Chapter 247: Chapter 241: This Is Every Man’s Usual Morning State 1
Jin Jumo’s peach blossom eyes lightly flashed, her mouth showing a hint of a smile as she coldly said, "You’re not eating, is it because you’re afraid of medicine? The mighty CEO of the Rong Family, who is imposing and awe-inspiring, is actually afraid of taking medicine?"
Rong Mochen twitched his mouth at her sarcasm, glanced sideways at Jin Jumo with a frown, and silently took the medicine, tilting his head back and swallowing it directly.
Jin Jumo didn’t even have time to pass him water; she just saw him swallow it dry, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.
Jin Jumo panicked and quickly brought the water to his mouth, "What are you doing? There’s so much medicine, isn’t it bitter? Quickly drink some water."
"You also know it’s bitter?" Rong Mochen snorted.
Jin Jumo pursed her lips, watching him drink a sip of water to swallow it, then casually said, "So the reason you resist taking medicine is because you’re afraid it’s bitter."
Rong Mochen, "..."
Jin Jumo stifled a laugh, took the water glass from his hand, and turned to walk out of the master bedroom.
Rong Mochen’s face turned even darker.
Held by Rong Mochen’s hand all afternoon, Jin Jumo, unable to leave the master bedroom, went straight to the bedroom opposite the master bedroom after she got out.
Xixi and Hanhan have been fond of sleeping since they were little; if no one wakes them, the little ones will probably sleep until the next day.
Jin Jumo walked to the bedside, looked lovingly at the two children, bent down, and gave each of the little ones a kiss on the forehead before starting to wake them.
Meanwhile.
As Jin Jumo left and didn’t come back, someone couldn’t stay lying down.
Throwing off the velvet blanket, he got out of bed and walked towards the bedroom door.
Just as he reached the bedroom door, a sweet and bell-like laugh accompanied by a woman’s gentle laughter came from the bedroom opposite.
Rong Mochen’s tense expression softened unconsciously, as he walked towards the bedroom opposite.
Arriving at the bedroom door.
He saw a small girl with snow-white skin nestled in Jin Jumo’s embrace, covering her face and giggling.
Jin Jumo, upon seeing Rong Mochen appear, didn’t intentionally acknowledge him.
She took the little blanket from the bed, tightly wrapping Xixi’s bare little chubby legs, and then looked at Rong Mochen and said, "The clothes Gu Yan sent this morning, Xixi can’t wear them. There aren’t any clothes here that Xixi can wear now, could you ask Gu Yan to have someone send an outfit that will fit Xixi?"
Thinking Jin Jumo was talking to her, Xixi bashfully said, "Okay. But, Mommy, you have to promise Xixi not to tell Uncle Gu that it was because Xixi wet the bed and got the dress wet that she can’t wear it, okay?"
Wet the bed?
Rong Mochen seemed to be hearing about kids wetting the bed for the first time, his dark eyes clearly startled.
Jin Jumo couldn’t help but laugh, "Our Xixi knows how to be embarrassed?"
"Oh, Mommy." Xixi, in a hurry, pulled down her chubby little hand, blushing as she covered Jin Jumo’s mouth, "Mommy, let’s forget about this from now on, okay? Xixi didn’t wet the bed."
Jin Jumo arched her brows and eyes, smiling gently and dotingly, holding Xixi’s chubby little hand that covered her mouth, said, "Alright. Mommy has forgotten, our Xixi didn’t wet the bed."
Xixi breathed a sigh of relief and, turning her big eyes from Jin Jumo’s face, suddenly caught sight of Rong Mochen standing at the door.
The small chubby body froze, and the next second.
Xixi, ashamed, covered her face again, fake crying out loud, while saying, "Mommy, why didn’t you tell Xixi that Daddy was here?"
Jin Jumo was both amused and exasperated, "Mommy thought Xixi saw."
"Wah, Daddy knows Xixi wet the bed, he definitely doesn’t like Xixi anymore. Boo hoo hoo." Xixi said, while sneakily peeking at Rong Mochen with dry corners of her eyes.
Noticing his daughter’s little actions, Rong Mochen restrained his astonishment, looked gently at Xixi, and said, "Daddy doesn’t dislike Xixi."
"Then can Daddy hug Xixi?" Xixi stretched out her two chubby arms like lotus stems, looking at Rong Mochen with shiny, bright black eyes.
Rong Mochen instinctively wanted to go over.
But after taking a step, he suddenly stopped, frowning, somewhat conflicted.
Seeing this, Xixi’s big eyes instantly dimmed, pouting, and this time, she was genuinely heartbroken.
Her big watery eyes pitifully looked at Rong Mochen like a little puppy, choking as she softly said, "Daddy really doesn’t like Xixi anymore."
"No." Rong Mochen, seeing Xixi’s teary, pitiful look, his heart ached as if stabbed, immediately said, "Daddy caught a cold and is afraid of spreading it to Xixi, that’s why he’s not hugging Xixi."
Xixi blinked, seriously staring at Rong Mochen for a moment, then uncertainly said, "Really?"
Rong Mochen nodded, "When Daddy gets better, he’ll hug Xixi, that way it won’t spread to Xixi, okay?"
"Okay." Xixi was obedient, and finally didn’t forget to show concern, "Daddy, don’t be afraid, take some medicine and you’ll be okay."
Rong Mochen felt a slight warmth in his heart, "Okay."
When Gu Yan delivered Xixi’s clothes to the apartment, he also brought dinner for everyone.
Considering Rong Mochen’s heavy cold, Gu Yan thoughtfully prepared a special light dinner for him, with porridge and some side dishes.
During the meal, Xixi tried several times to run to Rong Mochen’s side only to be intercepted by Gu Yan halfway.
The area around Rong Mochen had practically been regarded by Gu Yan as a quarantine zone that Xixi and Hanhan absolutely shouldn’t approach.
Rong Mochen didn’t say anything about Gu Yan’s actions.
But Jin Jumo softly said, "His fever has subsided significantly, and it’s not a contagious cold. As long as you’re careful, it should be fine."
Gu Yan was stunned, surprised, "Little Mo Mo, are you speaking up for Boss Rong?"
Jin Jumo’s eyes narrowed slightly, but her expression remained composed. She pretended not to notice someone’s gaze and said casually, "I just think you’re making a mountain out of a molehill."
Gu Yan squinted, smiling slyly, "Really?"
Jin Jumo raised her eyes, staring at him, "Isn’t that so?"
Uh...
Gu Yan immediately deflated, smiling sheepishly, "Whatever Little Mo Mo says, goes. If Little Mo Mo says it is, then it definitely is."
Jin Jumo’s lips trembled slightly, but she didn’t say anything more.
Seeing this, Gu Yan gave Rong Mochen a suggestive glance, full of ambiguity.
Rong Mochen pressed his lips together, trying to keep a straight face, but the corners of his mouth couldn’t help lifting.
Gu Yan’s secret pleasure grew, and after quickly finishing his meal, he made an excuse to leave, to avoid interrupting their cozy family evening.
After dinner, Xixi and Hanhan sat on the sofa watching cartoons, while Jin Jumo took Xixi’s clothes to the bathroom to wash them.
Rong Mochen sat patiently on the sofa for a while, but couldn’t resist getting up and heading towards the bathroom.
Xixi caught a glimpse of Rong Mochen leaving and was about to call out to him.
But Hanhan quickly covered her little mouth.
Xixi looked at her brother in surprise.
Hanhan, seeing Rong Mochen enter the bathroom, slowly released Xixi’s mouth and whispered, "If Xixi wants to see Daddy every day, she has to be good."
Xixi frowned in confusion, "I’m very good."
Hanhan glanced at the bathroom and then looked at Xixi, "What I mean is, when you see Daddy and Mommy together, we should be obedient and not disturb them."
"Is it because Daddy and Mommy need to develop their relationship?" Xixi also whispered.
Hearing this, Hanhan furrowed his small brow, looking seriously at Xixi, "Who taught you that, little one?"
Xixi chuckled sweetly, "I saw it on TV."
Hanhan, "..."
"Don’t worry, Brother, I’ll be good and won’t disturb Daddy and Mommy. If Daddy and Mommy have a good relationship, they won’t separate, and then Xixi will have both Daddy and Mommy." Xixi said earnestly.
Hanhan smiled slightly, reaching out to pat Xixi’s little head, "Good Xixi."
Xixi’s clothes weren’t dirty, so Jin Jumo washed them quickly, and Rong Mochen entered as she was finishing up the final rinse.
A tall man with long legs stood behind her, making it impossible for Jin Jumo to ignore.
She glanced at the man standing behind her in the mirror and said softly, "You haven’t fully recovered from your fever. You should have left with Gu Yan earlier and let him take you home."
"Where should I go?" Rong Mochen asked softly, staring at the delicate and beautiful face in the mirror.
"Back to Jinming Port City, back to your home." Jin Jumo lowered her eyelashes.
Rong Mochen tightened his lips, watching Jin Jumo wring out Xixi’s clothes one by one, and then carrying them out of the bathroom before him.
Rong Mochen furrowed his brows but said nothing as he followed her.
Jin Jumo took the clothes to the balcony to dry, and when she turned around, she saw Rong Mochen standing at the doorway, gazing at her deeply.
"Why are you following me?" Jin Jumo asked.
"While I was asleep, what happened?" Rong Mochen’s voice was heavy.
"You were asleep, what could possibly happen?" Jin Jumo countered.
Rong Mochen furrowed his long brows again and said, "Did you tell Ying Jingyao that you returned to Z City?"
"No. I haven’t been able to reach him," Jin Jumo said a bit gloomily.
Even though he was the one who brought up Ying Jingyao, seeing Jin Jumo like this made his heart uncomfortable.
Rong Mochen pursed his lips, staring steadily at Jin Jumo without speaking for a long time.
Jin Jumo looked at him with confusion, "Anything else to say?"
Rong Mochen kept a straight face and suddenly turned and left the balcony.
Jin Jumo watched his upright back, her eyelashes slightly drooping.
Xixi and Hanhan slept long in the afternoon, so they only took a bath and went to bed at past eleven at night.
After Xixi and Hanhan were asleep, Jin Jumo turned off the lights and left the bedroom.
Standing at the door, she took a look at the man sitting like a statue on the living room sofa. Jin Jumo sighed inwardly and went to the master bedroom to get some medicine. She filled a cup of water and walked over to him, "Take your medicine."
Rong Mochen glanced at Jin Jumo, then at the medicine in her hand, pursed his lips, and accepted it.
Watching him swallow the medicine, Jin Jumo relaxed, "It’s almost midnight, you should get some rest."
Rong Mochen placed the glass on the table in front of the sofa, stood up, and with deep black eyes, gazed at Jin Jumo, "Mm."
Jin Jumo was just about to nod.
Suddenly, her wrist was caught, and before she could react, she was led towards the master bedroom by someone.
Jin Jumo’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly used her other hand to press down on the man’s big hand and said urgently, "Rong Mochen, what are you doing?"