Chapter 251: Chapter 243: Shattering Tang Ruan’s Last Hope
"Mo Chen, if the child Tang Ruan is carrying isn’t Si Nan’s, then whose could it be?" Rong Zhengfeng, after his shock, looked at Rong Mochen with a face full of suspicion.
Rong Mochen’s eye twitched slightly and he silently stared at Rong Zhengfeng.
Being stared at, Rong Zhengfeng also felt his thoughts were too absurd, he pursed his lips sheepishly. Then, a surge of anger filled his stern eyes, and he slammed his cane fiercely onto the ground, exclaiming, "Truly, you can only know a person’s face but not their heart. She always seemed obedient and gentle, well-read and sensible, who would have thought she would do something so shameless behind Si Nan’s back, it’s simply despicable!"
Rong Mochen said nothing.
Li Li, listening on the side, also sighed, "I never expected this."
Rong Zhengfeng’s face was red with anger, his eyes blazing, "She treats all of us like fools. Over the years, because your mother has troubled her several times, I’ve felt some pity for her. Even though she can’t have children anymore, I never forced Si Nan to divorce her.
Now her father is in grave danger, she came crying and begging me to help her father. I was thinking, even though she had no achievements in the Rong Family, she at least devoted herself to Si Nan, and I was even considering helping... hmph."
Rong Zhengfeng’s final "hmph" was the end of the only hope Tang Ruan had.
Gu Yan squinted, glancing at the calm-faced Rong Mochen.
Originally, he did not understand why he told Rong Zhengfeng about this matter.
Now, he finally understood.
Someone wanted to cut off Tang Ruan’s only retreat, forcing her into a dead-end.
The more Rong Zhengfeng thought about it, the angrier he became. He threw his cane aside, stood up, and stormed out, unable to suppress his anger.
Li Li hurriedly picked up the cane and followed him.
Watching Rong Zhengfeng forget the purpose of his visit today and just leave like that.
Gu Yan smirked, looking at Rong Mochen, "Boss Rong, you’re quite strategic, hitting two birds with one stone. I don’t think the old man will be in the mood to deal with your matters anytime soon."
Rong Mochen’s brows twitched slightly, his tone deepened, "How is the recruitment for the special assistant going?"
"Yes, I was just about to report to you," Gu Yan said. "A total of one hundred and twenty-eight people qualified for the first round of interviews. After multiple selection exams, only three entered the final assessment."
"Final assessment?" Rong Mochen frowned slightly, smiling faintly at Gu Yan, "Quite elaborate."
Gu Yan chuckled, "I’ll take that as a compliment."
"Hmph." Rong Mochen sneered lightly, "So, what’s the final assessment?"
"Since it’s for your special assistant, the final assessment obviously requires your personal involvement to make the decision. Only your satisfaction counts," Gu Yan said.
Rong Mochen narrowed his dark eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then threw a single syllable at Gu Yan, "Hm."
Yet, Gu Yan wasn’t bothered. At first, he was worried he wouldn’t agree to show up, but now that he has tacitly agreed, he’s thanking the heavens.
Ningyi Cemetery.
Getting out of the car, Jin Jumo looked up at the secluded place surrounded by green mountains where the air was tranquil. A gentle breeze brushed her face, distinctly soft and gentle, yet she felt as if it was a fine needle piercing into her eyes without any obstruction.
The area around her eyes seemed as if it had been burned by fire, a fierce red.
The driver took out a pot of lush, green clivia and a bouquet of lilies, respectfully handing them to Jin Jumo, "Miss Jin, I’ll wait for you and the young master and miss down below."
Jin Jumo lowered her head, took the pot of clivia and lilies, "Alright."
The driver glanced at Jin Jumo and silently stepped aside.
Jin Jumo carried the clivia in her hands, but it felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds.
"Mommy, why did we come here?"
Xixi, wearing a little black dress and a small black hat on her little head, raised her pink face and looked at Jin Jumo in confusion.
Jin Jumo’s thin body trembled slightly, looking at Xixi’s delicate little face, her voice was slightly hoarse, "To see Mommy’s grandfather, Xixi and Hanhan’s grandfather."
Xixi blinked blankly, "Does Grandpa live here?"
Jin Jumo lightly nodded, extending her pale hand to Xixi, "Come. Mommy will take you and your brother to see Grandpa."
"Okay." Xixi nodded obediently, reaching out her little hand to hold Jin Jumo’s hand.
Hanhan took the initiative to hold Xixi’s hand, looking at Jin Jumo with eyes that had an abnormal red glow around the edges.
Jin Jumo lightly fluttered her eyelashes, guiding Xixi and Hanhan towards the cemetery.
The spotless, clean tombstone bore a black and white photo, showing an elder with kind eyes and a gentle smile, just as he was remembered - loving and amiable.
Jin Jumo carefully placed the clivia in front of the elder’s tombstone, her small face, as if it had been washed with ice, was stiff and pale.
Looking at the warm, kind face in the photograph, Jin Jumo tried to lift the corners of her mouth into a smile, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t manage to move them. Her voice was dry, "Grandpa, Little Mo brought your favorite clivia to see you, are you happy?"
The elder smiled, as if responding to Jin Jumo’s question.
Jin Jumo’s throat was bitter, her eyes filled with red, her eyes brimming with tears, "Grandpa, Little Mo misses you so much."
Over the past four years, she hasn’t stopped thinking about him.
To her, Jin Jiancheng was the grandfather who raised her, but he also played multiple roles as parents and friends in her life.
In memory, Jin Jiancheng had never even raised his voice at her.
He carefully protected her self-esteem, cared about her little feelings. Around him, she would always forget that she was an orphan abandoned by her biological mother. She was just like everyone else, not an outcast.
To this day, the strong sense of security Jin Jiancheng gave her was unparalleled.
With him by her side, she didn’t have to worry about being abandoned again. She could be her truest self. She didn’t need to be perfect. She could have flaws and deficiencies, but she knew, no matter how imperfect she was, Jin Jiancheng would never despise her or leave her.
Ordinary children have parents, grandparents, grandparents from both sides, and many relatives who dote on them. But she only had Jin Jiancheng.
Jin Jiancheng’s passing four years ago was a devastating blow to Jin Jumo.
If it weren’t for the child in her belly supporting her, she really, truly couldn’t have made it.
Xixi and Hanhan have never met Jin Jiancheng.
In the past four years, they’ve never even heard Jin Jumo mention him.
So, the little ones didn’t understand the significance Jin Jiancheng held for Jin Jumo.
Nor did they know the nature of the emotional bond between Jin Jiancheng and her.
Seeing Jin Jumo silently weep, they were more confused and uneasy.
Xixi carefully tugged at Jin Jumo’s clothes, her big eyes worryingly watching Jin Jumo, but she didn’t dare speak.
Hanhan’s small face was tense from worrying about Jin Jumo, his large eyes showing a faint bewilderment.
Jin Jumo had many things, much guilt she wanted to express to Jin Jiancheng.
Yet reason forced her to suppress it.
Now, she was already a mother of two, she couldn’t let them see her weak side.
To Jin Jumo, Jin Jiancheng was her pillar.
To Xixi and Hanhan, how could Jin Jumo not be their pillar as well?