Jin Jumo touched her neck, pretending not to notice, and turned her gaze away.
Rong Mochen narrowed his eyes slightly, ignoring it.
Gu Yan, seeing this, had his first thought: There’s sothing fishy going on here!
Clearing his throat in a pretentious manner, he was about to speak when Nie Xiaoxing walked in from outside, carrying water.
Gu Yan’s face instantly darkened, glaring at Nie Xiaoxing with disdain in his voice, "Why are you still here?"
Nie Xiaoxing’s hand trembled, gave Gu Yan a cold glance, placed the coaster on the bedside table, and handed a cup of water to Rong Zhengfeng, "Here, have so water."
Rong Zhengfeng glanced a few more tis at Nie Xiaoxing, perhaps noticing she was too thin, the old man frowned a bit, silently accepted the glass, and said nothing.
Nie Xiaoxing then handed two glasses of freshly squeezed apple juice to Xixi and Hanhan.
Xixi’s eyes lit up, happily accepted the glass, and sweetly said, "Thank you, sister."
Nie Xiaoxing looked at Xixi, her eyes also lit up, and she smiled, "You’re welco."
Watching Xixi drink the juice in small gulps like a little hamster, Nie Xiaoxing’s cold expression gradually changed.
Jin Jumo’s lips curved slightly, glancing at Gu Yan.
Although Mrs. Gu arranged the marriage with Gu Yan without consulting him, one had to admit, Mrs. Gu had a sharp eye; Nie Xiaoxing, although sotis looking unapproachable and rebellious, has a asure of tact.
From her bright eyes as she looked at Xixi, it was clear that Nie Xiaoxing was far more innocent than she appeared.
If Gu Yan could develop feelings for Nie Xiaoxing, she would be glad to see it.
"Do you want so water now?"
Nie Xiaoxing finally tore her gaze away from Xixi and looked at Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen didn’t speak, Jin Jumo quickly said, "The water’s over there, we’ll get it ourselves if we want it."
Nie Xiaoxing nodded and, without saying anything, walked toward the bedroom door.
"When exactly are you leaving?" Gu Yan said harshly to Nie Xiaoxing’s retreating back, frowning.
Nie Xiaoxing abruptly turned around, her gaze at Gu Yan instantly made him feel a full asure of disdain and annoyance.
Gu Yan choked up, glaring at Nie Xiaoxing, montarily losing the ability to speak, just watching as Nie Xiaoxing tossed her head and left.
A short while later, the sound of a door slamming ca from the living room, indicating to Gu Yan that the person had left.
Gu Yan was dumbfounded, and imdiately his face turned green!
Had she just shown him attitude in front of everyone?
Who does she think she is!
After Nie Xiaoxing left the apartnt, Gu Yan was visibly unsettled, summarized with one word: displeased!
Rong Mochen and the others left the apartnt after half an hour and went together to the old house.
Upon seeing Rong Sinan at the old house, so were sowhat surprised, but on second thought, it seed to make sense.
Rong Zhengfeng had always been gentle and affectionate towards Rong Sinan, partly because of Rong Sinan’s warm and elegant nature, having excelled since childhood, and sincerely protecting his younger brother Rong Mochen.
Another reason was because of his leg.
This is why, upon seeing Rong Sinan in the living room, Rong Zhengfeng was montarily taken aback, then affection naturally appeared in his eyes, "Sinan is here."
"Grandpa." Rong Sinan looked complexly at the noticeably thinner Jin Jumo, then turned his gaze to Rong Zhengfeng, a slight smile forming.
"You haven’t been here for a long ti, busy with what?" Rong Zhengfeng reached out a hand.
Rong Sinan took his hand, helped him sit on the main sofa, and answered softly, "With Mochen handling Rong Family, I, as the big brother, have it easier."
Rong Zhengfeng chuckled, "You’ve been modest since you were a child. Even if you don’t say, grandpa knows what you have been up to."
Rong Sinan raised an eyebrow, saying nothing.
He intentionally kept things under wraps, and Rong Zhengfeng naturally wouldn’t expose it, smiling and lowering his eyes, "No need for everyone to stand, have a seat."
"Uncle." Xixi, naturally intimate, walked up and took Rong Sinan’s large hand, calling sweetly.
Rong Sinan’s eyes softened like a spring breeze, leaning slightly to lift Xixi up, dotingly kissing her small face, "Why is Xixi so thin?"
Xixi’s eyes lit up, looking at Rong Sinan in surprise, "Really?"
"Yes." Rong Sinan nodded with a smile.
"I was already so skinny, what would happen if I got thinner." Xixi instantly beca worried, looking at Jin Jumo, "Mommy, I think I’ve been eating too little lately, I need to eat more, Uncle says I’m thin."
Jin Jumo, "..." Really doesn’t want to burst the little girl’s bubble.
Even though the little girl’s appetite has noticeably decreased lately due to being scared, and she has indeed lost weight, but... she’s still a little chubby, isn’t she?
"Ha ha." Rong Zhengfeng laughed heartily, beckoning Xixi, "Co to grandpa here."
"Okay." Xixi imdiately slipped down from Rong Sinan’s arms and ran over to snuggle on the couch with Rong Zhengfeng.
Rong Sinan smiled, looking at Hanhan.
Hanhan glanced at him, "Uncle."
Then, holding his small phone, he sat on the separate sofa opposite Rong Zhengfeng, as if waiting for so ssage. His expressions alternated between lancholy and suddenly bright, akin to the look of soone in love.
Jin Jumo noticed, though curious, she didn’t ask much, giving the little guy enough private space.
Rong Sinan sat on the sofa opposite Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen, his two slender and clean hands slightly clasped together, lips pursed, looking at Jin Jumo with a hint of apology, "Momo, about what happened before, I’m very sorry."
As soon as Rong Sinan said this, Rong Zhengfeng, who was whispering with Xixi, suddenly looked up at Rong Sinan, his face still gentle, but his tone carried a sternness, "Sinan, don’t bring up unhappy matters today."
Rong Sinan frowned, looking only at Jin Jumo.
Rong Mochen squinted, his facial contours appearing sowhat cold and hard.
Those present were well aware of whom Rong Sinan’s apology was ant for.
Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered, she told Rong Sinan, "Brother Rong, you did nothing wrong, so there’s no need to apologize to ."
Rong Sinan paused, "Because of the last incident, Mom is still in the hospital, very weak and looking quite worn."
"Is that so?" Jin Jumo furrowed her brows, looking at Rong Mochen, "Find so ti to visit her."
"She doesn’t need anyone visiting her!" Rong Mochen’s dark eyes were slightly cold, staring at Jin Jumo with a warning tone, "You can be sympathetic, but you can’t overflow with sympathy for just anyone!"
Jin Jumo, "..." Ms. Fang is his mother, how could she be just anyone?
Rong Sinan looked at Rong Mochen, a bit powerless in his eyes, smiled and said, "Forget it, pretend I didn’t say anything."
Rong Mochen’s gaze shifted slightly as he looked at Rong Sinan, pausing for quite a while before saying, "Brother, anything else can be discussed."
Except for matters concerning your own mother, right?
Rong Sinan’s chest tightened, his expression suddenly complex yet silent.
He had nothing more to say, but Rong Zhengfeng still had words, "Sinan, tell her that our Rong family does not accept her as a daughter-in-law any longer. From now on, she’s not part of the Rong family!"
"Grandfather." Rong Sinan was shocked.
"Sinan, say no more." Rong Zhengfeng waved dismissively at Rong Sinan with a hint of desolation, "I gave her opportunities, but this ti, she went too far, nearly bringing ruin to our Rong family! This kind of daughter-in-law is unacceptable for Rong Zhengfeng! Tell her not to appear before henceforth, my old bones can’t take such a shock. I’ve made up my mind—accepted it!"
Rong Sinan inhaled, "Grandfather, you’re not thinking of expelling her from the Rong family, are you?"
Fang Jingyi, who has been proud all her life, values face above all.
If expelled from the Rong family by Rong Zhengfeng, survival would be questionable!
Rong Zhengfeng remained silent.
Rong Sinan felt a chill down his spine; Rong Zhengfeng’s silence was undoubtedly a definite answer—he was determined to expel Fang Jingyi from the Rong family!
Jin Jumo looked at Rong Sinan’s pale face, pursed her lips slightly, and turned to Rong Zhengfeng, "Grandfather, may I say sothing?"
"Little Mo, rember what I said earlier, don’t waste your sympathy." Rong Mochen frowned, staring at Jin Jumo as he spoke.
Jin Jumo sighed softly in her heart, reached out to hold his hand, and softly said, "Why deceive yourself? You care about her, don’t you?"
Rong Mochen’s brows furrowed tighter, his voice cold, "Years ago, I severed all ties with her. I won’t waste my emotions on soone who is nothing but a stranger to !"
Stranger?
Rong Sinan abruptly closed his eyes.
Yet, within his heart, he knew; since Rong Mochen could say such words, he probably thought so too.
He had utterly despaired of Fang Jingyi!
His personality was originally cold and indifferent, with scarce emotions, most of which he had given to Jin Jumo.
The remaining few emotions were even more precious.
So, as he said, he would never waste emotions on soone who wasn’t related to him and who never cared about him—a "stranger."
He knew as well, in this situation, it couldn’t be blad on Rong Mochen, or anyone else for that matter; everything was Fang Jingyi’s own doing.
Before today, he had never thought of speaking on her behalf.
It was only seeing her lying on the hospital bed, frail and pale, her black hair half turned grey in just a few days, she seed aged by over ten years, faintly withering.
That’s why he had thought to try and nd her relationships with Mochen, with Grandfather, and with Momo.
However, now it appears he shouldn’t have had that thought from the beginning.
Because, no one’s tolerance for anyone else is endless!
Jin Jumo looked at the dejected, fleetingly bitter expression on Rong Sinan’s face and felt a pang of compassion.
Knowing Rong Sinan once risked everything to save the person she loved, and in doing so, even lost a leg.
Jin Jumo had always been grateful and indebted to Rong Sinan, and his tolerance and magnanimity towards Rong Mochen moved her.
Because he saved Rong Mochen, he ended up disabled and lost the chance to be the CEO of the Rong family.
Yet he didn’t resent Rong Mochen for this, instead continually showing him tolerance and genuine care.
This magnanimity, Jin Jumo mused, she would be unable, even after decades, to asure up to.
Hence, she admired Rong Sinan even more!
Jin Jumo slightly lowered her eyelids, though she wished to do sothing, it was clear now wasn’t the right ti; she could almost guarantee anything she said right now would only displease soone without any effect.
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