Chapter 162: Chapter 159: Brother and I Are Almost Starving! 1
Rong Mochen’s heart tightened, he took two steps forward and suddenly pulled Jin Jumo into his arms, holding her tightly, "Little Mo, I don’t want you to pretend like nothing happened, I just hope you give me some time, let me handle this. I promise you, I will give you a satisfactory result."
Jin Jumo closed her eyes, biting her lower lip hard, tears silently falling, her hands gripping the corners of his clothes tightly, she sobbed softly, "Why take away the only thing I have? I have nothing left, I have nothing at all."
If it weren’t for the child in her belly, she probably wouldn’t be able to hold on!
Rong Mochen’s heart ached, he held her even tighter, kissing her on the top of her head over and over, "You don’t have nothing, you still have me, and our child."
Coming out of the law firm, Jin Jumo appeared calm except for her reddened eyes. It was a calmness not of the calm before the storm, but of the disappointment and despair seeping from her bones.
She knew better than anyone, even if she took Tang Ruan to court, even if the evidence was conclusive, as long as he intervened, she wouldn’t stand a chance, and if he merely said a word, nobody in Z City would dare take her case.
Jin Jumo got in the car first, and before Rong Mochen got in, she suddenly lifted her head, her rosy eyes looking at him, and suddenly asked, "If it wasn’t my grandfather that Tang Ruan killed, but me, or the child in my belly, would you still protect her and not pursue this?"
It was either her, or their child.
Rong Mochen’s cold throat moved slightly, his black eyes staring deeply at her, "I wouldn’t give her that chance."
"I’m saying if, would you? Would you pursue it?" Jin Jumo’s eyes shimmered with tears, tightening her lips, like a gambler betting on death, stubbornly looking at him.
He still refused to say anything, refused to say anything!
The last glimmer of light in Jin Jumo’s eyes completely vanished, she closed her eyes and turned her head to the side.
Rong Mochen looked at her extremely cold profile, slightly clenched his fist, just as he was about to get in the car, his phone rang.
Rong Mochen frowned slightly, took out his phone and glanced at it, the furrow in his brow deepened, his thin lips pressing into a straight line, as he answered.
Not knowing what the other person said, Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo in the car, his eyes deepening, "Hmm."
Ending the call, Rong Mochen got in the car, gently held Jin Jumo’s hand resting on her knee, paused, then said, "I have to go to the company, I’ll have the driver take you back, is that okay?"
Jin Jumo neither looked at him nor spoke.
Rong Mochen pressed his lips tight, stared deeply at Jin Jumo for a moment, squeezed her hand, and got out of the car.
The instant the car door closed by her side, Jin Jumo’s eyelashes quivered.
Rong Mochen watched as the Spyker car gradually drove away before his eyes, until it completely disappeared before him, his heart suddenly filled with a blankness and unexplainable anxiety.
His disciplined and handsome face tightened, he irritatedly reached out to tug at his tie, then continued to stare at the direction the Spyker car went for a long time, before dialing Gu Yan’s number to pick him up.
Gu Yan arrived at the law firm fifteen minutes later, Rong Mochen’s face was calm as he got in the car, his eyebrows drawn tight over his nose, releasing a daunting aura from his body.
Gu Yan shivered slightly, a bit intimidated to speak.
"To the company." Rong Mochen said.
"Oh." Gu Yan put away his usual joking manner, obediently replied.
Five minutes later.
"Turn around!" Rong Mochen suddenly said, his tone suddenly carrying a fierce edge.
Gu Yan was stunned, looking at him puzzled, "Turn around?"
"Back to Jinming Port City." Rong Mochen once again tugged his tie, directly pulling it off from around his neck, lowly growling, "Hurry up!"
Gu Yan, although he thought his tie-pulling action just now was wild and handsome, was scared by his grim expression.
Gu Yan didn’t say another word, immediately turning the car around, speeding towards Jinming Port City.
Jinming Port City is the only undeveloped natural scenic area in Z City, to reach the villa, you must pass through a forest area, with high cliffs and lush forests on the right, and cliffs and pine trees on the left.
Driving through normally, the scenery appeared breathtakingly beautiful, the air fresh and clean, making one’s mood happy and relaxed.
Entering the forest area, after a distance of about two to three hundred meters, Gu Yan suddenly slammed on the brakes, the car lurched forward violently, its rear wheels lifting half a meter off the ground, screeching horribly as the front wheels skid across the ground before stopping.
Gu Yan gripped the steering wheel tight, his baby-face showing shock, turning his head to look at Rong Mochen beside him, but didn’t know when, he already got out of the car, rushing forward fiercely.
Gu Yan looked again at the Spyker car parked not far ahead that had already caught fire, his heart jumping into his throat, without a second thought, he pushed open the car and rushed after him.
"Boss Rong, it’s dangerous!"
"Boom"
Gu Yan’s words "dangerous" were stuck in his throat amidst the sudden, sky-reaching flames, he saw the usually larger-than-life man stumble forward, falling to the ground.
Gu Yan widened his eyes, ran up, grabbing and holding onto the man struggling to rise and continue running forward from behind.
"Let go!" The man roared like a furious lion, Gu Yan felt as if he was holding a body made of steel, every muscle in his body tensed as if ready to explode.
Gu Yan gritted his teeth, his forehead muscles bulging from exertion, gasping, "Boss Rong, calm down."
"Get off!" Rong Mochen’s deep black pupils burned with two fierce fires, scorching his eyes iron red, igniting every organ inside him, as if he was standing right within the front burning sea.
Every inch of skin on the body aches against the bone!
"Little Mo," Rong Mochen roared from the depths of his heart. No one would believe that that’s the expression of panic, pain, helplessness, and even despair on his usually cold and indifferent face.
In the end, Gu Yan couldn’t restrain him anymore, but once he let go, he would unavoidably charge toward the sea of flames regardless.
Gu Yan was drenched in sweat, gritted his teeth, and finding no other option, he severely chopped at Rong Mochen’s nape.
The sturdy man immediately collapsed against him. Gu Yan almost didn’t catch him, and squatted down entirely.
Furrowing his brows, Gu Yan gasped heavily, looking at the unconscious Rong Mochen. As his eyes caught the water droplets on his thick, dark lashes, his whole body shuddered.
Taking two deep breaths, Gu Yan slowly turned his head, looked at the Spyker car enveloped in flames ahead, and his eyes turned red.
The cold wave passed with the New Year, but Z City welcomed a heavy snowstorm. Though snowy, it wasn’t very cold, and the whole city was clad in silver, offering a magnificent view from the top rehearsal hall of the Huai Sheng Grand Theater.
"It’s already five o’clock. Ye, let’s rehearse one more time and then call it a day." Veteran theater director Lin Dong waved at Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao retracted his gaze, his peach blossom eyes bending into a smile, his voice soft and sweet, "Sure thing."
After the rehearsal, Lin Dong and Ye Xiao left the hall together, walking briskly as they spoke, "Ye, I need to tell you something in advance so you can be prepared. Previously, we were confined to performing in Z City, but this time I plan to pick a few cities for a ticketed tour. Within these one or two months."
"So sudden?" Ye Xiao was momentarily taken aback.
Lin Dong waved his hand, "Not so sudden, I’ve been preparing for this for several months."
Ye Xiao’s mouth twitched slightly.
"Did you drive?" Lin Dong turned to Ye Xiao.
"Yes." Ye Xiao blinked.
"Perfect, give me a lift." Lin Dong said as he stepped into the elevator.
They lived in opposite directions, one south of the city and the other north, wasn’t it inconvenient?
Seeing Ye Xiao standing at the elevator door not entering, Lin Dong frowned, "What’s wrong?"
Ye Xiao bit his lip, lowered his head silently, and sighed. How could he refuse, considering the director’s an important person?
Not daring to drive too fast in the snowy weather, Ye Xiao spent nearly two hours on the round trip.
Thinking about the lack of rice at home, Ye Xiao drove to the supermarket near her home, ready to get out after parking when a childish voice started ringing, "Xiao Xiao, answer the phone, Xiao Xiao, answer the phone."
Hearing this, Ye Xiao couldn’t help but smile at the corner of her mouth, while answering the call as she got off.
"Xiao Xiao, my brother and I are starving." A soft, coquettish voice came through the phone.
The curvature at Ye Xiao’s mouth deepened, she lowered her voice and gently said, "Sorry, sweetie, something came up and delayed me. I’m buying things at the supermarket right now, I’ll be back soon."
"The supermarket near home?" The voice, a childish yet pretentiously mature one, asked earnestly.
With tenderness overflowing from her gaze, Ye Xiao said, "Yes, sweetheart. What would you like to eat? I’ll buy it for you."
"I"
"Xiao Xiao, Brother told me today he wants to eat cotton candy."
"Ye Xixi, obviously it’s you who wants it."
"Dare you say you don’t want it?"
"I won’t eat such childish stuff!"
"Cotton candy is not childish; soft, sweet, many kids in kindergarten love it, just not you. Brother, you’re weird."
"Ye Xixi"
Ye Xiao didn’t interject, listening to the two siblings bickering over cotton candy without urging, quickly putting the items she intended to buy into the shopping cart for checkout.
After buying things and arriving home, those two adorable voices remained stubbornly discussing whether cotton candy is childish.
Standing at the door, Ye Xiao was slightly winded and said with a smile, "Sweeties, let’s pause for a moment, okay? Can someone open the door for Mommy?"
As soon as Ye Xiao finished speaking, the voices from the phone paused, then she heard childish sounds pushing towards the door, "Hanhan, be careful not to trip Xixi and make her cry."
"Hmph." Ye Xiao heard Xixi hum, then the sound of her running over.
A minute passed, and the door wasn’t open yet. Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow, "Xixi"
"I, I can’t reach it, and Brother isn’t helping me." Xixi’s aggrieved, childish voice came from the phone.
Ye Xiao couldn’t help but laugh, "Xixi, have you asked Brother for help?"
Ye Xixi sniffed, "Brother, can you help me move the stool over?"