Chapter 50: Mr. Rong, Are You Doing This on Purpose?

Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Mr. Rong, Are You Doing This on Purpose? A head turned completely towards the car window, eyes looking outside, but blank inside. Truly feeling what it means for seconds to feel like years. "Where’s Mr. Rong going?" Ying Jingyao looked at Rong Mochen sitting behind Jin Jumo via the rearview mirror. "Beisheng." Rong Mochen simply uttered two words. Upon hearing, Jin Jumo’s back stiffened. Beisheng is located in the suburbs of Z City, a famous wealthy villa area in Z City. But it’s at least an hour’s drive from here to Beisheng. Ying Jingyao pressed his lips slightly, looking softly at Jin Jumo beside him, "Momo, can we drop Mr. Rong off at Beisheng first, and then take you back to school?" Jin Jumo internally refused, not wanting to stay in the car for even an extra second, feeling suffocated! "Brother Ying, you take Mr. Rong. There’s a bus stop ahead, let me off there, and I’ll take the bus back to school myself." Jin Jumo, gathering courage, pointed to the bus stop not far ahead. Ying Jingyao frowned slightly, eyes deepened as he looked at Jin Jumo, "Momo, I can’t just leave you here." "It’s okay, Brother Ying, I often take the bus here back to school." Jin Jumo was anxious, wishing to immediately open the car door and jump out. "Momo..." "Young Master Ying, why don’t you take this young lady first, she seems to be in a hurry." Just as Ying Jingyao was about to speak, Rong Mochen’s indifferent voice sounded. "No need, no need, just take Mr. Rong. I’m closer." Jin Jumo hurriedly said, startled. "I’m not in a hurry, Young Master Ying can take this young lady home first." "No, no, Mr. Rong lives far away, taking me first is too time-consuming. I often take the bus back, it’s fine." "Ladies first." "..." Mr. Rong, are you doing this on purpose? What’s the grudge?" Jin Jumo’s mouth twitched slightly, almost doubting the authenticity of whether his car had really broken down. With the exchange between Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen, the atmosphere in the car gradually became a bit awkward and strange. Ying Jingyao slightly furrowed his eyebrows, his gaze becoming deep, lips pursed, not saying a word, lost in thought. Jin Jumo ran out of words and didn’t know what to say. The atmosphere in the car seemed to have stalled. At that moment, when no one said anything, a gentle melody played in the car. Jin Jumo glanced up through the rearview mirror, seeing the woman in the back seat taking out her phone and answering it. "Husband." Her voice was low, like she was afraid of being heard, her expression a bit uneasy and apprehensive. Jin Jumo, not knowing why, glanced at Rong Mochen. Unexpectedly, someone was also staring at her, with deep but indifferent black eyes. She was so nervous! "Betuy." The woman said, then hung up the phone. She slightly bit her lip and looked at Rong Mochen beside her, "Mochen, Si Nan asked Uncle Zheng to pick me up, he’ll take me back to Beisheng. Tomorrow, there are many things at the company waiting for you to handle personally, so you don’t need to personally take me back." Rong Mochen didn’t look at the woman, just said, "Please trouble Young Master Ying to take us to Betuy." Ying Jingyao glanced at Rong Mochen through the rearview mirror, nodding, "Okay." Betuy is the largest international mall in Z City, a hub for luxury brands nationwide, under the Rong Group. The car stopped at the parking area in front of the Betuy mall. "Thank you, Young Master Ying." The woman gracefully thanked, opened the car door, and got out. Jin Jumo, mustering courage, glanced at Rong Mochen in the back seat, but saw him sitting properly without any intention of getting out. Jin Jumo’s heart twitched. How can President Rong let a beauty stand alone in the cold wind! He should get out and accompany her without hesitation at this moment! Then, the next second. Sure enough, Rong Mochen opened the car door and got out. Jin Jumo instantly felt as if a ton of weight was lifted off, feeling utterly relieved. "Knock knock" Suddenly, the car window beside her was knocked on. Jin Jumo looked back, only to see Rong Mochen standing outside the window, coldly. Her heart, which had just settled down, rose again. She stared blankly for two or three seconds before rolling down the window, but her eyes dared not meet his. Rong Mochen glanced at Jin Jumo indifferently, shifting his gaze to Ying Jingyao, "Thank you." Ying Jingyao smiled mildly, "The lady just thanked me, no need to be polite, Mr. Rong. Besides, it’s just a trivial matter." Rong Mochen didn’t say anything more. Watching Ying Jingyao’s car drive away, the woman pressed her lips slightly, looking at Rong Mochen with something akin to contemplation, "Mochen, that girl just now, do you... know her?" Rong Mochen lit a cigarette, kept silent, his face expressionless aside from being expressionless. The woman’s doubts deepened in her eyes. She even wondered how they ended up in Ying Jingyao’s car when he had driven himself there, and his car had no damage. Moreover, he typically had few words, yet his conversation with the woman in the car was natural, without impatience. Such a situation never occurred before... At least, she had never witnessed it herself. The woman’s eyebrows furrowed deeply, something flashing in her eyes. After Rong Mochen got out, the stifling cold air in the car dissipated. Jin Jumo exhaled twice in relief, silently praying that such a "coincidence" never happens again, or she’d worry for her fragile heart’s endurance. And with now relaxed Jin Jumo not noticing, Ying Jingyao remained silent until the car stopped at the West Gate of G University. "Brother Ying, thank you for taking me to Teacher Zhou’s birthday party today." Before getting out, Jin Jumo felt she should thank him. Ying Jingyao looked at Jin Jumo, smiling gently as usual, "Since you’re thanking me, shouldn’t you show some sincerity?" Jin Jumo paused. What sincerity should she show? Ying Jingyao chuckled gracefully, "Treat me to a meal." Jin Jumo’s eye corner twitched slightly, she seemed to owe him a meal... Jin Jumo felt a bit conflicted but then relaxed upon thinking. Since already owing a meal, why care about one more? So she browsed and happily agreed, "Okay." Ying Jingyao sat in the car, watching Jin Jumo’s slender figure enter the campus, his gentle smile replaced by something deeper in his eyes. He picked up his phone and dialed a number, "Have someone checked out for me." Jin Jumo returned to the dormitory and saw Jian Liangtong mysteriously sitting at the table, holding a calendar from her desk, frowning, deep in thought. Upon hearing the door open, Jian Liangtong didn’t even move her eyes, asking, "Ju Zi, is the 28th a special day?" 28th? Jin Jumo paused, glanced at the calendar in her hand, her long lashes slightly lowering, hiding all her underlying emotions, "What’s on the 28th?" "Here." Jian Liangtong handed her the calendar, pointing to the date marked in red. Jin Jumo looked at the number, her eyes deepening in emotion, yet showing confusion on her face, walked over, "Maybe a special day, but I can’t remember what it was." Jian Liangtong blinked, staring at the date for a while, muttering to herself, "Today is the 22nd, less than a week to the 28th, what special day could it be?" "..." Jin Jumo pressed her lips together, quietly putting her bag on the table, heading towards the balcony. "Jin Jumo." Before taking two steps, Jian Liangtong suddenly shouted. Jin Jumo froze. Heard a series of urgent footsteps approaching, followed by a fair little hand extending before her, "Where’s my present?"