Chapter 89: Is My Daughter in Your Belly Behaving Herself?

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: Is My Daughter in Your Belly Behaving Herself? Don’t say that. Jin Jumo was actually a bit moved by his words. Licking her lower lip, Jin Jumo’s sparkling eyes fluttered guiltily, "I do like money, but too much money isn’t a good thing." Rong Mochen stared at Jin Jumo’s flickering eyes, a hint of a smile crossing his dark eyes, his thin lips curling slightly, "What’s wrong with having too much money?" Jin Jumo blinked and thought for a moment, "It can make people greedy." "..." Rong Mochen was silent. "After having money, you start wanting other things," Jin Jumo said softly. "What do you want?" Rong Mochen gazed at Jin Jumo, asking gently. Jin Jumo’s eyes suddenly seemed distant, her lips curled, "Dreams, love, freedom... peace." Rong Mochen’s dark eyes flickered slightly, staring at Jin Jumo’s young and beautiful face, "Wanting everything does seem a bit greedy." Jin Jumo’s eyes moved slightly, the smile on her lips deepened, "So, one must learn to choose and let go in life, otherwise, in the end, you might not hold onto anything." Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo for a while, suddenly reached out, and ruffled her hair, "You’re only twenty and already talking like an old soul?" "Ha, Mr. Rong even knows about chicken soup?" Jin Jumo said with a smile, seemingly forgetting that she was still being pinned in place by someone. Rong Mochen’s lips curved slightly, his dark eyes lowered, staring at her belly, his large hand on her waist moved along her waistline, up from the side of her chest, finally stopping at her abdomen. The scorching heat from his palm seeped through her clothes, Jin Jumo’s nerves suddenly tensed up, her taohua eyes shrinking, suppressing the unease and guilt-induced panic in her heart, she looked at Rong Mochen with a faint smile, "Mr. Rong, the contract clearly stated that our agreement expired last week. "So?" Rong Mochen didn’t lift his head, his large hand still gently massaging around Jin Jumo’s belly. This kind of behavior was undeniably strange, and given Jin Jumo’s guilt, it’s inevitable that she would overthink. Swallowing hard, Jin Jumo couldn’t help clenching her molars, staring at Rong Mochen, "So, Mr. Rong, are you messing around now?" Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow slightly, his large palm suddenly stopping at the center of Jin Jumo’s abdomen, his dark eyes slowly lifted, deeply gazing at Jin Jumo, his voice as indifferent and solemn as ever, "Is my daughter behaving inside you?" "Not even two months yet, and you already know it’s a daughter..." Her voice suddenly cutting off, Jin Jumo’s taohua eyes widened in shock, trembling as they fixated on Rong Mochen’s stern face, her voice trembling, "Mr. Rong, what, what do you mean, daughter..." He knows? Does he know? But, how is that possible? She hadn’t told him, and besides, she thought she had concealed it well... Rong Mochen could clearly feel the small woman’s body in front of him trembling violently due to nervousness. Silently watching her long lashes flutter incessantly, Rong Mochen’s thin lips suddenly moved closer, placing a kiss on her trembling brow. On the black sofa, Jin Jumo held a cup of hot water, her slender white fingers still trembling, her shoulders hunched low, her uneasy taohua eyes glancing occasionally at the man sitting beside her. In fact, it had been half an hour since Jin Jumo found out that Rong Mochen knew about her pregnancy. But the shock for Jin Jumo hadn’t subsided. "If I hadn’t discovered it, what were you planning to do?" Rong Mochen’s voice was inexplicably cold. Jin Jumo’s mind went blank, hearing his words, her ears twitched, she took a nervous sip of water from her cup, after a while, she spoke in a barely audible voice, "I don’t know." Of course, she didn’t dare to say that she actually wanted to keep the child. Because she wasn’t sure how he would react to the child in her belly. What if he wanted her to get rid of it? At this thought, Jin Jumo’s belly tightened sharply, her heart clenched as well. "You don’t know?" Rong Mochen coolly stared at her, "Wasn’t your last trip to the hospital for an abortion?" Last time... Jin Jumo’s eyes widened, suddenly recalling the incident where the doctor left abruptly just as the surgery was about to start. A chilling thought streaked through her mind. Could it be, at that time, he already knew she was pregnant? But if he knew back then, why only mention it now? Jin Jumo suspiciously glanced at Rong Mochen, "Was it Mr. Rong’s idea for the doctor to leave midway?" Rong Mochen pursed his lips, not answering Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo, however, understood, her heart in turmoil. This man was truly terrifying. Clearly having long known everything, yet pretending ignorance on the surface while manipulating everything behind the scenes. Thinking she could outsmart him, she probably appeared as nothing more than a laughable, foolish clown in his eyes. Suddenly, Jin Jumo felt a wave of anger. Frowning as she looked at Rong Mochen, "Since Mr. Rong knew from the start, why mention it only now?" Rong Mochen stared at Jin Jumo’s questioning face, slightly furrowing his brows, "If someone goes to great lengths to hide it, wouldn’t they be disappointed if I said something from the beginning?" "..." Jin Jumo was instantly speechless by his light yet full-of-mockery words, avoiding his gaze, she silently bowed her head. Rong Mochen gave her a faint sidelong glance, "If the doctor hadn’t left midway, would you have already killed my child!" Kill... Jin Jumo suddenly bit her lip, instinctively covering her belly, as if fearing such words would be heard by the little one inside. Her face flushed crimson, raising her eyes, she stole a resentful glance at Rong Mochen, "Even if Mr. Rong hadn’t notified the hospital, I ultimately wouldn’t have gone through with the surgery!" "Lies!" Rong Mochen mercilessly sneered coldly. Jin Jumo glared at him angrily, "I didn’t! I know I definitely wouldn’t have gone through with that surgery!" "You even signed the papers, what more is there to say!" Rong Mochen ridiculed coldly. "..." Jin Jumo’s lips trembled, once again at a loss for words, who made her sign the papers! Rong Mochen shot a side glance at Jin Jumo’s sullen little face, his thin lips barely twitching before returning to their cold state, quietly staring at Jin Jumo, "Would you really not kill her?" "..." The vexation in Jin Jumo’s heart was almost bursting her belly, her cheeks twitched, "Mr. Rong, can, can you not use... the word kill." It’s really harsh! Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow slightly, "Is there a difference?" Jin Jumo pressed her lips straight, unable to argue, lowering her long lashes silently. Rong Mochen squinted his eyes, watching Jin Jumo for a moment, then stood up, walked to the desk, picked up the document Jin Jumo had thrown, and returned to her side. Placing the document on the long table in front of Jin Jumo, Rong Mochen looked at her blandly, "Now, can you take a good look at this document?" Jin Jumo glanced at the document, her brow furrowing slightly. So, the reason he suddenly proposed to marry her was because he knew she was carrying his child. Jin Jumo furrowed her brows deeply, looking at Rong Mochen, her taohua eyes filled with doubt, "Mr. Rong, just because I’m pregnant, you want to marry me?" "I don’t want my child to be born without legitimacy or recognition." Rong Mochen’s eyes narrowed, all emotions in his eyes shielded beneath his thick lashes. However, Jin Jumo’s heart was fiercely moved by his words, her throat slightly choking. Back then, one of the reasons Liang Yi sent her to the welfare home was because her father was unknown. Liang Yi was an ambitious woman, she couldn’t possibly give up the life she wanted because of her, so the only way was to send her away. She had thought her emotions would never again be stirred by Liang Yi, but at this moment, Jin Jumo still felt her eyes slightly raw, lowering her head, after a while, she said softly, "Is it worth sacrificing your marriage for a sudden child?"