Chapter 76: What a Rare Sight (1)

Chapter 76: Chapter 76: What a Rare Sight (1) Picking up the cerise bra, Jin Jumo checked the size; it was exactly her size. Her ears reddened slightly, and Jin Jumo raised her hand to pat them, quickly changing into the clothes. An orange knitted dress set paired with an ankle-length dark blue coat. The dress was a sheath, with a length below the knees. The two exposed sections of her calves appeared even more luminous and fair under the radiant orange, bright and translucent against the light. Although Jin Jumo usually preferred jeans, she did not have an aversion to dresses. Besides, which girl wouldn’t love a beautiful dress? Jin Jumo pressed her lips tightly, quickly shook her head again, and turned on the tap to wash her face with cold water. When she finished washing her face and was about to leave, her eyes unconsciously swept across the mirror, and her gaze froze. She touched her left cheek with one hand. Last night, when Han Feng slapped her, he used almost all his strength. She felt her left cheek swell up immediately, but within a single night, the swelling had gone down. Her eyes flickered slightly; last night, she was just bothered by the itchiness on her face, completely ignoring whatever Rong Mochen had said. Thinking back now, he seemed to have said he had just applied medicine on her... So, the itchiness on her face was due to the effect of that medicine. Jin Jumo furrowed her brow imperceptibly, stared at her left cheek in the mirror for a while before turning and walking out of the bathroom. When Jin Jumo came out of the bathroom, Rong Mochen was no longer in the bedroom. Glancing at the messy bed she had slept in, Jin Jumo hesitated for a moment, walked over, shook out the messy blankets and straightened them out. Looking at the bed, now tidy and as if no one had ever slept in it, Jin Jumo was satisfied and left the bedroom. Walking out of the bedroom, and looking down from the second floor, she saw Rong Mochen had already changed clothes and was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a newspaper. Perhaps hearing the sound from upstairs, he slightly raised his dark eyes to look up. "Mr. Rong." Jin Jumo quickly greeted with a smile. Rong Mochen sipped at the corner of his mouth, his dark eyes scanned Jin Jumo up and down, then calmly returned his gaze to the newspaper, "Finished packing?" he asked. Jin Jumo replied as she descended the spiral staircase, "All done." Rong Mochen paused his hand with the newspaper, then placed it on the coffee table in front of him. With a lean and handsome posture, he stood up slowly from the sofa and looked at Jin Jumo, "Then let’s go." Jin Jumo was taken aback, thinking he was going to personally take her back to school, hastily said, "Mr. Rong, you don’t need to send me, I can take a taxi back by myself." She paused and added, "It’s broad daylight now, there shouldn’t be any issues." Rong Mochen furrowed his brow, glanced at Jin Jumo indifferently, "Did I say I was taking you back to school?" "..." Her face turned red in an instant. Jin Jumo awkwardly laughed, "Oh." "Come with me to a place," Rong Mochen suddenly said, staring at Jin Jumo. "..." Jin Jumo hadn’t yet recovered from the embarrassment of being "self-indulgent," and her eyes went blank, "Where are we going?" "Beisheng," Rong Mochen replied. Beisheng... Rong Sinan’s place? Jin Jumo recalled the last time Rong Sinan casually invited her to visit, hesitated, and said tactfully, "Mr. Rong is going home, I don’t need to... accompany you, right?" Besides, it shouldn’t be her accompanying him anyway! "Big Brother called specifically this morning to tell me to be sure to take you to the Beisheng Family home. I already agreed," Rong Mochen said calmly. He agreed, not her! Of course, such words were not something Jin Jumo could say in front of him. After all, his status was leagues above hers, even though they no longer had a contract to bind them, he was not someone she could afford to offend. Moreover, he saved her last night! "Mr. Rong’s big brother is gentle and understanding. Even if you didn’t bring me, I believe he wouldn’t blame you," Jin Jumo’s underlying message was clear: I don’t want to go! Rong Mochen furrowed his long brows, his deep dark eyes fixed on Jin Jumo, "I never break my word when it comes to him." So just because he doesn’t want to break his promise to his big brother, he has to force her? Jin Jumo was bursting with complaints in her heart and muttered, "But I already told my friend..." "So, I saved you last night for nothing, is that it?" Rong Mochen suddenly interrupted Jin Jumo, a mocking tone in his voice. "..." Jin Jumo... had nothing to say. "If you really don’t want to go, I won’t force you. Just consider that I..." "I’ll go." After all, she owed him a "monumental" favor! Around one o’clock in the afternoon, Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo arrived at the Beisheng Rong Family villa. As soon as the car slid into the villa, a hearty, appealing male voice came from the front. "You’ve finally arrived." Jin Jumo looked out from the front of the car and saw Rong Sinan standing at the entrance of the villa, wearing a black coat and pants, just as warm and kind as when they first met. Rong Mochen had already gotten out of the car when Rong Sinan spoke. He then walked around the front of the car and opened the car door for Jin Jumo, while gentlemanly raising a hand above the car top. His dark gaze, lacking its usual coldness, held a trace of warmth, "Careful." The fact that he personally came to open the car door for her was enough to make her feel "pampered," let alone speaking to her in such a gentle tone. Jin Jumo felt a surge of emotions overwhelming her heart. At this moment, Rong Sinan’s amiable voice came floating over again, "It’s really rare that even our Mochen has learned to be a gentleman to a girl." Jin Jumo could certainly detect the teasing in his words. Her face flushed halfway through, and she looked at Rong Mochen, only to find him still gazing at her, causing Jin Jumo to shiver slightly, her eyelashes drooping as she looked down and got out of the car. As soon as she alighted, a long arm gently wrapped around her waist. Jin Jumo felt her spine tingle as she looked toward the man with a faint smile on his lips beside her. Rong Mochen gave Jin Jumo a "gentle" look and then turned to Rong Sinan standing by the door. Seeing him look over, Rong Sinan’s smile deepened, and he gestured toward him with a feigned helplessness. "Miss Jin, welcome." As Jin Jumo approached, Rong Sinan extended an inviting hand to her respectfully. Jin Jumo smiled generously and held out her hand. Rong Sinan only gave a light grip before quickly letting go, "Lunch is ready. Just waiting for you two, come on in." Jin Jumo looked at Rong Mochen. "Why are you looking at me?" Rong Mochen reached out to ruffle Jin Jumo’s hair. Jin Jumo’s face twitched, feeling goosebumps all over. Why did she feel that Rong Mochen seemed like a completely different person in front of his big brother? "Mochen..." Just as Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen stepped into the villa, a gentle and soft female voice showered over them. Jin Jumo looked at the woman in casual attire and nodded slightly at her. When Tang Ruan saw Jin Jumo by Rong Mochen’s side, her voice paused, and she softly curved her lips, "Miss Jin, you’re here." "Ruan Ruan, is the food on the table yet?" Rong Sinan seemed to be in a good mood, striding over to Tang Ruan with a bright smile. "Slow down." Tang Ruan glanced at his slightly limping left leg, frowning, her gentle voice full of concern. Rong Sinan seemed not to mind at all, "You’re too nervous." Tang Ruan shook her head, looking rather helpless. "Mochen, Miss Jin, let’s sit down." Tang Ruan said to the two of them, "I’ll bring out the soup prepared in the kitchen." "I’ll help you." Jin Jumo seized the opportunity to free herself from Rong Mochen’s long arm wrapped around her waist and walked towards Tang Ruan. Tang Ruan gave her a smile, not declining her offer. Rong Mochen watched as Jin Jumo and Tang Ruan walked into the kitchen, his dark eyes narrowing slightly. The villa’s kitchen was European-style and spacious. Jin Jumo washed her hands, and Tang Ruan had just taken out the soup tureen. "Let me do it," Jin Jumo offered. Tang Ruan smiled, not being overly formal.