with streaks of heat, her peach blossom eyes flashing with warmth, "Makes me want to kiss you."
Rong Mochen felt a tingle in his heart, squinting at Jin Jumo’s flushed face after she said that. His hard Adam’s apple rolled, but he suddenly reached out to pinch Jin Jumo’s nose, humming in a hoarse voice, "Who taught you this?"
Such words are usually used by men to flirt with women, and coming from a girl like her, it felt a bit strange, yet... irresistibly charming!
So, who says only men can flirt, and women can’t tease men?!
See, wasn’t this done so effortlessly?
Even though Jin Jumo was blushing and quite embarrassed, seeing the glimmer of light in his dark eyes, she suddenly felt that her embarrassment was nothing compared to making him happy!
She knew the worry and torment he endured from last night until today, and she deeply understood that no matter how many times she told him she was fine, and to rest assured, he could never really be at ease, after all, she herself was still anxious.
Since she couldn’t give him complete peace of mind, at least making him smile was good too.
Rong Mochen looked at her bright peach blossom eyes and the fleeting red light within, his heart suddenly ached heavily. He let go of his hand, leaned down, and gently kissed the corner of her mouth that she tried hard to lift.
When her lips were enveloped by the warmth of his, Jin Jumo felt her heart warm up too.
It’ll be okay, really okay!
As long as he’s here, the child is here!
Those others who never cared about her, whether they live or die, can’t affect her, because it doesn’t matter!
Sitting at the dining table, Fang Jingyi stared at the exquisite dishes spread across the table, her hand holding the chopsticks felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds, unable to lift them!
The bitterness in her heart, accumulated over a night and the next morning, showed no sign of easing. Instead, it intensified, stuck stubbornly at her chest!
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t understand!
Everything she did wasn’t for herself, it was for him. How could he not appreciate it?
Not only did he not appreciate it, but he also seemed to hate her!
She’s his mother, the one who gave birth to him, how could she not compare to another woman?
Why is he so cruel and heartless to her!
Why!?
The more Fang Jingyi thought, the more she couldn’t breathe, the more resentment filled her!
So, Fang Jingyi slammed the chopsticks down, went to her room to change clothes, and then left.
At Rong Mansion, Fang Jingyi got out of the car and looked at the grand entrance, feeling a little nervous.
Since being hit with a cane by Rong Zhengfeng last time, she hadn’t returned here.
She was unexpectedly feeling a bit timid now!
Taking a deep breath, Fang Jingyi carefully checked her clothes, and seeing nothing wrong, she stepped inside.
But as soon as her legs crossed the high threshold, she was struck hard by an unidentified object rolling towards her.
"Ouch." Fang Jingyi couldn’t stand still and sat down heavily on the threshold, her face contorting in pain.
"Auntie, are you okay?" A small voice filled with grievance came from in front of her.
Fang Jingyi, in pain, opened her tightly squinted eyes in surprise and realized that what had hit her was not an "unidentified object" at all, but a chubby little girl!
Fang Jingyi stared at her in shock, "Who are you?"
"Xixi."
A childish yet wary voice came forward, and then Xixi was pulled behind by a chubby little arm.
"Brother, I accidentally bumped into this auntie." Xixi said cautiously from behind Hanhan.
Hanhan pursed his little lips, stared at Fang Jingyi who was leaning against the door frame looking at them displeased, and then turned to look at Xixi.
He saw a big red mark on Xixi’s forehead.
Hanhan frowned, reached out to touch Xixi’s forehead, "Does it hurt?"
Xixi nodded like a little chicken pecking rice, "It hurts..."
"Careless and disorderly! Who taught you like this!"
Before "hurts" was fully spoken, Fang Jingyi’s voice sounded.
Although not exactly severe, it was obviously discontent.
Xixi quickly lowered her long eyelashes, hanging her head, too guilty to look at Fang Jingyi, her little chubby hands fidgeting in unease.
Hanhan furrowed his brows tightly, turned back to look at Fang Jingyi, "My sister didn’t do it on purpose, and she’s already apologized to you."
Fang Jingyi glanced at him, and that glance did not hide her impatience and displeasure at all, asking, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Xixi thought she was too fierce, peeked at her secretly, pressed her little pink mouth, and said nothing.
