Chapter 104: Chapter 101: Mr. Rong, Can You Let Go of Me First?
Jian Liangtong was only concerned with winning at the time, and didn’t have the extra mind to worry about anything else. At this moment, seeing Rong Mochen standing at the door made her shrink back slightly, cautiously glancing at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo squinted, gave Jian Liangtong a slight smile, and led her out.
"Sister Jian, are you okay?" Mu Yan shuffled over with small steps, obediently standing beside Jian Liangtong, carefully inspecting her.
Jian Liangtong shook her head slightly.
"What’s going on?" Rong Mochen’s voice line was indifferent, his black eyes quietly staring at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo raised her chin lightly, pulling her lips, "Just minor squabbles between women."
"Nonsense!" Qin Yue turned her head, looking excitedly at Rong Mochen, her exquisite makeup already smeared by tears, resembling some sort of nocturnal creature, furiously accusing, "President Rong, she verbally insulted me and Sister Tang Ruan, then called me and Sister Tang Ruan uncultured. I couldn’t bear it and argued back, and then... got beaten up!"
Qin Yue wasn’t stupid, she pushed all the blame onto Jin Jumo and Jian Liangtong, but dared not say that Mu Yan was the first one to hit her.
After Qin Yue’s words, Rong Mochen didn’t glance at her at all but rather stared directly at Jin Jumo.
When Qin Yue finished, Rong Mochen still did not speak.
Jian Liangtong saw her shameless and mischievous accusations, feeling furious, "So what if I hit you? You’re lucky I didn’t kill you today, and even if I had, you would have deserved it!"
"You... wuwu..." Qin Yue initially wanted to retort, but her arm was pinched by Tang Ruan. Eyes flashing, Qin Yue actually shrank back in fear, slightly hiding behind Tang Ruan while beginning to sob.
Jin Jumo glanced at Qin Yue, Taohua’s eyes coldly sneering, without saying a word to defend herself.
Mu Yan couldn’t hold back, her little face turning purple with anger, stepping forward to glare at Tang Ruan, "Why did you pinch her just now? Let her continue talking, I want to see how thick her skin is!"
Tang Ruan’s eyes narrowed slightly, yet her face showed a frail and vulnerable expression, "I don’t understand what you’re saying?"
"Hmph." Mu Yan coldly snorted, she had never seen someone so good at pretending!
Clenching her fists tight, Mu Yan stood up straight, looking towards Rong Mochen, crisply saying, "I was the first to hit Qin Yue. When she wanted to hit back, Sister Jin protected me and took the hit for me; her arm was scraped because of it. Sister Jian got angry and that’s why she fought with Qin Yue."
Pressing her lips, defiance surfaced in Mu Yan’s eyes, "If someone needs to be held responsible, hold me responsible alone!"
Rong Mochen glanced at her but said nothing.
Xiao Nanqing stared at Mu Yan coldly, "Not enough of beating people at school, is it?"
"Yes!" Mu Yan stubbornly retorted coldly!
"Mu Yan, no one can control you, right?" Xiao Nanqing glared harshly at Mu Yan.
Mu Yan lifted her chin high, silent.
"Get over here!" Xiao Nanqing growled.
Mu Yan didn’t move, her little fists clenched tightly.
Xiao Nanqing’s jaw tightened, his face dark as Asura, striding towards Mu Yan.
Jin Jumo squinted slightly, and before Xiao Nanqing reached her, she brought Mu Yan, who was standing rigidly, to her side, lifting her eyes to look at Xiao Nanqing, coldly saying, "Today is Little Yan’s birthday."
On hearing this, tears welled up in Mu Yan’s eyes, turning her face aside.
Xiao Nanqing glanced at Mu Yan, sneering coldly, "Does being your birthday mean you can hit casually?"
"Did we hit casually?" Jian Liangtong coldly chimed in, she, for one, took the beating seriously!
"..." Xiao Nanqing’s face could freeze water, glaring at the three women before him!
The atmosphere instantly reached its peak of tension.
"...it’s Miss Mu Yan’s birthday today. If slapping me makes Miss Mu Yan happy, then getting hit was worth it!" At this moment, Qin Yue, still sobbing, said.
After hearing this, Jian Liangtong and Mu Yan’s eyes blazed with rage, turning red.
Not yet extinguished, Xiao Nanqing’s anger flared again, his lean figure leaning forward, ready to head towards Mu Yan.
"Young master, miss, so here you are, I’ve been looking for you! Grandpa Xiao is searching for young master and miss everywhere, you better go over." Lin Pei, the old housekeeper always following Grandpa Xiao, hurried forward and said.
Perhaps too eager or otherwise, Lin Pei failed to notice the current tense atmosphere, incessantly urging.
Xiao Nanqing, frowning, gave Mu Yan a glance before turning to head to the banquet hall.
Mu Yan stood still on the spot.
"Miss Little Yan." Lin Pei was so anxious his face turned red; disregarding the differences between master and servant, he hurriedly pulled Mu Yan towards the hall.
Tang Ruan glanced at Xiao Nanqing and Mu Yan leaving one after the other and said to Qin Yue, "Let’s go too."
"But..."
Before Qin Yue could voice her reluctance, Tang Ruan frowned slightly and walked to the hall.
Qin Yue stood there for two seconds, stamping her foot heavily, and followed.
"Hey, Ju Zi, I’m going over there too." Jian Liangtong glanced at someone whose face was cold as ice, stammered.
"Together..." Before Jin Jumo finished speaking, Jian Liangtong released her hand and left without looking back.
Gu Yan and Lei Yicheng exchanged glances, their eyebrows raised, and wisely left for the hall too.
People left one after another, the surrounding air not only didn’t loosen, but became even more strained and thin than before.
Jin Jumo’s long lashes drooped, "I didn’t mean to offend Miss Tang Ruan. If I upset Mr. Rong, I’m very sorry."
Rong Mochen’s long eyebrows suddenly pressed low, his dark eyes staring straight at Jin Jumo, "Come here."
Jin Jumo’s lashes imperceptibly trembled, she took two steps towards him, but kept her head down, not looking at him.
Rong Mochen looked down at her coldly, "Raise your head."
"..." Jin Jumo took a deep breath, raised her head, her eyes dark and emotionless as she looked at him.
"Do you know you’re wrong?" Rong Mochen asked.
Jin Jumo’s brow furrowed slightly, her small face expressionless, "Do you want me to apologize to Miss Tang Ruan?"
A low voice suppressed an indiscernible sneer.
Rong Mochen’s brows tightened, and suddenly he reached out to pinch Jin Jumo’s lifted white chin, his dark eyes coldly fixed on her slightly shrinking eye sockets, his tone sinister, "Jin Jumo, you are twenty, not two. Before doing anything, the first thing you should consider is whether you can protect yourself. Also, do I need to remind you that you’re pregnant?"
"..." Jin Jumo’s trembling eyes suddenly froze, she breathed lightly, staring blankly at Rong Mochen’s cold hard face, her face turning pale.
In Rong Mochen’s calm dark eyes, obvious anger surfaced, his fingers squeezing Jin Jumo’s chin lightly applied force, "The first three months of pregnancy are a dangerous period, don’t you know?"
"..." Jin Jumo’s face turned a mix of green and pale under his grip, "I, I..."
She knew that extreme caution was needed in the first three months of pregnancy, otherwise there could be danger.
Yet, she always easily forgot that she was already carrying a little one inside her!
Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo’s guilty and frightened face, his dark eyes half-narrowed, glancing at the scratch on her fair arm, the cold sternness in his voice softened unintentionally, "Does it hurt?"
"..." Jin Jumo was stunned, her peach blossom eyes flickered in confusion, dumbfoundedly looking at him.
He...wasn’t he scolding her?
Rong Mochen suppressed his brows, his two long fingers holding Jin Jumo’s chin slid down, gently lifting her scratched arm.
Rong Mochen’s thin lips tightened, looking at Jin Jumo, "I shouldn’t have let you leave my side!"
"..." Jin Jumo’s heart jumped fiercely, her peach blossom eyes imprinted with deep confusion, her delicate brows furrowed, staring blankly at Rong Mochen.
This was not what she imagined!
She thought he would stand up for Tang Ruan, she thought he would scold her...
But from the beginning, he was worrying about the child in her belly...caring about her!
Jin Jumo’s mind was in a bit of chaos, her tightly furrowed brows staring at Rong Mochen as if she didn’t recognize him, stupidly asked, "Mr. Rong, aren’t you going to scold me?"
Rong Mochen was taken aback, coldly staring at her, "Who asks to be scolded?"
Jin Jumo twitched the corners of her mouth, "I, I didn’t mean that."
Rong Mochen pressed his lips, holding Jin Jumo’s slender white wrist, led her with her back towards the direction of the banquet hall.
"Mr. Rong, where are we going?" Jin Jumo looked back in the direction of the banquet hall, asking in a low voice in confusion.
Rong Mochen gave Jin Jumo a stern look, not speaking.
Jin Jumo blinked her eyes, obediently closed her mouth.
A shadowy corner near the banquet hall,
"Sister Tang Ruan, why did you leave first just now? That woman hasn’t been taught a lesson yet!"
Qin Yue looked at Tang Ruan with an indignant and unwilling expression.
Tang Ruan slightly narrowed her eyes, her voice much colder than before in the restroom, "Just let it go, don’t think about it."
"But Sister Tang Ruan, that woman clearly has something against you, speaking to you with a weird tone, even insulting indirectly, I think she should be taught a lesson!"
"How to teach a lesson?" Tang Ruan coldly glanced at Qin Yue.
"President Rong likes Sister Tang Ruan, with President Rong around, he will definitely help you." Qin Yue said.
Tang Ruan lowered her eyes, the moment she reminded Qin Yue, it was coincidentally seen by Mu Yan, who bluntly pointed it out. It may not be something reproachable, but it always made her a little uneasy inside.
At this moment, Qin Yue kept mentioning Rong Mochen in her ear, reminding her of what she reminded her earlier, inevitably making her feel irritated, her tone slightly impatient, "Stop mentioning it."
"Sister Tang Ruan..."
"Enough!"
Tang Ruan said coldly, looking at Qin Yue, "Do you really want to be thrown out in front of everyone?"
"..." Qin Yue’s face turned pale, biting her lips hard in humiliation, staring at Tang Ruan’s cold face with wounded eyes, "Sister Tang Ruan, even you..."
"I’ve done all I can, what else can I do?"
Tang Ruan’s voice was low, her lips curling into a bitter smile. After saying this, she no longer looked at Qin Yue, heading towards Rong Sinan who was chatting with someone.
From afar, Rong Sinan saw Tang Ruan, giving her a bright smile.
Tang Ruan put away her emotions, gently returned a smile, and went up to tenderly hold his arm.
"Something seemed to have happened over by the restroom just now? Are you okay?" Rong Sinan looked down, softly and caringly at Tang Ruan.