"..." Jin Jumo’s face flushed, the object pressing against her belly made it impossible for her to focus on what he was saying, his words floated into her ears sounding like a persistent hum.
"Little Mo." Not hearing her response, Rong Mochen lowered his head to look at her, only to see her face unusually red, he paused, pressed his fingertip against it, "Why is your face so red?"
"..." Really playing dumb!
Jin Jumo tightly pursed her lips, grabbed his fingers that were ssing around on her face, her voice as soft as a mosquito, "Mr. Rong, can you let go of first?"
Rong Mochen’s dark eyes glimred lightly, understood sothing, his thin lips tugged slightly, "No."
"..." Jin Jumo frowned, uncomfortably twisted her waist, but as soon as she moved, she heard a heavy gasp from soone next to her ear, her neck flushed red, suddenly making her afraid to move at all.
"Move again, why not move?" Rong Mochen’s throat rolled, whispering hoarsely beside her ear.
Jin Jumo was so embarrassed she lost her face.
Having no way out, Jin Jumo raised the corner of her eye to look at Rong Mochen, speaking straightforwardly, "I’m not comfortable!"
Rong Mochen stared at her but nodded lightly, "I am too."
"..." Jin Jumo’s throat was stuffed, she couldn’t say a word.
"Want to be comfortable?"
Jin Jumo’s brain buzzed instantly, her consciousness almost exploded, she slightly opened her lips, her long, dense eyelashes fluttering helplessly.
At that mont, Rong Mochen suddenly bent down and lifted Jin Jumo horizontally, striding into the bedroom.
"... Mr., Mr. Rong, what, what are you going to do?" Jin Jumo instantly panicked, using her hands and feet to push him.
"..." In the following half an hour, Jin Jumo seed to have a not-so-pleasant dream!
At eight o’clock the next morning, Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo left for Linx Hospital.
In the car, Jin Jumo looked at Rong Mochen, slightly conflicted, "Mr. Rong, how are you planning to tell my grandfather?"
Rong Mochen glanced at Jin Jumo, then continued looking ahead, his voice calm, "Speak the truth."
Jin Jumo’s pupils tightened abruptly, murmuring, "Speak the truth?"
Rong Mochen was silent for a mont, turned to gaze at Jin Jumo’s pale, anxious eyes, his handso brow furrowed slightly, "Why, is there a problem?"
Jin Jumo’s pale lips trembled, after a while, she slightly tugged at her mouth, "No. Mr. Rong can say whatever he likes."
Rong Mochen glanced over her uncontrollably stiff white side face, furrowed his brow tightly turned his head, his shallow voice flowed, "I will tell your grandfather, I am the one pursuing you, that you and I mutually developed feelings and now have a child, and have already prepared to get married, to let your grandfather feel at ease."
"..." Jin Jumo’s eyes widened, the plot changed so quickly she couldn’t adapt.
Rong Mochen gently turned his head again to look at her, "Do you think it’s okay?"
Jin Jumo’s cheeks twitched twice, "O-okay."
Rong Mochen raised his eyebrows, suddenly curled his lips, maybe finding Jin Jumo’s reaction sowhat amusing.
Jin Jumo saw this, her cheeks instantly blazing, she turned her face towards the car window, parted her lips, gently breathed out.
Walking to Jin Jiancheng’s ward door, Jin Jumo heard Xiao Yao and Jin Jiancheng talking inside, the firm heart she had wavered again.
Rong Mochen noticed Jin Jumo’s hesitation, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and pulled Jin Jumo’s hand, walking inside.
Jin Jumo’s heart suspended in her throat, numbly following behind him.
"Grandpa Jin..." Xiao Yao’s voice suddenly stopped, eyes widened in shock looking at Rong Mochen, and Jin Jumo following behind him.
Jin Jiancheng also saw the two, but he didn’t look at anyone, rather he thoughtfully observed the clasped hands of Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo, his expression was deeply contemplative.
"Grandpa." Jin Jumo inevitably feeling guilty, slightly withdrew from Rong Mochen’s hand, walked towards Jin Jiancheng.
Until the mont Jin Jumo withdrew her hand, only then did Xiao Yao notice the detail that the two had entered hand in hand, instantly shocked and incredulous.
She had always thought Jin Jumo would end up with Ying Jingyao.
Now Ying Jingyao had only been gone for hardly a day, yet she’s holding hands with another man to et the parents? What kind of mad rhythm is this? Xiao Yao felt her intelligence severely challenged!
Rong Mochen had no reaction to Jin Jumo’s abrupt action of withdrawing her hand, only his thin lips pursed in slight displeasure, and his dark eyes formally looked at Jin Jiancheng, "Mr. Jin, hello."
Jin Jiancheng, who in his younger years hunted in the business world, was precise at assessing people.
When Rong Mochen first appeared, he imdiately noticed that he was not an ordinary person. The aura of arrogance and dominance around him could not be masked, even if his expression was indifferent and cool.
After a brief mont of silence, Jin Jiancheng looked at him without any expression and asked in a lukewarm tone, "And you are?"
"Junior, Rong Mochen," Rong Mochen replied.
Rong Mochen!
Jin Jiancheng’s stern face trembled slightly as he stared directly at Rong Mochen, "Are you the Rong Mochen, president of Rong Group?"
Having been in business before, it wasn’t that he hadn’t seen him in newspapers or news. It’s just that this ti, seeing him with Jin Jumo, he didn’t expect Jin Jumo to be involved with the president of Rong Group, so he initially didn’t recognize him.
Now that he looked again, his outstanding appearance and innate deanor indeed resembled that of the president of Rong Group.
"Indeed." Rong Mochen replied, glancing at Jin Jumo, who stood by the hospital bed looking sowhat uneasy, and then turned his gaze back to Jin Jiancheng, "Mr. Jin, I’ve visited many tis while you’ve been conscious these past few days. Unfortunately, I always ca while you were resting, so I haven’t officially paid my respects to you until now."
Jin Jiancheng didn’t exhibit an unusual attitude just because he was the president of Rong Group. A trace of guardedness flashed through his sowhat muddled eyes, "Why would President Rong visit an old man like ?"
"Mr. Jin can just call Mochen." Rong Mochen said, taking two steps forward, his deep black eyes looking at Jin Jumo, "I t your granddaughter a year ago, fell in love at first sight, and pursued her. Now, Little Mo and I are in a relationship; since you are Little Mo’s grandpa, you are naturally my grandpa too."
A year ago? Love at first sight? Pursued her?
Not only was Xiao Yao shocked upon hearing this, even Jin Jumo blushed and lowered her head silently.
Jin Jiancheng took a deep breath, frowning as he looked at Jin Jumo, "Little Mo, what do you say?"
Jin Jumo’s face was very red; she remained silent for a mont before gently nodding.
Jin Jiancheng’s face, full of the marks of ti, twitched slightly as he suddenly reached out and grabbed Jin Jumo’s hand.
"... Grandpa." Jin Jiancheng’s grip was strong, holding her hand tightly, causing pain.
Jin Jumo’s heart trembled as she looked at Jin Jiancheng with concern.
Jin Jiancheng no longer looked at Jin Jumo, his face flushed as he looked at Rong Mochen, "I have sothing to discuss with Little Mo. Could President Rong wait outside for a mont?"
Rong Mochen’s black eyes constricted slightly as he gazed at Jin Jumo for a mont, then nodded and turned to walk out.
Xiao Yao was so shocked that he had been in a daze for a while. At this mont, seeing Rong Mochen step out, his stalled brain slowly started to function again. He swallowed dryly, glanced at Jin Jiancheng and Jin Jumo, and also left the room.
Watching Rong Mochen and Xiao Yao leave, Jin Jiancheng slowly let go of Jin Jumo’s hand, his voice hoarse, "Little Mo, close the door."
"..." Jin Jumo’s fingers curled as she walked over to close the door. When she turned back, she saw Jin Jiancheng sitting silently with his eyes closed, his expression showing a mix of pain and complexity.
Jin Jumo’s eyes stung. She quickly walked to his side and took his hand, "Grandpa."
Jin Jiancheng slowly opened his eyes, filled with deep remorse, self-reproach, and distress, "Tell Grandpa, you haven’t done anything foolish for Grandpa, have you?"
Jin Jumo shook her head, "No, no."
She didn’t even dare to show a hint of hesitation.
"These days, Grandpa has been so happy, happy to have a few more years to spend with my Little Mo, that I forgot to ask about many things." Grandpa looked at Jin Jumo with affection, "A year ago, the company went bankrupt, and Grandpa suddenly fainted, leaving Little Mo with a pile of sses. Little Mo, can you tell Grandpa the truth, huh?"
Jin Jumo still shook her head, "Grandpa, Little Mo really hasn’t lied to you. I’m with Mr. Rong because I love him, not for any other reason. Grandpa, please believe ."
"Little Mo, are you still lying to Grandpa?" Jin Jiancheng was extrely heartbroken and apologetic, but he beca emotional, his frail body trembling incessantly, his face flushing redder, his breath coming in short, rapid bursts, as if he might suffocate the next mont.
Jin Jumo was terrified, helplessly clasping his hand and pressing it to her forehead, choking up, "Grandpa, don’t be like this. Can you calm down? I’m scared."
Jin Jiancheng’s eyes, bloodshot, stared at Jin Jumo, asking with difficulty, "Then tell Grandpa, if you truly like that President Rong, why do you still call him Mr. Rong?"
"..." Jin Jumo’s eyes hesitated but quickly looked at him and said, "I started calling him that when we first t, and later I wanted to change it, but it had already beco a habit, and I couldn’t change it."
"Was it President Rong who covered Grandpa’s hospital expenses?" Jin Jiancheng asked earnestly.
"No." Jin Jumo lowered her eyelashes, "After the company went bankrupt, the other shareholders crazily divided what little finances were left. Perhaps out of pity for , rembering Grandpa’s kindness to them, they left us the only villa we had as shelter. To pay for your treatnt, I sold the villa... Grandpa, do you bla ?"
Jin Jiancheng looked at Jin Jumo’s anxious and sad eyes, his agitated mood slowly calming down, yet he was still uneasy, asking, "Did those people really leave the villa for you?"
Jin Jumo sniffled and nodded, "When you suddenly fainted, everyone was touched, and so uncles who were close to you and Dad couldn’t bear to see holess, so they persuaded the other staff."
Indeed, there were a few people in the company who had good personal relationships with him, so even being classmates and brothers brought into the company by Jin Jumo’s father. What Jin Jumo described was not impossible.
Moreover, since he always treated his employees generously, providing benefits far above industry standards, this further added to the credibility of Jin Jumo’s words.
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