Jin Jumo was stunned, "Grandpa?"
Rong Mochen didn’t look at her, his voice was very indifferent, "Mm."
In Jinming Port City, after coming back, Rong Mochen went to the study and never ca out, while Jin Jumo was surrounded by a group of designers taking her asurents and pestering her about her clothing style preferences.
It took a full two hours before this crowd left, giving Jin Jumo so peace and quiet.
Jin Jumo slightly closed her eyes, leaning back on the sofa, the vast, spacious, and bright view before her made her feel surreal. Would she be living here from now on?
"Madam." A respectful voice ca through, making Jin Jumo slightly confused, and she opened her eyes to look.
Standing before her was a woman about forty or fifty years old, dressed plainly, her hair neatly tied at the back, her round face giving off a gentle and kind vibe, but there was a hint of timidity in her eyes as she looked at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo sat up, bewildered, "And you are?"
"Madam, Mr. Rong hired to take care of you, my surna is Yu, my na is Huihua." Yu Qiuhua was visibly nervous, her hands clasped tightly in front of her in a very polite manner.
"Oh, oh, I’ve heard Mr. Rong ntion you." Jin Jumo stood up, smiling shyly, "Hello Aunt Yu, I’ll have to trouble you a lot in the future."
"Oh, madam, you don’t need to say that. Even if you didn’t say anything, I would still do my best to take care of you." Yu Huihua was flattered, even a little bit alard.
Jin Jumo was a bit unaccustod to being called "Madam" repeatedly by her and licked her lips, saying, "Mr. Rong and I are not yet... Aunt Yu, just call by my na."
Yu Huihua glanced up at Jin Jumo, seeing her sincere and gentle expression, her nerves eased considerably, she smiled, "You and Mr. Rong getting married is just a matter of ti. You’re pregnant, do sit down instead of standing all the ti."
As Yu Huihua spoke, she took a step forward, reaching out to support Jin Jumo.
But as her hands were about to touch Jin Jumo’s arm, they suddenly halted, thinking perhaps Jin Jumo would resent her for it.
Just as she was about to withdraw her hands, they were held by a warm and soft hand.
Yu Huihua was taken aback for a second, then she gently held back on Jin Jumo’s hand, supporting her to sit down.
"The child is not yet three months, it’s not that delicate. Aunt Yu, you don’t need to be so nervous." Jin Jumo naturally pulled Yu Huihua to sit beside her.
Yu Huihua looked at Jin Jumo, a hint of affection in her eyes, and visibly more relaxed, "It’s your first pregnancy, you probably don’t know how dangerous a woman’s first childbirth can be. I have two children. The second one was easy, didn’t take much effort at all, but the first one tornted , even thinking back now makes break into a cold sweat."
"Ah?" Jin Jumo indeed wasn’t experienced, thinking it was just giving birth, well, every woman does it, didn’t find it scary, felt like when the ti cos, it’s all over once it’s done.
But hearing Yu Huihua’s words now, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
Seeing Jin Jumo’s face pale, Yu Huihua quickly realized her words might have scared her, hurriedly held her hand saying, "Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, I suffered because I was young and inexperienced, didn’t take pregnancy seriously, thought it will naturally happen when the ti cos, so I was still working just before delivery, almost cost my life. But you’re different, you’re fortunate, with proper prenatal care and a good obstetrician, surely it won’t be that bad."
"Hehe." Jin Jumo chuckled dryly.
Afraid that she might add to her psychological burden with more talk, Yu Huihua made an excuse to make her so soup and left.
Jin Jumo sat on the sofa for a while, feeling uneasy, unable to sit still, glanced towards the study on the second floor, stood up from the sofa, and climbed up the stairs.
Standing at the door of the study, Jin Jumo hesitated for a mont, then raised her hand to knock on the door.
"The door’s not locked, co in," a man’s calm voice ca from inside.
Jin Jumo stuck out her tongue, turned the door handle, and walked in.
Rong Mochen sat in front of the desk computer, half of the window was covered by curtains, making the entire study feel dark.
The glow from the computer screen reflected on the man’s extraordinary handso face, making him look mysterious and aloof.
Rong Mochen glanced up from his computer towards Jin Jumo, his expression unchanged, "What’s the matter?"
Jin Jumo walked over, stood by the desk, her face a bit pale, "Is Mr. Rong working?"
Rong Mochen didn’t reply, his dark eyes quietly watching Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo swallowed, "Mr. Rong, I’ve heard that a woman’s first childbirth can be very painful, did you know?"
"..." Rong Mochen’s usually stern face involuntarily twitched at her question, lowered his brows as he stared at her, "You’re a woman, shouldn’t you know about this?"
Jin Jumo’s mouth twitched, "True."
After a pause, Jin Jumo frowned deeply, not speaking, nor leaving.
Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo’s worried face, squinted, "Co here."
"Huh?" Jin Jumo looked at him puzzledly.
"Didn’t you want to know if a woman’s first childbirth is painful?" Rong Mochen said.
"But Mr. Rong said he didn’t know?" Jin Jumo mumbled softly.
"I told you to co over, so just co over." Rong Mochen said sternly as he gazed at her.
Jin Jumo sullenly pouted, walked around the desk reluctantly.
Rong Mochen watched her unwillingly approach and slightly lowered his brows, "Sit down."
Jin Jumo looked around but couldn’t find a place to sit, looked at Rong Mochen in confusion, "Where should I sit?"
Rong Mochen raised his eyebrows, gesturing towards his own legs.
Jin Jumo’s heart skipped a beat, her cheeks blushing, "Isn’t that inappropriate?"
Rong Mochen didn’t waste words with her, he grabbed her arm and directly pulled her to sit on his lap.
The muscles underneath, hard as marble, made Jin Jumo feel not only flustered but also uncomfortable!
Her back was straight, and she didn’t dare move an inch.
Rong Mochen wrapped one arm around her slender waist while holding the mouse in the other. He brought up the Baidu search page, and his long fingers tapped on the keyboard to enter a sentence.
Jin Jumo saw what he searched for, her eyes widened, holding her breath and staring at the computer screen.
The search result said, giving birth is like the greatest life-and-death ordeal for a woman in this life...
Jin Jumo felt disheartened; she had always thought having a child was too simple and easy!
"There’s a video, do you want to watch it?" Rong Mochen slightly tilted his head, looking at Jin Jumo’s pale profile and asked softly.
"Live-recorded video of a woman’s entire childbirth process." Jin Jumo’s lips parted slightly, reading it out loud.
After reading it, Jin Jumo frowned, sowhat rejecting it, fearing that the content was sothing she couldn’t bear to watch or handle. She worried that after seeing the content, she might regret it and not want to have this child anymore!
Jin Jumo gritted her teeth and turned her face to the side, "I won’t watch it!"
"Really not going to watch?" Rong Mochen curved his lips, his dark eyes soft as the gentle moon in the silent study.
Jin Jumo shook her head firmly, "Really not going to watch!"
Rong Mochen’s smile deepened; he didn’t ask her again and directly clicked on the link.
When the video started to play sounds, Jin Jumo’s heart tightened, and she looked at Rong Mochen with so bla, "Mr. Rong, why did you play it?"
Rong Mochen looked at her, "I want to watch it!"
"..." Jin Jumo was speechless, Mr. Rong, you’re such a grown man, aren’t you afraid of being jinxed watching a woman give birth?
Rong Mochen turned his gaze back, staring directly at the computer screen.
But when the woman was pushed into the delivery room and started moaning in pain, he retracted his gaze, lowering his eyes to look at the little woman in his arms who was determined not to watch but was now watching with great focus.
Throughout the process, Jin Jumo didn’t dare breathe heavily, clenching her hands into fists. There were several tis she couldn’t bear to watch and closed her eyes, but in the end, she couldn’t help but finish watching the video.
When she saw the doctor cut the umbilical cord and hold the tiny baby in their arms, Jin Jumo let out a long breath in her heart. A surge of emotion swept through her, making her eyes slightly moist, and the fear and panic she felt during the video seed less intense.
"Scared?" Rong Mochen clasped Jin Jumo’s hand, his deep eyes fixed on her.
Jin Jumo nodded, "Makes kind of not want to give birth, ah..."
Before Jin Jumo could finish her sentence, he squeezed her hand hard, causing her fingers to ache bone by bone. She dared not speak out in anger and gave him a dark glare.
Rong Mochen loosened his grip slightly, instead gently wrapping her fingers, speaking slowly, "Don’t say such things in the future."
So domineering!
Jin Jumo grimaced, frowning in frustration, "I was just saying." Could she really not give birth? Besides, it’s two, that’s so rare!
"Even saying it isn’t allowed!" Rong Mochen glared at her.
Jin Jumo frowned deeply, "Mr. Rong, aren’t you being a bit too overbearing?"
Rong Mochen looked at her without speaking.
Jin Jumo pouted, pulling her hand away, she got up from his lap and walked straight toward the door, her tone sowhat unhappy, "Mr. Rong, go back to work, I won’t disturb you anymore."
Rong Mochen coldly stared at Jin Jumo’s back.
Previously, in front of him, she wouldn’t dare to act so recklessly like this, she was as obedient as a little lamb, whatever he said was what she did.
Now, disagreed with a few words, she just left!
Dinner was prepared by Yu Huihua. Though it didn’t have every chicken, duck, or fish dish, it was already quite sumptuous, and her cooking skills were excellent. Every dish was flavorful, and the soup was rich in color, aroma, and taste, smooth and delicious.
Jin Jumo ate a lot, and she ate quickly too.
After she finished eating, Rong Mochen was still eating, his eating manner was elegant, choosing only light dishes, taking his ti with no expression on his face, making it hard to tell if he was satisfied with the food or not.
"Mr. Rong, I’ve finished eating, please take your ti," Jin Jumo said, standing up from her seat.
"Sit down." Rong Mochen frowned, glanced at her, and though his tone wasn’t harsh, it left no room for defiance.
Jin Jumo’s eye twitched, sitting back down, "Mr. Rong, do you have sothing to say?"
"No," said Rong Mochen.
"Then..." Why ask her to sit down? To watch him eat?
"From now on, if I haven’t left the table, you’re not allowed to leave," Rong Mochen said.
Jin Jumo was speechless, what kind of ho rule was this, so unreasonable?
"Mr. Rong, am I that good-looking? Can I help whet your appetite?" Jin Jumo said with a playful smile, cleverly hiding the acidity in her words.
Rong Mochen put a piece of tofu in his mouth, chewed it carefully, then looked at her, "Don’t you look at the mirror usually?"
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