Chapter 36: Rong Mochen: Little Mo, Come Here! (1)

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Rong Mochen: Little Mo, Come Here! (1) "Are you okay?" A man’s cold voice came from the doorway. Jin Jumo closed her eyes, walked to the door, took a deep breath, and softly said, "I’m fine, I just overindulged during lunch." Jin Jumo waited at the door for a while, but didn’t hear the man speak; her wavering peach blossom eyes landed on the trash basket. Tonight, they would definitely be in the same room, and if he used the bathroom, he’d easily see what’s inside... Rong Mochen, such a shrewd person, wouldn’t be easy to deceive. No way. She had to find a way to get rid of these things without letting him see them. After nearly half an hour, Jin Jumo finally left the bathroom. Rong Mochen was on the phone, his deep black eyes paused on Jin Jumo, and his gaze never left her. Jin Jumo knew exactly what he was looking at. The reason it took half an hour for Jin Jumo to come out of the bathroom was because she took a shower in there. And now, she was only wrapped in a small bath towel. By "small bath towel," It’s because this towel only covered her from the chest to the thighs. Exposing her fair shoulders and long, straight beautiful legs. Her long black hair dripped wetly down her chest, her freshly bathed cheeks flushed pink, and her peach blossom eyes appeared even more moist and endearing. Any man who saw Jin Jumo at this moment would find it hard to look away. "Since they’re dissatisfied with the company’s initial price, then lower it by five percent from the original basis; if still dissatisfied, reduce by another five percent." Rong Mochen spoke coolly while walking towards Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo’s lashes fluttered, and before he got close, she quickly walked towards the bedroom door. Rong Mochen paused slightly at this sight, pursing his lips while looking at Jin Jumo. "Little Mo." Just as she reached the door and was about to open it, his deep, slightly cold voice came from behind. Jin Jumo’s body froze slightly, she turned to look at him, her face showed confusion. Rong Mochen’s brows furrowed coldly, his black eyes deeply fixed on the black plastic bag in Jin Jumo’s hand, "Come back." "..." Jin Jumo tightened her fingers around the plastic bag and smiled, "Mr. Rong, I’ll just toss something and be right back." Rong Mochen pursed his lips, his cold face unmoving, "A cleaner will come by tomorrow to clean, no need for you to do it yourself." Jin Jumo looked down, her voice lowered, "Oh." "Come here." Rong Mochen stood tall at the bedroom door, reaching out towards Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo glanced at the black plastic bag in her hand, her eyes flickered, her shining peach blossom eyes sought Rong Mochen hesitantly, "Mr. Rong, I’ve already taken it out, why not let me throw it out? After all, it’s from... the bathroom. Leaving it at the door is a bit..." Rong Mochen’s tightened lips showed his impatience, his black eyes silently fixed on Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo reluctantly opened the bedroom door and placed the black plastic bag at the door. When she closed the door and turned back, she saw Rong Mochen walking steadily towards her, his handsome face cold and somber. Her heart tightened, and Jin Jumo swallowed hard, "Mr. Rong." "Disobedient, hmm?" Rong Mochen’s black eyes were cold; his slightly cold fingers grasped Jin Jumo’s chin. His tone was almost a low murmur but made Jin Jumo’s entire back break out in goosebumps. She always knew this man had a cold personality and wasn’t easy to talk to. In their interactions, she always went along with him, pleased him, said what he liked to hear, and never opposed him. So he rarely showed this brooding side in front of her. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, Jin Jumo spoke softly, "Didn’t Mr. Rong just consent?" Rong Mochen’s expression did not change, he looked at Jin Jumo’s somewhat aggrieved little face and gave a low hum, "I consented?" "Mm." Jin Jumo nodded, "Earlier, I was seeking Mr. Rong’s opinion. Mr. Rong not speaking meant he consented." "..." Rong Mochen’s eye corner twitched slightly, the chill around him dissipating quite a bit. His black eyes glanced at the bath towel covering Jin Jumo, his brow furrowed lightly, "Aren’t you cold?" Speaking, he already had her tucked up by the waist. His arms were strong, and being held by him didn’t cause Jin Jumo any worry of falling. Jin Jumo was the type who knew how to take advantage of the situation. She immediately snuggled happily into Rong Mochen’s embrace, "Cold, but if Mr. Rong holds tighter, I won’t be." Rong Mochen looked down at Jin Jumo’s smiling face, his eyes finally softened. He tightened his arms, "I heard you went out this afternoon. Where did you go?" Heard? Jin Jumo squinted slightly, "Not much, just wandered around the area near Ju City." "Mm. I’m busy these days, if you want to go out, have Assistant Fu accompany you." After a pause, Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo, with a touch of doting in his dark eyes, "Let her be your guide." "Hm... Mr. Rong’s assistant acting as my guide?" Jin Jumo raised her brows, "Wouldn’t that be too much trouble?" "No." Rong Mochen said calmly, "You are her task here in Ju City." "...Task?" Jin Jumo was slightly stunned. "Her task is to take good care of you." "..." Jin Jumo’s expression froze slightly, suddenly unsure of what to say. In her daze, an icy large hand penetrated the towel to her belly, chilling Jin Jumo into a shiver; she drew in a cold breath, her peach blossom eyes looking chaotically at the handsome face in front of her. Seeing Jin Jumo’s overly panicked, frightened face, Rong Mochen’s brows furrowed slightly, "Is your stomach better now?" Jin Jumo knew she was overreacting. But there was no choice; guilty people tend to be timid. Blinking, Jin Jumo exhaled, "Much better now." Rong Mochen didn’t speak again, his penetrating gaze deepened. Jin Jumo was no stranger to this kind of look. If it were before today, she’d have agreed without hesitation, and cooperatively too. But now, she might already have a little sprout growing inside her... Jin Jumo took a silent breath and looked at Rong Mochen, "Mr. Rong, have you eaten dinner yet?" Rong Mochen’s brows furrowed slightly, "Haven’t you eaten?" Jin Jumo’s expression was innocent, "I just got back to the hotel, didn’t have time to eat yet." Rong Mochen paused, pursed his lips and rose from Jin Jumo, standing by the bed watching her, "Change clothes." "..." Ju City’s Vegetarian Restaurant, a well-known vegetarian place, has been featured in many food magazines and food programs. It’s reportedly opened by a famous celebrity. Jin Jumo once saw a post on Tianya’s entertainment section, someone had started a thread about this vegetarian restaurant. It was said that the restaurant was so popular that reservations need to be booked half a month in advance. Moreover, the per-capita cost is quite high; the poster was a fan of the celebrity and scrimped and saved for a semester to successfully book a month in advance to eat a dish at this vegetarian restaurant, um, spaghetti. Arriving at the Vegetarian Restaurant, Jin Jumo saw the empty seatless hall, finally believing the poster wasn’t exaggerating—the business was indeed booming to the point of having no friends. Inside a private room. Rong Mochen told Jin Jumo to order whatever she liked. Jin Jumo took the menu and specifically looked at the price of the spaghetti the poster mentioned; well, not too expensive, 519... after all. Heh. Why not just go robbing! Looking at the other items, Jin Jumo felt a surge of heat rise to her throat. Outrageous! was actually the cheapest! If Jin Jumo were alone, or with Jian Liangtong, she would’ve undoubtedly walked away without a second thought.