Chapter 70: Nothing More Than Mutual Need

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Nothing More Than Mutual Need Jin Jumo’s expression froze for a moment. After a while, she looked up at Ying Jingyao and said, "I’ll think about it." Ying Jingyao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Alright. I’ll wait for your response." "Ju Zi." The voice of Jian Liangtong came from outside the hospital room before she herself arrived. Jin Jumo squeezed her fingertips, released Jin Jiancheng’s hand, and turned to look at Jian Liangtong walking in, "Miss Jian, this is a hospital. If you’re too loud, you might get kicked out." "Who dares to kick me out?" Jian Liangtong snorted softly, casually placed her bag on the bedside table, and obediently looked at Jin Jiancheng on the bed, "Grandpa Jin, Xiaotong is here to see you. Are you happy?" Jin Jumo smiled, "You know how much Grandpa likes you; of course he’s happy to see you." "Of course, everyone loves me, and flowers wilt when they see me. Who wouldn’t like me?" "I understand everyone loves you, but what does it mean that flowers wilt when they see you?" Jin Jumo knew the meaning but wanted to see how vain she could be. "Who can match my beauty? The flowers feel ashamed by it and wilt." Jian Liangtong said, bashfully covering her face. Jin Jumo shook her head, unable to take it, "Where’s your shame?" "Humph, you’re just jealous and envious!" Jian Liangtong pouted. Jin Jumo curled her lips, stood up, and picked up their bags, "Let’s go, the girl who makes me jealous and envious. Time to eat." "Grandpa Jin, Xiaotong will come to see you another day." After saying this, Jian Liangtong linked arms with Jin Jumo and left the hospital. "At most half a month. Before then, handle what I’ve instructed you." "Yes, young master." After hanging up the phone, Ying Jingyao turned his head, his eyes coldly looking at the fully armed woman standing in his office, "Is there a problem?" "Are you so sure that she will agree to go to the UK with you?" The woman’s voice carried a hint of mockery and unwillingness. "Whether she agrees or not is between her and me." Ying Jingyao frowned slightly, his handsome face showing impatience. "Even if she agrees to go to the UK with you, do you think the Ying Family will accept her and agree to you being together?" The woman clenched her fists, her chin slightly raised, holding onto a semblance of pride. Ying Jingyao’s eyes turned cold, "She only needs to be by my side; I’ll take care of any obstacles." You will handle it? The woman’s face turned pale, but she laughed coldly, "Should I admire her or feel sorry for her?" Ying Jingyao’s brows furrowed tightly, his usual gentle face showing no hint of humility, darkly staring at the woman, his voice low but dangerous, "Yinluo, you’re talking too much." Yu Yinluo’s complexion changed, biting her lower lip fiercely, her beautiful eyes shining with stubbornness as she looked at Ying Jingyao, "Jingyao, do you really like her that much?" "Yes." Ying Jingyao’s tone was firm. "..." Instantly, two streams of tears fell from Yu Yinluo’s eyes. She clenched her fists, trying not to sob as she stared at the cold-faced Ying Jingyao, "What about me? What about me?" "Between us, it’s just mutual need." Ying Jingyao’s tone was cold. Mutual need? What a phrase: mutual need! Yu Yinluo felt as if her heart was being pulled out and fried in hot oil, beyond what "pain" could describe. Do you like her that much? Fine, great! Yu Yinluo calmly wiped the tears from her face, stood straight, and left the office. Ying Jingyao watched Yu Yinluo’s back, his thin lips tightening slightly. Jin Jumo and Jian Liangtong ate dinner outside and then strolled towards the school. Unexpectedly, upon arriving at the west gate, several burly men suddenly appeared from nowhere and rushed towards Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo didn’t have time to react before her nose was hit, causing her to lose consciousness. Jian Liangtong was still in a dazed state, watching Jin Jumo being roughly carried onto a black bus. She let out a breath and sprinted after them. The incident happened so suddenly that Jian Liangtong could only chase and couldn’t utter a word, tears streaming down. But two legs can’t outrun four wheels. Soon, the car disappeared from Jian Liangtong’s sight. "Ah..." Jian Liangtong finally cried out, feeling completely weak. Standing on the street, helplessness filled her nerves as she shakily took out her phone, not knowing whom to call. Once the call connected, she broke down crying, "Wah, Ju Zi, wah wah..." Never had she experienced something like this before. In the past, Jian Liangtong couldn’t even imagine it happening. Now, the bold girl was sobbing uncontrollably. "Where are you?" The cold male voice from the phone responded in tension. "Ju Zi, wah... wah..." "Dammit, where are you? What happened?" The man shouted. "..." Jian Liangtong’s ears rang from the suddenness, her tear-filled eyes gaining a bit of clarity as her lips trembled, glancing around aimlessly, "I-I’m near the school, please hurry, hurry..." "Wait for me!" Within minutes, Huo Shaojun arrived, wearing a simple black loungewear, without any disguise, directly rushing towards the woman sobbing on the ground. "Tongtong." Huo Shaojun took a breath, his tall figure squatting before her, his cold eyes looking tensely at the tear-stained woman. "Brother, Brother..." Jian Liangtong threw herself into Huo Shaojun’s embrace, like a helpless child clutching tightly to a lifeline, holding onto his neck. The words "Brother" made Huo Shaojun’s temple veins bulge. How long had it been since she called him "Brother" so dependently? Huo Shaojun held her tight, his large hand gently stroking her long hair, his thin lips soothingly touching her brow, his voice hoarse, "Tongtong, be good. Brother is here. Tell Brother what happened, okay?" "Wah wah... Ju Zi, Ju Zi was taken away. Those people were so fierce, I couldn’t catch up. What do I do?" Jian Liangtong clutched Huo Shaojun’s shoulder, her speech incoherent. Ju Zi? Her friend? Huo Shaojun tightened his lips, cradling the limp woman, carrying her towards the Range Rover parked by the roadside. "Oh my, that’s Huo Shaojun?" "OMG, Huo Shaojun, it’s really Huo Shaojun..." "Who’s the woman he’s holding?" "My idol, my idol, I’m going to faint." "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Due to Huo Shaojun’s arrival, the once quiet street began to draw a crowd, with some fervent fans attempting to block Huo Shaojun. Yet throughout, Huo Shaojun seemed unaware of the commotion caused by his appearance, his cold gaze focused solely on the panicked woman clinging to him. Once inside the car, Huo Shaojun carefully placed Jian Liangtong in the passenger seat, swept his cold gaze over the crowd pressing closer outside, furrowed his dark eyebrows, rolled up the window, and locked the car doors. Jian Liangtong, deeply shocked, sat in the car trembling, very uneasy. Huo Shaojun turned up the heat, lovingly ruffling Jian Liangtong’s hair, then calmly took out his phone to report the incident to the police. Within ten minutes, the police arrived at the school. Given Jian Liangtong’s unstable emotions, they accessed nearby street surveillance before taking Jian Liangtong and Huo Shaojun to the police station for statements. With the police shielding them, Huo Shaojun managed to smoothly leave the school vicinity despite being surrounded by fans. Police Station. "Miss Jian, what was the situation at the time?" The plainclothes officer asked, looking at Jian Liangtong across the desk. "Ju Zi and I were heading towards school after dinner. Just as we reached the gates, those people rushed over, and I couldn’t react." Jian Liangtong confessed hoarsely, her hands clenched.