Chapter 49: Give Me a Reason Not to Touch You

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Give Me a Reason Not to Touch You Raised an eyebrow. He seemed to understand something. Jin Jumo was still in the process of adapting, yet the surroundings suddenly fell silent again. She froze, bewildered. Blinking at the crowd, as she withdrew her gaze, the corner of her eye inadvertently caught Rong Mochen leisurely approaching. Her eyes fixed. Then, the doubts in her mind were suddenly cleared. She licked her lower lip. She had to admit, someone with an unapproachable and aloof character, combined with his lofty status, indeed had a way of making people subconsciously suppress their, ahem... natural instincts! Even Wen Qiye, the executive director of New锐 Film and Television in his fifties, wished he could make himself invisible in front of Rong Mochen, let alone others. Jin Jumo could sympathize with the intimidating presence that someone brought with him! Yet, there were still one or two with exceptionally strong resilience. For example, Gao Qi! "Momo, can I add you on WeChat?" Gao Qi’s words seemed premeditated for a long time, as he looked at Jin Jumo cautiously and a bit nervously. Though Gao Qi’s voice wasn’t loud, in such an utterly quiet moment, it was very abrupt. Moreover, as soon as he finished speaking, Jin Jumo immediately felt a piercing gaze like a cold blade shot sharply at her. Jin Jumo winced, her gaze cold as she looked at Gao Qi. He must be sent by the heavens to mess with her, absolutely! Gao Qi, however, took out his phone, looking earnestly and expectantly at Jin Jumo. Although Jin Jumo really didn’t want to bother with him, considering he was, after all, Zhou Xueyi’s son, she took a shallow breath and said, "My name’s initials 94." Alright, she was lazy, and always quite inept at coming up with nicknames and such. So whether it was her frequently used QQ number from before or her current WeChat, Weibo, or even Tianya accounts, they all bore the same nickname—jjm_94. As soon as Jin Jumo finished speaking, she planned to find a corner to make herself invisible. However... "Momo, I’ve added you, can you see if you’ve received the friend request?" Gao Qi stared at Jin Jumo intently. Jin Jumo felt an imaginary herd of grass-mud horses galloping across her mind. Enduring various twinges in her heart, she took out her phone. Not until she accepted the friend request right under Gao Qi’s watchful eyes did he finally let her off. Jin Jumo, tearless, quickly retreated to the furthest and most inconspicuous spot. After finishing the barbecue, Gao Qi and Gao Wen brought out the pre-prepared cake, everyone sang the birthday song together, and Teacher Zhou Xueyi cut the cake. Everyone took a symbolic bite, marking the end of the birthday party. But Jin Jumo felt that if not for someone’s presence, this birthday banquet likely wouldn’t have ended so easily. Director Lin Geng, Yu Yinluo, and Gong Xinyan were the first to bid farewell to Zhou Xueyi. In the end, only Jin Jumo, Ying Jingyao, Rong Mochen, and another woman remained. "Aunt, we... will head off first. I’ll visit you another day." The woman held Zhou Xueyi’s hand, revealing their close relationship. Zhou Xueyi hesitantly glanced at Rong Mochen, pursing her lips and gently nodded, "Alright, travel safely." The woman nodded, then turned her head to look at Rong Mochen. Rong Mochen appeared indifferent, slightly nodding at Zhou Xueyi before turning to leave with the woman. Jin Jumo wasn’t sure if it was just her overthinking, but she seemed to notice someone glancing at her before turning away. Jin Jumo watched their departing figures, her eyes narrowing slightly as she realized their relationship seemed quite more than ordinary... "Young Master Ying, I’m really glad you could make it today." Watching Rong Mochen and the woman walk away, Zhou Xueyi turned back, smiling at Ying Jingyao. Ying Jingyao’s smile was polite, "In fact, attending your birthday party was a truly delightful affair." Ying Jingyao’s gentlemanly and modest demeanour made Zhou Xueyi smile knowingly, as she looked at Jin Jumo, about to call her, yet suddenly realized she didn’t know her name. Recalling her son Gao Qi calling her "Momo," she followed suit. "Momo, thank you for the birthday gift, I really liked it," Zhou Xueyi said sincerely. Jin Jumo was no longer restrained, responding graciously, "I’ve watched every piece you’ve worked on, you’ve always been my idol, I’m delighted you liked my gift." Surprised by Jin Jumo’s words, Zhou Xueyi asked, "You’ve seen all my works?" Jin Jumo nodded, choosing not to mention her own involvement in voice acting work, as it could easily seem self-serving. After all, Zhou Xueyi’s status in the voice acting circle remained unmatched. Hearing such words always puts one in a good mood, and Zhou Xueyi’s smile deepened, she even extended an invitation, "When you’re free, visit often." Jin Jumo was slightly stunned, a bit incredulous, "Can I?" Before Zhou Xueyi could answer, Gao Qi eagerly chipped in, "Absolutely. You’re welcome anytime." Uh... Could Jin Jumo’s enthusiasm for visiting be instantly dashed by his words? Zhou Xueyi noticed Jin Jumo’s awkward expression, and gave her overly enthusiastic son a glare, unimpressed. Gao Qi scratched his head sheepishly, telling Jin Jumo, "Momo, let me walk you out." Just as Jin Jumo was about to refuse, Ying Jingyao preemptively declined, "No need. It’s a straight walk to the exit." "Right, it’s really bothersome to run back and forth, plus it’s so cold outside." Jin Jumo added quickly, seeing Gao Qi was about to protest. Seeing this, Gao Qi’s bright face showed traces of disappointment, deflating, "Alright then." Walking out of the villa with Ying Jingyao, Jin Jumo assumed Rong Mochen had already left. Thus, seeing the imposing figure of Rong Mochen standing by Ying Jingyao’s Bentley, smoking a cigarette, left her startled. Ying Jingyao seemed equally surprised Rong Mochen hadn’t left yet. Good manners wouldn’t allow Ying Jingyao to ignore him. He approached, "Mr. Rong, waiting for your car?" With Rong Mochen’s status, having a couple of personal drivers at his beck and call wasn’t surprising. Rong Mochen narrowed his eyes, taking a drag, as the blue smoke rose and vanished into the air. He frowned lightly, his dark eyes glancing at the Spyker parked not far behind the Bentley, his deep voice steady, "The car broke down." Broke down? Following his gaze, Ying Jingyao noticed the Spyker parked not far behind, with the woman quietly seated in the passenger seat. Ying Jingyao pressed his lips, turning to Rong Mochen, "If Mr. Rong doesn’t mind, I can give you and the lady a ride." Jin Jumo nearly fainted hearing this! She held her breath watching Rong Mochen. He wouldn’t agree. He was Rong Mochen, after all. With a single call, countless people would eagerly serve him. More so, Teacher Zhou Xueyi’s villa was just behind them, he could easily borrow a car and send it back tomorrow. How would he possibly accept help from others, when usually people were the ones asking him for favors? For people like them, such small gestures also counted as favours owed! "Would it trouble Young Master Ying?" Rong Mochen frowned, appearing to genuinely consider the offer. Ying Jingyao smiled gently, "It’s just a little gesture." Rong Mochen pressed his lips together and said, "Then I’ll trouble you, Young Master Ying." "..." Cue, the size of Jin Jumo’s psychological shadow at this moment. In the car. Ying Jingyao drove, while Jin Jumo sat stiffly in the passenger seat, with Rong Mochen and the woman seated behind. Jin Jumo’s entire back was numb, even breathing felt daunting.