Chapter 62: This Little Vixen

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: This Little Vixen Jian Liangtong gasped, more nervous than Jin Jumo, and her voice instantly lowered, "So what now?" Jin Jumo glanced at Jian Liangtong, frowned, and answered the call. "Where are you?" The cool and indifferent voice was no different from usual, transmitted through the phone into Jin Jumo’s ear. Thinking of how she just left the hospital, Jin Jumo couldn’t help but feel guilty, her thick eyelashes drooping low, "Shopping with a friend." The phone was silent for a few seconds, "That friend who just went through a breakup?" "..." Jin Jumo awkwardly glanced at Jian Liangtong, who was craning her neck and holding her breath, looking at her. She mumbled, "Uh, yeah." "I heard that when girls are in a bad mood, shopping to their heart’s content is the best way to quickly recover." His deep, slow voice came through leisurely. Jin Jumo listened absent-mindedly, a bit puzzled, was the big boss this free today? "Have dinner with me tonight," he said, switching topics quickly yet naturally. Jin Jumo was stunned for a while, her heart tensing up, "I..." "Little Mo." Rong Mochen’s voice deepened, though it remained calm and cool. Whenever he was like this, Jin Jumo knew she had no room to refuse. "I understand," Jin Jumo had no choice but to say. Jin Jumo thought Rong Mochen would hang up the phone in the next second, but surprisingly, he didn’t today. Jin Jumo, though puzzled, held back and waited quietly. Time ticked by, several minutes passed, yet Rong Mochen didn’t speak again. Jin Jumo couldn’t hold it in, and just as she was about to speak, the call was suddenly cut off. Jin Jumo twitched her lips, slowly took the phone down, a bit of doubt in her eyes, but she couldn’t grasp the source of these doubts. "What...did he say?" Jian Liangtong cautiously stared at Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo raised her eyes to look at Jian Liangtong, just about to speak. The phone signaled a message incoming. Jin Jumo glanced down, her eyes widening instantly. "What, what’s wrong?" Seeing Jin Jumo’s reaction, Jian Liangtong’s heart tightened, unable to resist rushing to Jin Jumo’s side. When she saw the content of the message on Jin Jumo’s phone screen. Jian Liangtong’s face went suddenly wooden. For a long time, Jian Liangtong took a sharp breath, "Oh my god." Jin Jumo also took a breath, confusion flashing in her almond eyes, staring at the phone without speaking. "Oh my god!" Jian Liangtong exclaimed once again. Jin Jumo swallowed, looked at Jian Liangtong. "I seriously don’t understand the world of the rich," Jian Liangtong said with a shocked expression. "..." "Ju Zi, are you sure he’s not genuinely in love with you?" Jian Liangtong started rambling. Jin Jumo was speechless. "Do you think, in the eyes of rich people, money isn’t money, it’s just paper?" Jian Liangtong’s face was full of incomprehension. "..." "Why did he suddenly give you so much money?" Jian Liangtong was silent for a long time, finally getting to the point. Why did Jian Liangtong use "so much money" to describe it? Because the message just sent to Jin Jumo’s phone was an enormous transfer notification. She roughly counted, there were a total of eight zeros after the number... Jin Jumo’s mouth opened slightly, thinking of his words about shopping to make girls feel better. So, he casually gave ten million just for her and Jian Liangtong to go shopping? Jin Jumo’s brain capacity was inadequate, and apart from feeling quite horrified about his actions, she had no other feelings. Being together with him for nearly a year, a million each month, it only totaled around ten million. But now he’s giving ten million at once...is he trying to scare someone to death? Even until the driver came to pick up Jin Jumo in the evening, she couldn’t recover from the shock of suddenly receiving a ten-million transfer. This time, Rong Mochen didn’t go to Yulong Residence, but chose a high-class club instead. The driver dropped Jin Jumo off at the entrance of the club and left. Jin Jumo was led to the sixth floor, to a game room. Just as she got to the door, Xiao Nanqing and two other young men Jin Jumo didn’t recognize were coming out of the room. Xiao Nanqing saw Jin Jumo, his long, narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, thin lips wickedly curved, pointed at Jin Jumo with two long, slender fingers holding a cigarette, and said to the two young men beside him, "This is the little demon." Damn it! You’re the little demon. Your whole family are little demons! Jin Jumo’s face remained expressionless, but in her heart, she had already roasted Xiao Nanqing up and down! Every time he saw her, he couldn’t resist a few sarcastic remarks; this is a sickness that needs to be treated! As soon as Xiao Nanqing finished speaking, one of the men whistled lightly at Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo squinted her eyes, standing quietly at the door watching the three of them. "Lei Yicheng." A slender, clean hand stretched out to her. Jin Jumo looked at the owner of the hand. The features were deep, and the contours were pronounced, typically rugged looks, though his gaze on her was gentle, but the brutality in his eyes was undeniable. Such a man, at a glance, you can tell is not easy to mess with. But compared to Xiao Nanqing and the other man who whistled at her, this was much better. "Hello, Jin Jumo." Jin Jumo extended her hand, naturally and confidently extending her hand. Lei Yicheng only lightly grasped Jin Jumo’s hand before letting go like a gentleman. "Little Ju Zi, call me brother." As soon as he said that, Xiao Nanqing gave a laugh, mischievously eyeing Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo glared at Xiao Nanqing impatiently, and then looked at the man who had whistled at her earlier. This man had an innocent-looking baby face, but his eyes were full of mischievousness, completely wasting his charming baby face. From the corner of her eye, she saw a handsome figure walking out from inside, Jin Jumo’s almond eyes flickered, and she smiled, softly calling out, "Oppa." "Oh my." Gu Yan exaggeratedly covered his chest, looking as if he had been charmed, "Tsk tsk tsk, this sweet little voice, it’s killing me. Come on, call me Oppa again for Brother to hear." Oppa, your exaggerated acting could really land you a role in a Korean drama. "Oppa." "Eh..." Gu Yan’s excited voice suddenly trailed off midway, this voice suddenly became rougher... Gu Yan slowly opened his eyes, only to see Rong Mochen’s cold, sculpted figure standing beside Jin Jumo at some point, one long arm possessively wrapped around Jin Jumo’s waist, his dark black eyes staring at Gu Yan with a deep, quiet look, the corner of his mouth curled in a cold smile that sent chills down one’s spine. Gu Yan gasped, instantly behaving as docile as possible, looking seriously at Rong Mochen, saying, "Boss Rong, I think joking with Little Ju Zi like this isn’t quite appropriate." Jin Jumo twitched her lips, already seeing Xiao Nanqing and Lei Yicheng turning their faces away, holding back laughter. Rong Mochen coldly laughed, thin lips coldly spitting out one word, "Roll." "Eh." Gu Yan didn’t say another word and rolled away smoothly. Xiao Nanqing and Lei Yicheng watched Gu Yan’s defeated back with glee, both laughed out loud. Rong Mochen squinted his eyes, staring heavily at Xiao Nanqing and Lei Yicheng. Lei Yicheng raised his hands, "Okay, okay, I’ll leave too." Then, Lei Yicheng and Xiao Nanqing also left one after another. As soon as the three left, Jin Jumo immediately felt the pressure. Licking her lips, Jin Jumo slightly raised her head to look at Rong Mochen, the first thing she saw was the man’s firm Adam’s apple. Rong Mochen lowered his well-defined chin, his deep black eyes coldly staring at Jin Jumo, "Gu Yan’s all talk, why bother with him." Gu Yan? Was that the baby face just now? Jin Jumo blinked, "Isn’t he Mr. Rong’s friend?" "Not anymore," Rong Mochen’s tone was steady. Though knowing he’s just speaking words, Jin Jumo still broke out in a sweat.