Gift?
A single word made Jin Jumo forget to break free.
Her ears reddened slightly.
She too... forgot!
"Brother Ying, will we have ti to buy a gift and then attend the birthday party?" Jin Jumo said sheepishly.
Ying Jingyao pursed his lips, glanced at the ti, "Five-thirty. We should still have ti."
"Then let’s buy a gift first," Jin Jumo hurriedly said, taking the initiative to hold Ying Jingyao’s hand and walk quickly toward the hospital room’s exit.
Ying Jingyao’s gaze swept over the soft white hand holding his, and a trace of amusent flashed in his deep black eyes, "Okay."
Jin Jumo had read an interview about Zhou Xueyi, where it ntioned Zhou Xueyi’s interest in researching tea culture, so Jin Jumo bought a tea set.
Although it wasn’t very expensive, it was heartfelt.
Since it was a small birthday party, the venue was at Zhou Xueyi’s villa.
Ying Jingyao and Jin Jumo arrived when it was almost seven o’clock,
About to et her idol, Jin Jumo felt a bit excited, taking deep breaths continuously.
Jin Jumo’s nervousness made Ying Jingyao amused and helpless, "Momo, Teacher Zhou Xueyi is kind-hearted. She won’t eat you, no need to be so nervous."
"I’m nervous, is it that obvious?" Jin Jumo’s face was expressionless, inhaling and looking at Ying Jingyao.
The amusent deepened in Ying Jingyao’s eyes, "You’ve made mistake you for going to see a beast instead of an idol?"
"..." Jin Jumo felt embarrassed.
"Young Master Ying." A male voice ca from the front of the villa.
Jin Jumo looked over.
She saw a young man in a soft green pullover sweater and light-colored casual pants jogging toward them.
"He’s Teacher Zhou Xueyi’s son, Gao Qi," Ying Jingyao said softly.
Teacher Zhou Xueyi had a son and a daughter, son Gao Qi, daughter Gao Wen, which Jin Jumo knew.
It’s just that the children were well-protected, never exposed to the public, so Jin Jumo hadn’t seen them.
Gao Qi approached, extending his hand to Ying Jingyao, his smile bright, obviously growing up carefree, "Young Master Ying, it’s an honor for you to attend my mother’s birthday party."
Ying Jingyao appeared warm and humble, shaking hands with Gao Qi briefly, "It’s my honor."
Gao Qi seed very pleased with Ying Jingyao’s arrival, his eyes sparkling brightly.
After chatting with Ying Jingyao for a while, he shifted his gaze to Jin Jumo standing beside Ying Jingyao, and then fixed his gaze on her.
Gao Qi stared at Jin Jumo directly, not saying a word.
Jin Jumo felt a bit awkward, so she proactively spoke, "Hello."
"... Hello," Hearing Jin Jumo’s voice, Gao Qi seed to co to his senses, his face reddening as he reached out to Jin Jumo, speaking with so stamring, barely daring to let his gaze fall on Jin Jumo, "Hello, I’m Gao Qi."
"Jin Jumo," Jin Jumo’s mouth twitched as she extended her hand.
Then, Jin Jumo felt awkward again.
As she tried to retract her hand, it... didn’t co loose.
What is this?
Jin Jumo’s cheeks twitched as she looked to Ying Jingyao for help.
Ying Jingyao’s brow furrowed slightly as well, and he quickly grasped Gao Qi’s wrist.
"Ah..."
Then, Jin Jumo heard Gao Qi’s face turn pale, as he yelped and released Jin Jumo’s hand.
Jin Jumo was montarily stunned.
Ying Jingyao was already holding Jin Jumo’s hand and walking forward.
Jin Jumo worriedly glanced back at Gao Qi.
She saw Gao Qi clutching his wrist, his face both surprised and pained as he watched them.
Jin Jumo unnaturally turned back, glancing at Ying Jingyao. Did he just use force on the birthday protagonist Zhou Xueyi’s son?
This... is it really okay?
Jin Jumo couldn’t help but worry that they might end up being thrown out of the villa later on!
"I won’t let them throw you out!"
As if knowing what Jin Jumo was thinking, Ying Jingyao raised an eyebrow and looked at Jin Jumo.
Having her thoughts guessed, Jin Jumo awkwardly touched her ear.
Arriving at the main venue of the party, the grassland behind the villa.
Jin Jumo just realized, it wasn’t a small birthday party at all because everyone who ca to the birthday banquet was so prestigious!
Famous director Lin Geng, award-winning actress Yu Yinluo, another powerful yet low-key actress Gong Xinyan, and the recently scandalized rising star Han Feng...
Beside Han Feng stood the executive director of New锐 Film and Television, Wen Qiye, aged over fifty yet still charming...
Facing this lineup, Jin Jumo suddenly regretted coming.
"Brother Jingyao." A figure in pink ran over excitedly, "Brother Jingyao, you really ca."
Her voice was excited, with almond-shaped eyes shy yet excitedly looking at Ying Jingyao.
Compared to the girl’s enthusiasm, Ying Jingyao rely nodded slightly.
Then he looked at Jin Jumo and said, "Teacher Zhou’s daughter, Gao Wen."
Jin Jumo had already anticipated, so she greeted Gao Wen friendly, "Hello, I’m Jin Jumo, a fan of Teacher Zhou."
Gao Wen looked Jin Jumo up and down, "I rember you."
"..." What?
Jin Jumo was astonished, "Have we, t?"
Gao Wen pressed her lips tight and glanced at Yu Yinluo looking this way from not far away, then looked back at Jin Jumo, "I saw you at the dance earlier. You were Brother Jingyao’s dance partner."
So that’s it.
Jin Jumo smiled knowingly, about to speak.
But then Gao Wen’s eyes lit up, she bypassed her and ran toward sothing behind her with excitent.
Jin Jumo paused, puzzled, turning to look back.
What she saw made Jin Jumo’s eyes widen in shock, as if seeing a ghost, her peach blossom eyes trembling nonstop.
God as my witness.
She truly, truly did not expect to have an unexpected encounter with soone under such circumstances!
God knows, this person ranks first on the list of people she least wants to unexpectedly et.
Rong Mochen was wearing a cold-colored black cashre coat, iron-gray suit, and trousers of the sa color, the tailored, slim-fitting cropped trousers straightened his long legs, the proportions were perfect.
The deep, well-defined face remains indifferent and aloof as always, with dark eyes as an unfathomable abyss, hiding a danger people instinctively avoid.
Jin Jumo’s heartbeat quickened.
The first thought was to find a place to hide herself.
But it was too late.
The cold sharp gaze fell on her face unexpectedly, as if a bucket of ice had been poured over her.
Jin Jumo felt cold from body to soul.
Her face rigid, she looked at Rong Mochen in a daze.
Yet, with just one glance, Rong Mochen’s gaze moved away as if they were... strangers!
Jin Jumo’s lips pressed tight, eyelashes trembling lightly, then lowered.
Crying out in her heart.
Damn it!
Really wish she knew the Earth Escape Technique!
"Cousin, cousin-in-law, you’re here."
Gao Wen’s clear voice ca from the front.
Jin Jumo’s ears twitched.
Cousin, cousin-in-law?
Calling to whom?
Unable to contain curiosity, Jin Jumo rolled her eyes and slightly lifted an eyelid corner to peek.
Looking again, Jin Jumo noticed the tall, slim woman standing beside Rong Mochen.
The woman wore a white shirt and a red skirt that reached her ankles, paired with an indigo long blazer.
Her long hair flowed, her features delicate and clean, appearing gentle and fragile, like a legendary beauty with an illness, very pretty!
But.
Jin Jumo looked around, before Gao Wen there’s just her and Rong Mochen.
So, Gao Wen’s cousin-in-law is... Rong Mochen?
Could it be this woman is Rong Mochen’s... girlfriend?
"Wenwen, don’t talk nonsense. Your cousin-in-law couldn’t co today," the woman’s voice was softly gentle, carrying a hint of awkwardness and a trace of inexplicable sadness.
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