Chapter 87: Rong Mochen: Guarding Against Me This Much? (3)

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Rong Mochen: Guarding Against Me This Much? (3) Finally tearing her gaze away from Rong Mochen, and looking at Jin Jumo again, his alluring face surprisingly made Jin Jumo knock a bit of envy and jealousy into the open. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Rong Mochen stopped on the stairs, squinting and staring somberly at them. Jin Jumo gritted her teeth, directly grabbing Jian Liangtong by the arm to "drag" her away. Jin Jumo managed to push the stunned Jian Liangtong towards Rong Mochen, yet found that Rong Mochen had no intention of moving forward. Jin Jumo frowned in confusion, looking up at him. Rong Mochen’s dark eyes landed on Jian Liangtong’s face, uncertain if he recognized her, his expression unchanged, "Could you wait a moment in the living room?" Before Jin Jumo could speak, Jian Liangtong, as if under a spell, nodded like a pecking chick. Jin Jumo’s face immediately darkened. Regardless of whether Rong Mochen was watching, Jin Jumo, with her back to him, gritted her teeth and glared at Jian Liangtong: who was the one boasting about coming with her to protect her. Jian Liangtong, with a blushing face, glanced at Jin Jumo before staring dreamily at Rong Mochen, softly saying, "Big boss, I didn’t expect us to meet again so soon, hehe." Again... Jin Jumo turned back in surprise to look at Rong Mochen, then looked at Jian Liangtong, lowering her voice to ask, "You’ve met before? When?" "It was the day someone’s friend got drunk at the KTV after a breakup." Before Jian Liangtong could respond, a cold voice drifted over from behind her ear. "..." Jin Jumo’s face froze, her back straightening. "Whose friend got drunk after a breakup?" Jian Liangtong said in confusion, curiously looking at Rong Mochen. Rong Mochen’s thin lips pressed into a line, his deep dark eyes quietly staring at Jin Jumo. "Uh..." Seeing Rong Mochen looking at Jin Jumo, Jian Liangtong assumed he was referring to her. She knitted her delicate brows, staring at Jin Jumo in confusion, "Ju Zi, you have another friend besides me who’s this close?" Initially a question, her tone turned into a huffy interrogation. Jin Jumo looked at Jian Liangtong sorrowfully, her mind echoing with one thought: Not fearing god-like foes, but fearing that peculiar teammates! "Ju Zi..." "Liang Tong." Jin Jumo’s voice was weak, abandoning any hope she had of her protecting her this evening, "Wait for me downstairs." "..." Jian Liangtong blinked and shifted her gaze to Rong Mochen, seemingly needing his approval. Jin Jumo immediately felt as if she had been "betrayed" by her best friend! Rong Mochen said nothing, merely nodding faintly. Jian Liangtong quickly nodded with a smile, "Alright, I’ll wait for you downstairs... Big boss, may I take a tour of your villa?" "Feel free." Rong Mochen replied coolly. Study. Rong Mochen sat coldly in the office chair, his slender and fair hands slightly clasped, looking steadily at Jin Jumo, who maintained a ten-meter distance after entering the room. "Mr. Rong, what needs to be done to terminate the contract?" As he didn’t speak after a long time, Jin Jumo had to ask. Rong Mochen frowned, his innate dignity and long-standing authority making even a slight frown appear commanding and inviolable. Yet his voice remained clear and cold, as if nothing could shake him, steady as a mountain, "Do I need to call a few police officers to accompany you?" "..." Jin Jumo was stunned. "Otherwise you won’t dare to come near me." Rong Mochen sneered lightly. Jin Jumo’s mouth twitched, realizing she was indeed ridiculously far from him, she moved about five meters forward, stopping and looking at him. Rong Mochen pursed his thin lips, his stern face etched with firmness, his dark eyes cold as he stared at Jin Jumo. Seeing this, Jin Jumo hesitated before moving two more meters forward, exhaling, her clear Taohua eyes looking at Rong Mochen, "Mr. Rong, can we talk about terminating the contract now?" "No rush." Rong Mochen frowned, tossing a file onto the table, "Look at this first." "What is it?" Jin Jumo asked, but curiosity got the better of her, and she stepped forward two steps to pick up the file and flipped through it. After reading the contract, Jin Jumo’s expression was full of disbelief, her Taohua eyes filled with incredulity, she frowned at Rong Mochen, her breath unsteady, "Mr. Rong, what do you mean by this?" "What it says in the document, that’s what I mean." Rong Mochen stood up, his towering 6’3" height rising like a mountain. Jin Jumo had to lift her head to look at him, catching her breath, "Mr. Rong, I think you definitely took the wrong document." Rong Mochen stared directly at her, his deep cold gaze seeming to pierce the heart. And that look told Jin Jumo that he did not take the wrong document. The contents of the document really meant what he wanted! Jin Jumo’s expression broke down instantly, mainly surprised, unable to control it, she took a deep breath, a hint of a baffling smile appearing at the corners of her lips as she looked at Rong Mochen, "Mr. Rong, you want to marry me?" "Is there a problem?" Rong Mochen’s tone was calm, as if "marriage" to him was really just a document that needed signing... That’s all. Jin Jumo found it so unbelievable that she laughed, her long lashes trembling too, "Mr. Rong, may I ask why?" Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo, "Does marriage need a reason?" That question genuinely stumped Jin Jumo. After experiencing intense emotions for over ten minutes, she gradually calmed down. Jin Jumo curled the corners of her lips, smiling as she looked at Rong Mochen, eyes like an adult looking at a mischievous child. Rong Mochen couldn’t help but frown deeply. Placing the file back on the table, Jin Jumo leisurely took out the contract from her bag, "Mr. Rong, at first I thought the contract would automatically become invalid after the term. Since Mr. Rong thinks it should be more formal. Why don’t we destroy that contract face to face, to have a termination process, what do you think?" Rong Mochen pursed his thin lips, "You’re unwilling to marry me?" Jin Jumo seemed not to hear him, "Mr. Rong, do you want to tear up the contract now?" Rong Mochen’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, suddenly taking long strides around the desk, moving directly towards Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo’s heart suddenly tightened, her legs instinctively stepping back. Rong Mochen pressed forward step by step, until Jin Jumo could retreat no more, trapped between his arms and the wall behind her. Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered, promptly saying sensibly, "Mr. Rong, you’re like an orchid in jade, I feel I am not worthy of Mr. Rong." "That reason isn’t enough to convince me." Rong Mochen looked down at Jin Jumo, his warm breath slowly descending from above, Jin Jumo felt even the fine hairs on her scalp stand on end. "Ordinary families emphasize social status, let alone someone with a family background like Mr. Rong." Jin Jumo whispered. "Don’t underestimate yourself, just one point, you entering the Rong Family is more than enough." Rong Mochen was silent for a moment, when he spoke, his voice was faint, seemingly with a bit of consolation. "Mr. Rong..." Jin Jumo’s voice carried a sobbing tone, hoarse and struggling, forcing the words out. "Mr. Rong, what do you mean now?" Jin Jumo’s slender body trembled slightly, her misty eyes shyly looking at Rong Mochen. "What do you mean you don’t understand me?" "Mr. Rong, must you tease me?" "Tease?" Rong Mochen murmured, his cold lips pursed, a sneer, "Marriage for me isn’t a big deal, but it’s not trivial either, I wouldn’t joke about marriage, much less use it to tease you."