Chapter 78: No One Can Stop Me (1)

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: No One Can Stop Me (1) Don’t mention men. Even Jin Jumo couldn’t bear to see it right now. Rong Mochen didn’t spare Tang Ruan a glance, he looked at Jin Jumo, "Let’s go." Jin Jumo quickly nodded, also nodding to Tang Ruan and Rong Sinan, and then followed Rong Mochen out. Watching Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo walk out of the villa. Pain flickered in Rong Sinan’s eyes, but he didn’t look at Tang Ruan. He turned around and dragged his slightly lame left leg up to the second floor. Tang Ruan bit her lip, trembling, as she looked at Rong Sinan’s stiff back, "I’m sorry." Rong Sinan paused, not looking back, "You don’t need to apologize to me, it’s me... who should apologize to you and Mochen." After speaking, Rong Sinan quickened his steps and headed upstairs. Tang Ruan watched as the door to the second-floor study closed, unable to hold back her tears as they burst forth. Inside the Spyker car, the silence was only broken by the whooshing sound of tires skimming over the ground. Jin Jumo sat upright in the passenger seat, her back pressed straight against the seatback, breathing cautiously. Although someone’s expression seemed unchanged from before, Jin Jumo felt a deep-seated fear, so as soon as she got in the car, she didn’t dare say a word. "Heading back to school?" Rong Mochen suddenly spoke, his voice low and calm. "Yes." Jin Jumo replied softly. Rong Mochen glanced at Jin Jumo, seeing her upper body straighten like a stiff stick, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Are you very nervous?" "Ah?" Jin Jumo was startled, then promptly shook her head, "No, I’m not nervous." "If you’re not nervous, why are you sitting so straight?" Rong Mochen coldly stared at her, his sharp gaze seeming to pierce through Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo’s mouth twitched, and she scooted forward, letting her back slide down from the seatback a bit. Though not as stiff as before, she still appeared very tense. Rong Mochen’s eyebrows knitted tightly, and his thin lips pursed tight. Jin Jumo touched her neck, saying, "Mr. Rong, you really don’t need to take me all the way back. Just let me off at the nearby subway or bus station." "Are you planning to sneak back?" "... What?" "Do you have money?" Rong Mochen stared at Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo’s ears turned red, and she hesitantly spoke, "Mr. Rong, could you lend me a little?" "No." Rong Mochen frowned tightly. "... I don’t need much, just ten bucks." Jin Jumo said quietly, her face already flushed bright red. "I don’t have any." "... You’re so wealthy, you say you don’t have money, who would believe that?" Jin Jumo bit her lower lip, her peach blossom eyes darting cautiously at him. Rong Mochen’s eyes twitched slightly, and he lightly pursed his thin lips, "I don’t have the habit of bringing money when I go out." Jin Jumo’s cheek twitched slightly. Indeed. Why would a big boss need to carry money, isn’t using a card more convenient? "Oh." Jin Jumo frowned in disappointment, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Mr. Rong, could I borrow your phone for a bit?" Rong Mochen glanced at her but didn’t speak. Jin Jumo awkwardly touched her nose, "I’ll call my friend to come pick me up." "Your friend doesn’t have to work?" Rong Mochen looked intently at her. "... Today is the weekend, shouldn’t need to work." Jin Jumo answered unconfidently. After all, Jian Liangtong’s job doesn’t have the fixed hours of an ordinary white-collar job. Several minutes passed, but Rong Mochen still hadn’t handed his phone to Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo glanced at him a few times, too embarrassed to ask again. She sighed inwardly and turned to look out the car window. Although she had just experienced a thrilling kidnapping and was almost sold to Vietnam by Han Feng, Jin Jumo didn’t have a psychological shadow from it; perhaps it was because she had been through much more cruel and desperate things, so this seemed insignificant to her. On the contrary, knowing that the one-year agreement with Rong Mochen was coming to an end made her feel an unprecedented sense of relief and comfort. West Gate of G University. It’s the weekend, and many students were coming in and out of the campus gate, and the sleek and luxurious Spyker was not common in the eyes of the student crowd. So, once the Spyker slid in, it immediately attracted numerous eyes. Jin Jumo glanced out the car window, thanks to Jian Liangtong, quite a few people knew her at G University. Previously, when she was picked up by Rong Mochen’s exclusive driver, it was always at night or near dusk. And this was the first time being dropped off in such a prominent car in broad daylight. If anyone who knew her saw her getting out of such a car, her ears wouldn’t have peace for the last few months at G University. Before getting out, Jin Jumo sneakily raised the collar of her coat, nestled her neck into her clothes while looking in the rearview mirror, feeling somewhat concealed and less likely to be recognized, she turned to Rong Mochen, "Mr. Rong, thank you for bringing me back." Rong Mochen looked at the "fully armed" Jin Jumo, his dark eyebrows lowered. "Mr. Rong, I’ll go now." Jin Jumo said after waiting a bit, realizing Rong Mochen had nothing to say. Rong Mochen stared at her indifferently, suddenly reached out and grasped the hand Jin Jumo had placed on her collar. Jin Jumo’s eyebrows jumped in surprise, she looked at him in astonishment, "Mr. Rong?" "The finance department told me you returned that ten million?" Rong Mochen half-squinted his eyes. She hadn’t expected him to suddenly bring this up. Jin Jumo slightly parted her lips and smiled, "Mr. Rong has already given me enough, if I shamelessly kept that money, it would be too greedy." "Are you sure you’re not worried about being entangled with me again because of that ten million?" Rong Mochen kept a calm, cold tone as he stared at her. He always had a way of piercing through to the heart of the matter with such accuracy. Jin Jumo couldn’t maintain her composure, "How could Mr. Rong think that? Haha." The day after he transferred her the ten million, she went to the bank and transferred it back. Ten million wasn’t a small amount; if she had really taken the money, she herself would feel guilty. Moreover, she was indeed worried about getting entangled with him again because of this ten million. After learning that Gu Yan and Lei Yicheng were involved in espionage and the underworld, she was immensely relieved she hadn’t greedily kept the money. Rong Mochen coldly watched Jin Jumo, speaking slowly, "I gave you that money, so it’s yours. You don’t need to worry about me forcing you into anything over ten million." "Mr. Rong is a gentleman, of course, he wouldn’t trouble a young lady." Jin Jumo looked at him with a sincere expression. Rong Mochen sneered, suddenly pinching Jin Jumo’s lightly raised chin with his long fingers, his handsome face leaned in closely, bringing their breaths within reach of each other. Jin Jumo’s eyelash fluttered. "After all, if I truly wanted to do something, no one could stop me." She thought accompanying him to the Rong Family villa was already considered paying back the favor! "Aren’t you getting out, or are you wanting to spend more time with me?" Rong Mochen made a motion as if to press down again. Jin Jumo’s eyes almost rolled to the roof, she suddenly pushed him away, decisively opened the car door, got out, hunched her shoulders, and ran towards the school without looking back. Rong Mochen watched Jin Jumo’s angry back, looking in the rearview mirror at his own lips, his dark eyes quickly flashed with a hint of shadow. Jin Jumo took the dormitory key from the administrator. She opened the dorm room door, only to find Jian Liangtong sitting like a wooden stump on her chair, surprised, "Liang Tong, you didn’t go to work today?" Hearing the voice, Jian Liangtong slowly turned her head, and upon seeing Jin Jumo standing at the dormitory door, she suddenly burst into tears and jumped from the chair, fiercely hugging Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo, being suddenly bumped, staggered slightly backward a few steps before stabilizing, then she held Jian Liangtong’s shoulder, amused and helpless, "Crying like this, are you happy or unhappy that I’m back?" Jian Liangtong, angry, gave Jin Jumo a light punch on the back, "You scared me to death!" To avoid disturbing other dormitory students, Jin Jumo said, "I’m really thirsty, can I get a cup of water first?" "..." Jian Liangtong sniffled, raised her head and looked at Jin Jumo, obediently stepping aside.