Chapter 108: Chapter 105: Rong Mochen: Don’t Run Off 2
"How could I? I suddenly wanted some water, so I stopped by the roadside to buy some. I’ll be there soon," Huo Chengjin replied nonchalantly.
Rong Mochen pressed his lips together and said nothing more, hanging up the phone. He looked at Jin Jumo, who had been watching him with tense attention since he took out his phone. "Delayed by buying water."
Buying water?
Jin Jumo let out a sigh of relief, thinking she might have been overly nervous.
Since Huo Chengjin is Huo Shaojun’s younger brother, he shouldn’t do anything to Jian Liangtong, right?
What’s more, since Rong Mochen saw Jian Liangtong get into his car, even if he wanted to do anything, he would have to take Rong Mochen into account, right!
Thinking this, Jin Jumo completely relaxed.
West Gate of G University
It’s been half an hour since Jin Jumo arrived, yet there was still no sign of the Lexus, which made her a bit anxious.
Jin Jumo felt embarrassed to ask Rong Mochen to call and urge them, so she kept looking back.
Suddenly, her left hand was enveloped by a warm large palm, making Jin Jumo’s brows twitch lightly. She turned her head to look at the man beside her.
Rong Mochen clasped her fair hand, his dark eyes luminously fixed on Jin Jumo, "Still worried?"
"..." Jin Jumo tugged at the corner of her mouth, her heart not matching her words, "No, just curious why they haven’t arrived yet."
Rong Mochen lightly raised his eyebrows, gently massaging the slender ring finger of Jin Jumo. She ignored him, assuming he was just bored.
"Chengjin isn’t the type to act rashly. Your friend is very safe in his car," Rong Mochen’s low, steady voice was like the sound of a cello played by an artist, rich and reassuring.
Jin Jumo’s tense heart slightly settled down, "What does Mr. Huo do?"
Rong Mochen didn’t speak, but his brow furrowed as he intently stared at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo’s heart shrunk in response to his sharp gaze, her pale lips trembling, "Can’t I ask?"
"Are you interested in him?" Rong Mochen asked.
"..." Jin Jumo was rendered speechless, feeling a sweat drop on one side of her face, she looked at Rong Mochen awkwardly, "I’m just asking casually."
Rong Mochen squinted his eyes, bent his head down, and with a sudden force, pulled Jin Jumo’s hand forward, causing her to lean involuntarily towards him.
Rong Mochen watched her fair hand for a few seconds, then unexpectedly lifted her hand and kissed the back of it, whispering hoarsely, "Chengjin has a great business mind; he studied financial management in university, so it was only natural for him to take over the family business after graduation."
So he’s also a promising youth, a rich man of elite status!
Jin Jumo nodded, acknowledging this, her heart settling once more.
When one relaxes, nerves become more keen and sensitive. The warmth on the back of her hand made Jin Jumo’s heart tighten, and she looked in confusion, only to find her hand in Rong Mochen’s, and he was kissing her...
Jin Jumo was a little shocked; this was the first time he kissed her hand, but why did she feel so uncomfortable? Strange!
"Mr. Rong..." Jin Jumo’s voice shook as she spoke, trying to pull her hand back.
Rong Mochen noticed her intent but only tightened his grip slightly, and Jin Jumo, due to inertia, fell against him.
Rong Mochen quickly wrapped his arm around her waist, using enough strength to lift her onto his lap.
The firm muscles beneath were like rocking stones, Jin Jumo’s back straightened like a rod, her fingers curling up, and she stared blankly at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen wrapped his arm around her waist, still holding her left hand, his deep eyes passionately ablaze, intently watching Jin Jumo, his voice several notes hoarser, "Why are you avoiding me? Hmm?"
Jin Jumo’s heartbeat raced under his magnetic, husky, seductive voice. Her long eyelashes fluttered ceaselessly, yet she dared not meet his eyes, her voice trembling as if forming a musical scale, "I, I, I..."
Rong Mochen looked at her cheeks, red enough to fry an egg, a soft smile flickered in his dark eyes. His sharp nose moved forward, subtly and provocatively brushing against Jin Jumo’s small, fair nose, his breath lightly rolling over, "What do you mean? Look up!"
Rong Mochen squinted, "Have you made up your mind?"
Jin Jumo’s eyebrows lightly twitched, she slowly lifted her eyes to him.
Rong Mochen gently gazed at her rosy cheeks, "When will you go to the registry office with me?"
"..."
Jin Jumo felt like she had been pricked by a needle, her back suddenly straightening.
Rong Mochen furrowed his brow, one hand resting on her shoulder, his dark eyes directly locking onto hers, "Hmm?"
Jin Jumo’s face turned stiff, "I haven’t decided yet..."
"How much more time do you need?" Rong Mochen asked calmly.
Jin Jumo pressed her lips, shaking her head, "I don’t know."
Rong Mochen was silent for a moment, then gently lifted Jin Jumo’s chin with his long fingers, their eyes meeting, "I thought there was nothing to consider unless you plan to disappear from Z City after having this child."
Jin Jumo felt a jolt in her heart, frantically staring at Rong Mochen, "What do you mean, Mr. Rong?"
Rong Mochen narrowed his eyes, his thumb lightly caressing her stiff cheek, speaking slowly, "Since you refuse to marry, I have no choice but to find someone willing to. You’re the child’s biological mother, so as long as you are in Z City, you’re an unstable factor. Therefore, after you give birth, you must leave."
"What kind of reasoning is that?" Jin Jumo clenched her fists, her almond-shaped eyes burning with anger and panic, glaring at Rong Mochen.
"In Z City, you want to reason with me?" Rong Mochen coldly stared at Jin Jumo’s quivering face.
"..."
Jin Jumo held her face tight, "Isn’t Mr. Rong being too overbearing? The child is mine, why should the child I painfully give birth to be given to someone else? Even if you’re the child’s father, so what? Besides, you..."
Jin Jumo’s face flushed red, she turned her face aside awkwardly, her voice lowering, "The child is in my belly, and you didn’t contribute much effort."
"I didn’t contribute much effort?" Rong Mochen pinched Jin Jumo’s chin, his dark eyes tinted with a hint of roguishness as he gazed at her, "Didn’t I put much effort on you?"
"..." Jin Jumo’s ears turned crimson, her face suffused with red, her lips quivering twice, "I, I’m not discussing this with you! Anyway, the child is mine! If you want to take him, I’d rather not have him."
Not have him?
Rong Mochen’s face darkened, his dark eyes carrying a harsh glint as he stared at Jin Jumo, his voice remaining calm, "You have no choice but to have him now. Little Mo, I offer you a choice, yet it’s not really a choice, you know this."
Jin Jumo’s eyes narrowed, her teeth biting hard on her lower lip.
He was right, no matter what her answer would be, it wouldn’t change the result. The reason he gave her a choice was not a meaningless formality!
How could she not understand this reasoning!
Rong Mochen gazed into Jin Jumo’s defiant eyes, his voice suddenly softened, "Little Mo, you aren’t as averse to marrying me as you think."
"..." Jin Jumo was taken aback.
Rong Mochen’s gaze swept over her slightly opened red lips, "When I kissed you, you didn’t resist, nor did you struggle. It shows you had already decided in your heart."
Jin Jumo’s face heated up, her eyes flickering, she spoke softly, "Would struggling have helped?"
Rong Mochen let out a low laugh, "Stubborn, aren’t you?"
Jin Jumo pursed her lips, raised her eyes to look at Rong Mochen, frowning, "Mr. Rong, I am indeed seriously considering your proposal, although I know the result I consider may not be that important to you..."
"You’re wrong, Little Mo."
Rong Mochen quietly looked at her, "If it weren’t important, I wouldn’t give you the chance to choose. I would just implement my own idea."
Jin Jumo’s gaze wavered slightly.
"Little Mo, I like you a lot, you don’t need to doubt that. Although marriage is not a big deal to me, I know I won’t marry a woman I don’t like at all." Rong Mochen said softly.
Jin Jumo’s heart tightened as she stared at Rong Mochen’s chiseled face for a moment, pursed her lips, and said seriously, "Mr. Rong, actually, for someone of your status, if you want children, there are thousands of women willing to have them for you."
"What are you trying to say?" Rong Mochen’s eyes flashed with a cold smile.
Jin Jumo’s throat tightened, her eyes flickering non-stop, "This child, could you please let me keep him?"
Rong Mochen’s eyes finally darkened, his thin lips let out a cold laugh, staring coldly at Jin Jumo, "Don’t even think about it, Little Mo. You know that’s impossible!"
Jin Jumo was somewhat unwilling, "Why is it impossible? Mr. Rong, you know that I am not the most suitable person for the role of your wife. What you need is someone who matches your status, who will not be criticized when with you, and who can assist you in your career. But I’m not that person."
Rong Mochen furrowed his brows tighter, "I know better what kind of wife I need, or do you understand me better than I understand myself?"
"..."
Jin Jumo was discouraged, what she wanted to express was not this.
What she wanted to say was, there were countless women willing to have as many children as he wanted, why insist on her! She had no interest whatsoever in marrying such a prestigious man!
She was just an ordinary woman, and the life she wanted was ordinary and simple, without so much complexity and trouble!
Rong Mochen’s face darkened, seeing the Lexus slip into G University through the rear-view mirror, his brows tightened as he looked coldly at Jin Jumo who also had a stern face, "I’ll give you a week to think it over."
"Mr. Rong..."
"Your friends have arrived." Rong Mochen placed Jin Jumo back into the passenger seat.
Jin Jumo felt choked, turned her head to see Jian Liangtong and Huo Chengjin who got out of the Lexus, slightly unwilling, she persisted in telling Rong Mochen, "Mr. Rong, I hope you will also consider seriously."
Paused for a moment, ignoring Rong Mochen’s increasingly darkening face, she added with a death-defying courage, "Someone of Mr. Rong’s status really doesn’t need to settle for someone like me."
After speaking, Jin Jumo opened the car door and got out.
Rong Mochen’s brows furrowed tightly, staring at Jin Jumo’s back as she walked towards Jian Liangtong, his thin lips pressed tightly, wondering whether he didn’t want to settle, or she didn’t want to settle!
"Ju Zi." When Jian Liangtong saw Jin Jumo, she immediately grabbed her hand, then looked back at Huo Chengjin who had followed, her face a shadow of annoyance, not knowing what had happened between the two in the car earlier, "Mr. Huo, I have arrived, you can rest assured now."