Chapter 90: You’re a Man, I’m a Woman

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: You’re a Man, I’m a Woman Rong Mochen furrowed his brow, "There’s no ’worth it’ or ’not worth it,’ only ’willing’ or ’unwilling.’" No ’worth it’ or ’not worth it,’ only ’willing’ or ’unwilling’... Back then, Liang Yi wasn’t willing to give up her prosperous life for her. And now, Rong Mochen is willing to give up his marriage for the child in her womb, not even two months along, and marry a woman he doesn’t even like... Jin Jumo fell silent. Rong Mochen slightly knitted his brows, looking calmly at Jin Jumo’s slightly cold and bitter profile, his lips slightly pressed, "I’ll give you a timeline. Three years. If you regret it and don’t want to continue the marriage with me, I can divorce you and set you free." Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered, slowly raising her head to look at him, her face etched with deep concerns, "Then after three years, if we divorce, what about the child? Who will the child go to?" "..." Rong Mochen didn’t speak, but his expression already gave Jin Jumo the answer. A trace of desolation appeared in Jin Jumo’s eyes. Yes, the child is of the Rong family, bearing his, Rong Mochen’s blood; how could he let her take the child away? Moreover, families like theirs wouldn’t allow their own flesh and blood to be left outside! By then, if she wanted to take the child away, it would be absolutely impossible! Rong Mochen stared into Jin Jumo’s disappointed eyes, "Are you sure that three years later, we will definitely divorce?" "Mr. Rong doesn’t like me. Marrying me is only to give the child a status that won’t be criticized by the world. A marriage with only responsibility and no love might last three or five years, but if it goes on longer, I’m afraid neither will be satisfied." Jin Jumo spoke softly. Rong Mochen’s handsome face took on a slight heaviness, fixing his gaze on Jin Jumo, "Are you talking about me, or yourself?" Jin Jumo paused, "Of course, I mean us." Rong Mochen’s lips drew a faint, cold smile. What did that expression mean? Jin Jumo frowned. "You only have two choices now," Rong Mochen suddenly said. Jin Jumo’s brow furrowed as she looked at him. Rong Mochen also gazed at her, his dark eyes decisive and uncompromising, "One is to marry me, then give birth to the child. Two is not to marry, but you must give birth to the child." The ruthlessness that flashed in his eyes made Jin Jumo’s heart heavy, her lips taking on a hint of paleness, "If I don’t marry you, what happens after I give birth to the child?" Didn’t he say he wanted the child to be born legitimately? Rong Mochen indifferently pressed his lips, "Finding a mother for the child isn’t difficult." "..." Jin Jumo paused momentarily, then suddenly realized the deeper meaning in his words, her face shocked, "Do you mean you want my child to call another woman ’mom’?" "What else?" Rong Mochen stared coldly at her, "If you’re unwilling to marry me, then I’ll have to find someone who is willing. Does my child not call my wife ’mother’? Should they call you instead?" "..." Jin Jumo, who was never one to endure silently, upon hearing this, jumped up from the sofa, glaring angrily at Rong Mochen, "Impossible! I will never let my child call another woman ’mom.’ If Mr. Rong insists on this, then I’d rather..." "Rather what?" Rong Mochen stood up as well, his handsome face detached and cold towards Jin Jumo, his voice low yet full of menace. "..." Jin Jumo’s throat trembled, unable to speak further, turning her face away in anger. Her shoulders were caught by powerful, broad hands, turned to face him. Jin Jumo frowned, staring resentfully into Rong Mochen’s eyes. Rong Mochen, leveraging his height advantage, looked down at her, his dark brows knitted as well, "Why are you angry with me? I haven’t denied you the right to choose." "So I can choose not to marry you, have the baby myself, and raise it on my own?" Jin Jumo’s eyes reddened with grievance. Rong Mochen tightened his brow, staring silently at Jin Jumo for a long moment before suddenly letting her go, his hands coolly slipping into his pockets, "It seems you’re more inclined towards the latter option?" Jin Jumo’s lips trembled slightly as she glanced at him, unable to suppress the feeling of grievance and distress that flooded her heart as she gazed at his rigidly determined face. With tears in her eyes, she turned her head away forcefully, her voice sounding hoarse, "Mr. Rong, you’re a man, and I’m a woman. How is it fair for you to bully me like this?" Looking at her teary lashes, a sudden stab of pain shot through Rong Mochen’s heart, so quick it was almost undetectable. Coldly pressing his lips tight, Rong Mochen once again gripped Jin Jumo’s shoulder, leaning slightly forward, his deep black eyes filled with grim determination, "Little Mo, I don’t want to bully you, but don’t push me!" "..." Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen emerged one after the other from the study, spotting Jian Liangtong sneakily craning his neck towards the study door from the spiral staircase. Seeing them come out, he almost tumbled down the stairs in fright. Jian Liangtong retreated awkwardly downstairs, scratching his head in embarrassment, blushing at Rong Mochen while ignoring the clearly distressed Jin Jumo. "Boss, did you... come to an agreement?" Jian Liangtong twisted his fingers nervously, his eyes glowing as he gazed at Rong Mochen. Rong Mochen glanced at him, nodding faintly. Just a nod from him made Jian Liangtong feel as if he’d been struck by Cupid’s arrow, the blush spreading to his neck. Jin Jumo, uninterested in watching Jian Liangtong’s lovesick display, silently headed downstairs, grabbing his hand without a word as they moved to leave the villa. "Ju Zi, why are we leaving so quickly? Didn’t you hear me talking to the boss?" Jian Liangtong wallowed, his feet glued to the floor, refusing to budge. Jin Jumo bit her lower lip, glancing at Jian Liangtong, "Should I leave first, and you can keep talking?" "..." This finally made Jian Liangtong aware of Jin Jumo’s off mood. He blinked, glancing sideways at Jin Jumo, his gaze lingering on her slightly reddened lower eyelid before he obediently fell silent. He sneaked a look back at Rong Mochen, only to find him approaching with a severe expression. Perhaps sensing Jian Liangtong’s gaze, Rong Mochen slightly raised his head, his cold eyes sweeping over. Jian Liangtong almost immediately shivered from the cold glance, hurriedly looking away, not daring to look back. As soon as they stepped outside the villa, a strong hand gripped her wrist, and Jin Jumo turned to look at Rong Mochen, her spirits low as she spoke softly, "Does Mr. Rong have any more instructions?" Rong Mochen squinted, "I’ll take you two back." "Alright..." "No need." Jin Jumo glared at Jian Liangtong, who immediately shrank his neck in guilt. "It’s a forty-minute walk just to get out of Jinming Port City, and the odds of catching a cab here are almost zero." Rong Mochen viewed Jin Jumo as he spoke calmly. Jin Jumo frowned, knowing it was hard to get a cab from here, yet he had deliberately called her over in the evening? "Wait here for me. I’ll go get the car." Rong Mochen raised his hand to brush aside a strand of Jin Jumo’s hair, his mellow voice unexpectedly carrying a hint of tenderness. Jian Liangtong’s eyes sparkled with admiration, while Jin Jumo’s lips trembled slightly, not quite used to it, she nodded, "Hmm." Watching Rong Mochen’s upright back walking away, Jian Liangtong finally withdrew his gaze, looking at Jin Jumo with excitement, "Oh my gosh, I never expected that person to be the big boss. You have no idea how my heart nearly stopped when I saw the boss come down the stairs so elegantly, ahhhh..." Jin Jumo simply watched Jian Liangtong quietly. Under Jin Jumo’s calm scrutiny, Jian Liangtong’s enthusiasm began to fizzle out. Reining in his lips, Jian Liangtong rubbed his nose and cleared his throat, "Ju Zi, what were you and the boss talking about in the study upstairs? I noticed you seemed upset when you came down... The boss didn’t bully you, did he?" Jin Jumo gave a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, looking into Jian Liangtong’s rekindled excitement, "Liang Tong, are you hoping your boss did bully me?"