Chapter 215: Chapter 211: It’s Not That I Refuse to Let You Go (1)
Xixi opened her big grape eyes to look at her, but those lively eyes were now filled with sadness and gloom.
"Xixi, tell Mommy, why is Xixi unhappy, okay?"
"..." Xixi lowered her long eyelashes in desolation. After a while, she quietly said, "Is it because Mommy doesn’t like Daddy and likes Brother Ying instead?"
"..." Jin Jumo’s heart trembled, she looked at Xixi with a hint of surprise, took a light breath, and held Xixi’s little hand, "Why would Xixi say that?"
Xixi bowed her little head very low, "I can feel it. Even though Daddy said he left because of something, I know, Daddy was driven away by Mommy. Mommy doesn’t like Daddy. So, so I won’t like Daddy either."
Jin Jumo’s heart tightened, her eyebrows knitted tightly. Just as she was about to speak, she inadvertently caught sight of Hanhan.
Hanhan also put down his chopsticks, his big black eyes staring wide and intently at Jin Jumo, as if waiting for her answer too.
Jin Jumo’s heart sank deeper and deeper, she pursed her lips, looking at Xixi, "Mommy didn’t... didn’t drive him away."
"But why did Daddy leave? Before, when Daddy brought Xixi home, he said he would stay and have dinner with Xixi. But as soon as Mommy came back, Daddy left." Xixi lifted her shiny big eyes, her little lips opening and closing, speaking with reason and evidence.
"..." Jin Jumo twitched her lips a few times, "Didn’t he tell Xixi he left because he had something to do?"
"Sigh." Xixi suddenly sighed, "I know that’s an excuse, it wasn’t really something urgent."
Jin Jumo was left speechless.
Xixi saw Jin Jumo suddenly fall silent, which only confirmed her thoughts, and she silently sighed in her heart, sensibly squeezing Jin Jumo’s hand back, softly saying, "It’s okay. If Mommy doesn’t like Daddy, Xixi won’t like Daddy either. If Daddy comes to pick Xixi up from kindergarten, Xixi won’t go with him either."
"..." Jin Jumo’s eyes tightened, "Xixi..."
"Mommy, you don’t have to say anything, I understand." Xixi suddenly looked at Jin Jumo with a particularly understanding and mature gaze, her pudgy little hand patting Jin Jumo’s hand in a model of assurance, saying, "Mommy doesn’t need to explain."
"..." Jin Jumo’s eyes twitched violently, looking at her daughter’s bright little face, suddenly unsure whether to be distressed or amused!
This daughter of hers sometimes showed such maturity and understanding that she was left speechless. Because the little one never gave her a chance to argue. Even if she argued, she would still think according to what she had initially believed in her heart!
By nine o’clock at night, both Xixi and Hanhan were already in bed resting.
Jin Jumo supported her body, lying beside Xixi, gently patting Xixi’s arm, watching the two little ones sleep soundly.
Perhaps, in every mother’s heart, every child is an angel.
The most precious gift Heaven sends to them.
Every time Jin Jumo looked at Xixi and Hanhan, it seemed she could never get enough, they were the treasures Heaven granted her, and keeping them in sight and hiding them in her heart still felt insufficient!
As she continued watching, Jin Jumo’s mind suddenly flashed with what the kindergarten director had said to her today.
There was no doubt that Xixi liked someone, and although Hanhan seemed indifferent to someone, deep down inside, he was unconsciously leaning towards him.
In fact, he had already acknowledged, accepted that person’s father figure!
Jin Jumo looked at Xixi and Hanhan’s dark peach blossom eyes, gently stroked Xixi’s face with her fingertips, a barely audible voice slipped from her lightly parted lips, "I’m sorry, Mommy really can’t..."
Can’t accept him, and can’t forget the hatred and pain engraved in her bones and blood!
So sorry, my little treasures!
After leaving Xixi and Hanhan’s room, Jin Jumo returned to her bedroom, seeing the phone screen on the bed flashing continuously, the vibration from the soft bedding not very apparent.
Jin Jumo walked over, reaching out to pick up the phone, but paused when her eyes caught the caller ID flashing on the screen.
She only picked it up and put it to her ear to answer after the call ended automatically and vibrated once more.
Her voice was mixed with a heavy note, "Jingyao."
"Momo..." Ying Jingyao stopped, after a long pause, said hoarsely, "Can I call you that now?"
Jin Jumo closed her eyes briefly, "I..."
"I’m downstairs right now." Without waiting for Jin Jumo to speak, Ying Jingyao suddenly said.
Jin Jumo was slightly surprised, turning her gaze towards the window, "Downstairs?"
"Yu Yang Apartment," Ying Jingyao said.
Jin Jumo quickly walked to the window, pulled back the curtains, and looked down.
She saw a tall figure standing by a black car.
She looked down, and he lightly lifted his eyes to look at her.
"I want to see you," Ying Jingyao said in a husky voice.
Jin Jumo’s fingers tightened on the curtain for a long while before she said, "Wait for me a moment, I’ll tidy up."
"Haha..." Ying Jingyao let out a deep chuckle, "Dressing up just for me?"
"..." Jin Jumo was silent for a moment, then softly said, "Jingyao, I have something to say to you."
On the other end, Ying Jingyao suddenly fell silent, not even breathing could be heard.
Jin Jumo furrowed her brows, glanced downstairs, and hung up the phone.
In front of the Yu Yang Apartment Building, Ying Jingyao, dressed in a black business suit, held the phone to his ear for a long time.
At the apartment entrance, the petite figure slowly walking out of the security booth took his breath away with each step towards him.
She gracefully stood in front of him, her face still as beautiful and ethereal as when they first met, her eyes still sparkling.
She was so close to him, yet seemingly so far away!
So far that no matter how hard he tried to reach out, he couldn’t touch her!
Slowly putting down the phone, Ying Jingyao looked at her deeply, his face still gentle and handsome, but his eyes were covered with red veins, his voice hoarse as he spoke, "You’re here."
Jin Jumo glanced at the phone in his hand, nodded slightly, and looked towards the restaurant not far from the road in front of Yu Yang Apartment, "It’s quite cold standing outside, let’s find a place to sit."
"..." Ying Jingyao stared at her for a long time before nodding, reaching out to hold her hand and leading her to the restaurant across the street.
When Jin Jumo felt his grip on her hand, her fingertips trembled slightly.
Feeling that Jin Jumo did not struggle, Ying Jingyao’s tightly knit brows relaxed slightly.
Inside the restaurant, Jin Jumo held the menu but did not take any action for a while.
After a moment, Jin Jumo looked up at Ying Jingyao, "What do you like to eat?"
She originally wanted to order some of his favorite dishes, but holding the menu and looking at the dazzling array of dish names, she realized she had no idea what he liked to eat.
Ying Jingyao didn’t seem to mind, took the menu from her hand, and skillfully spoke a few dish names to the waiting waiter beside them.
Upon hearing the dishes he ordered, Jin Jumo’s eyelashes trembled slightly.
Every dish he ordered was something she, or Xixi Hanhan, usually loved to eat.
Her throat blocked, Jin Jumo said hoarsely, "I originally wanted to order something for you."
Ying Jingyao slightly squinted his eyes, looking at her apologetic face, and smiled gently, "These are exactly what I love to eat."
Jin Jumo stiffly pressed her lips together, not saying a word.
Ying Jingyao took a sip of lips, "I went back to the UK for a few days."
"..." Jin Jumo’s eyelashes lifted, "Was it a business trip?"
Ying Jingyao shook his head, "I took my parents back."
Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered lightly, "Aunt... Mrs. Ying, is she alright?"
"She’s fine now." Ying Jingyao’s tone was relaxed; after speaking, he smiled at Jin Jumo, "I heard you went to the hospital to see my mom today?"
Jin Jumo lowered her head, "Yes. I just didn’t expect Mrs. Ying to have been discharged."
"She was discharged that night." Ying Jingyao said.
Jin Jumo nodded, murmuring, "It’s good that she’s fine."
Ying Jingyao’s eyes deepened, staring at Jin Jumo and suddenly said, "Didn’t you have something to say to me?"
"...Yes." Jin Jumo furrowed her brow, "Jingyao..."
"Momo, my mom has some misunderstandings about you, so don’t take what she said at the banquet to heart." Just as Jin Jumo was about to speak, Ying Jingyao interrupted her.
Jin Jumo bit her lower lip, glanced at him, "I didn’t mind, on the contrary, I quite understand Mrs. Ying’s feelings."
"I’ve already explained to her, and she somewhat regrets saying those things to you. So, when I returned from the UK, she specifically asked me to apologize to you." Ying Jingyao said.
"..." Jin Jumo frowned more tightly, looking at him without saying anything.
"By the way, what did you want to tell me?" Ying Jingyao’s lips curved slightly, looking at her warmly.
Jin Jumo moved her throat, "We..."
"I’m planning to take you and Xixi Hanhan to Dragon City this weekend, Ruan Chen has already booked the tickets. After Xixi and Hanhan finish their classes on Friday, we’ll head to Dragon City."
Saying this, Ying Jingyao paused, looking at Jin Jumo gently, "While your director is still busy with the touring performance and doesn’t have you tied up with rehearsals, I’ll let you have a good relaxation."
"..." Even with Jin Jumo’s slow reactions, she understood that Ying Jingyao was intentionally changing the subject.
Staring at Ying Jingyao’s gentlemanly face, the sour and full emotions in Jin Jumo’s heart grew stronger, she took a light breath and said, "Going out to play, Xixi and Hanhan will definitely be happy. But I’ve already decided to take Xixi and Hanhan back to Z City this weekend."
"..." Ying Jingyao’s hand on the table clenched tightly, staring intently at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo saw this, the corner of her eye turned slightly sore, she forced a smile, "It’s been four years now, and I haven’t taken Xixi and Hanhan to see my grandfather, it’s time to take them."
Ying Jingyao looked at Jin Jumo, his voice husky, "This weekend?"
"Yes." Jin Jumo nodded.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Ying Jingyao asked.
Jin Jumo’s eyelashes dropped very low, "No. I want to take Xixi and Hanhan by myself."
Ying Jingyao’s fingers clenched tightly, turning pale, "Why did you suddenly want to go back to Z City?"
"Perhaps I don’t want to avoid it anymore." Jin Jumo tugged at the corner of her mouth, her eyes flashing with redness.