Chapter 93: Rong Mochen: Accompany Me to a Place

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Rong Mochen: Accompany Me to a Place Ying Jingyao squinted lightly, a gentle smile still on his handsome face. Jian Liangtong glanced at Ying Jingyao and sat quietly by the hospital bed for once, not saying a word. Jin Jumo blinked and walked in. "Mr. Jin’s condition is temporarily stable, but extra care is needed before the surgery to ensure his body can withstand the procedure," Ying Jingyao said warmly to Jin Jumo, his speech slow and gentle. "What needs attention?" Jin Jumo asked worriedly, looking at Jin Jiancheng, her voice tight. Seeing Jin Jumo’s furrowed brow, Ying Jingyao gave a small comforting smile, "Don’t be nervous. Keep the air in the ward clean and flowing before the surgery to avoid infection. Just be a bit careful." Hearing this, Jin Jumo felt a slight relief. Ying Jingyao stared at Jin Jumo for a moment before suddenly saying, "Momo, are you free tonight?" "..." Jin Jumo was slightly startled and looked at Ying Jingyao, her eyes questioning. "Today is Little Yan’s fifteenth birthday and her first since returning to the country. The Xiao Family specially prepared a birthday surprise for her. Little Yan hasn’t been back in Z City long, and her proud and stubborn nature always makes her classmates feel she’s not approachable, so she doesn’t have many friends in Z City. I think if you could attend her birthday, she’d be delighted," Ying Jingyao explained. "Is today Little Yan’s birthday?" Jin Jumo was astonished. "Who’s Little Yan?" Jian Liangtong interrupted, puzzled. Jin Jumo looked at Jian Liangtong and explained, "Little Yan is a young girl I met not long ago, very cute. You’ll like her when you meet her. I’ll introduce you someday." "Is she as cute as I am?" Jian Liangtong pouted, a bit envious that Jin Jumo had made friends behind her back and seemed to like the young girl! Jin Jumo felt awkward and embarrassedly glanced at Ying Jingyao. Ying Jingyao pouted his lips in a smile but didn’t mind and instead looked at Jian Liangtong invitingly, "Miss Jian, who’s lively and cheerful and righteous, if Little Yan could make a friend like you, it would be her good fortune. If Miss Jian is willing, you’re welcome to attend Little Yan’s birthday party." Who doesn’t like to be praised? Especially when the compliment comes from a super handsome guy, any little bit of unhappiness Jian Liangtong felt instantly vanished. Blushing, she shyly said, "How can I be as great as you say, Doctor Ying? I’m just a bit good-looking, with a nice figure and a pleasant personality, that’s all." "..." Oh come on! Jin Jumo almost rolled her eyes to the ceiling; someone boasting about themselves to such a degree might only be her in the entire world! Ying Jingyao smiled broadly, giving face, "Miss Jian, you’re being modest." "..." Haha. "Can I really come along then?" Jian Liangtong’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Ying Jingyao. She actually just wanted to see what the girl that even usually distant Jin Jumo liked was like. Unexpectedly, Jian Liangtong’s attendance would lead to the greatest ordeal of her life! "Of course!" Ying Jingyao smiled. "In that case, I won’t be polite." Jian Liangtong said with a cheerful smile, winking at Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo’s forehead sprouted three black lines, her pale face showing a hint of hesitation. Ying Jingyao noticed this and his eyes deepened slightly. Looking at Jin Jumo, he asked, "Momo, do you have something to do tonight?" "..." Jin Jumo’s brows furrowed slightly in conflict. The last time at the hospital, she ran into Mu Yan and heard her say that her classmates didn’t like her, which made her feel a bit sad. Fifteen is the age to have fun and cause trouble, being away from parents while also being rejected by classmates. Plus, Xiao Nanqing seems to be quite harsh to the girl. In every way, Jin Jumo couldn’t bear to refuse. If her presence could make Mu Yan a bit happier, she’d naturally be willing to go. But. What about Rong Mochen? She had just been "forced" to agree to go somewhere with him. Since it was forced, she didn’t have the grounds to refuse... After thinking it over, Jin Jumo looked at Ying Jingyao and said, "Brother Ying, what time does Little Yan’s birthday party start?" "Seven o’clock," Ying Jingyao squinted his eyes. Seven o’clock... Rong Mochen would pick her up at five, two hours... would it be enough? "Momo, if you have something to do, don’t force yourself," Ying Jingyao said, gazing at Jin Jumo with clear deep eyes. "Brother Ying, how about this, I’ll try to make it before Little Yan cuts the cake. If I can’t make it, please pass on my birthday wishes to her for me." Pausing for a moment, Jin Jumo smiled, "I’ll give her a birthday gift another day." Ying Jingyao lowered his dark lashes for a moment, then looked up at her, "Alright." "..." Jian Liangtong was dumbfounded. Now what’s the situation, should she go or not go? Should she go with Ying Jingyao, or wait for Jin Jumo? But if she went with Ying Jingyao, in what capacity would she go? She didn’t know Mu Yan, and her relationship with Ying Jingyao was at best an ordinary friend. Wouldn’t going like this be awkward? "Would Miss Jian be willing to accompany me as my partner?" Ying Jingyao, however, extended a gentleman’s invitation to her. Partner? Isn’t it just a birthday party? Does it require a partner? Jian Liangtong glanced at Jin Jumo, conflicted, should she go or not? "If Miss Jian is unwilling, I’m afraid I’ll have to go alone, though my situation would be quite awkward," Ying Jingyao said with a wry smile. "...Why awkward?" Jian Liangtong asked, puzzled. "Everyone else will have a partner, except for me. Wouldn’t you say such a situation would be embarrassing for me?" Ying Jingyao sighed. Oh, that’s why! Jian Liangtong squinted her eyes, puffed out her chest, and said proudly, "I’ll accompany you!" She couldn’t let the compliment of her being righteous go to waste, right? And how could she let such a godlike man be embarrassed, right!? "Miss Jian, you are truly loyal," Ying Jingyao said with a smile. Jian Liangtong smiled shyly. Jin Jumo, seeing Jian Liangtong turning shy again, couldn’t help but smile and shake her head. At that time, even though Ying Jingyao had said this would be a birthday party where partners were needed, neither Jin Jumo nor Jian Liangtong anticipated that the party would undoubtedly be formal, grand, and high-end! At five in the afternoon, Jin Jumo walked out of the hospital, only to see the iconic Spyker parked under a landscaping tree, with the man sitting in the driver’s seat coldly dignified. Jin Jumo paused for a few seconds before walking over to the Spyker. Sitting in the passenger seat, Jin Jumo looked at the man beside her, "Mr. Rong, where are we going?" "Don’t you think it’s time for a check-up?" Rong Mochen slightly furrowed his brows, saying something that left Jin Jumo perplexed. "...What?" Jin Jumo asked, confused. Rong Mochen turned his dark gaze towards Jin Jumo, his eyes deep as he said, "Prenatal check-up." "..." Jin Jumo’s heart skipped, staring blankly at Rong Mochen’s serious face. "Hmm?" Rong Mochen murmured, his voice low, looking at Jin Jumo as if a gentle spring breeze. Jin Jumo opened her mouth and shook her head, "I don’t know." Don’t know? Rong Mochen furrowed his brows, squinting as he watched Jin Jumo for a moment before suddenly reaching out to hold her hand that was resting on her knee. He rubbed it gently in his palm before letting go and then placed his slender hands on the steering wheel, driving away from the hospital. Jin Jumo looked down at the hand he had held, feeling her five fingers tingling slightly. Her heart beating a bit fast, Jin Jumo sneaked a glance at Rong Mochen from the corner of her eye. When she first found out she was pregnant, besides shock and confusion, she was left in disarray about things like prenatal check-ups. The doctors might have instructed her, but she didn’t pay attention. Moreover, there were no women around her who had been pregnant, so she had no idea that pregnancy required check-ups, or rather, she had no concept of how often prenatal check-ups should be done.