Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 325 - 314: What Happened While I Was Gone

"...Brother." Jin Jumo’s expression slightly changed, not quite understanding his meaning.

"Move over tomorrow, hmm?" Although it was a question, Mu Qinnian’s demeanor didn’t show any room for negotiation.

Jin Jumo bit her lower lip, "Brother..."

"Don’t worry about the safety issue here, I did some research beforehand. This villa district currently has the best security in Z City, so living here, you and the children will be very safe." Mu Qinnian withdrew his gaze, his hands leisurely in his pockets, his steps steady yet inexplicably cold as he walked forward.

Jin Jumo stared at his back for a while, then frowned and followed him, keeping her head down without speaking.

Mu Qinnian glanced at Jin Jumo from the corner of his eye and said flatly, "You and Rong Mochen are not married yet; at most, you’re just boyfriend and girlfriend. Is it appropriate to live together without being married? Although I’m not a rigid traditionalist, I also don’t want you to marry him someday and be looked down upon by the Rong Family!"

A surge of warmth suddenly welled up in her eyes, Jin Jumo’s throat tightened, and she gazed at Mu Qinnian’s resolute side profile, her voice hoarse, "Is this why you’re worried and want me to move out?"

Mu Qinnian stopped his steps, turned, and stared at Jin Jumo, "Little Mo, maybe by insisting on doing this now, it’ll make you hate me..."

"No." Jin Jumo suddenly took a step forward, hugged Mu Qinnian’s waist, and lightly pressed her face against his arm, "Brother, I’ll listen to you, I’ll move out."

Perhaps others might find being restricted by someone else painful and helpless, but Jin Jumo felt very happy that someone cared enough to think about her and care for her this way.

Jin Jumo’s sudden hug caused Mu Qinnian to pause slightly, his cold eyes slowly lowered, looking at Jin Jumo’s head resting on his arm. The hardness in his face unknowingly melted away. He pulled one hand from his suit pants, gently stroked Jin Jumo’s hair, and finally showed a bit of a smile, "This is the first time you’ve hugged me."

Slightly embarrassed, Jin Jumo withdrew from his embrace.

Seeing this, Mu Qinnian couldn’t help but arch his eyebrows, pat her head, and turn to continue walking forward, "I’ll help you move tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay." Jin Jumo’s eyes twinkled briefly, and she nodded.

Mu Qinnian seemed quite satisfied with Jin Jumo’s obedience, raised his hand, and ruffled her hair again.

Mu Qinnian escorted Jin Jumo to the apartment building downstairs, "I’ll deliver Xixi and Hanhan’s gifts directly to the villa tomorrow."

"Sure." Jin Jumo turned her head to smile at him before pushing open the car door to get out. She stood at the car window and waved, "See you tomorrow, Brother."

"See you tomorrow." Mu Qinnian smiled faintly.

Watching Mu Qinnian drive away, Jin Jumo then turned to walk into the apartment.

Inside the elevator, Jin Jumo was pressing the elevator floor number when someone suddenly slipped in.

Jin Jumo was startled, then furrowed her brows tightly, staring at that person.

As the elevator doors slowly closed, that person grabbed Jin Jumo’s hand.

Jin Jumo pressed her lips tightly, glanced at the hand tightly gripping hers, and a hint of coldness flashed in her Taohua eyes as she stared deeply at her.

"Momo." Liang Yi began to speak, her voice tight, with anxiety and urgency reflected on her face, making her whole being appear extremely tense, "I know what I did before makes it so you won’t believe anything I say now. But this time, you must believe me once, you really must believe me once."

"Ms. Liang, since you know I won’t believe anything you say now, why bother wasting your breath." Jin Jumo’s tone showed no obvious fluctuation as she looked at her.

"Momo." Liang Yi was very helpless with Jin Jumo’s current attitude, so much so that her voice trembled when she called her name, and her eyes became even more urgent, "Just think of it as if your mother is begging you, can you just trust your mother this one time?"

Jin Jumo lowered her eyelashes, and after a moment, she raised her eyes to look at her, "What do you want to say?"

Liang Yi’s pupils expanded, and she slowly uttered two words, "Be careful!"

Be careful?

Jin Jumo lightly furrowed her brows, "Be careful of what?"

Liang Yi seemed to undergo a great struggle before finally saying, "In any case, you must be careful of the strangers appearing around you recently. If possible, avoid going out alone with the children."

When she mentioned the children, Jin Jumo’s chest tightened instantly, her mind’s nerves suddenly tensed, and she stared at Liang Yi, "You..."

"Momo, your mother knows she’s sorry to you, and even if you don’t forgive me for the rest of your life..."

"..."

Since Liang Yi appeared and told her those words, Jin Jumo has been feeling uneasy.

This unease directly affected her cooking skills.

"Mommy, is this really cooked by you?" Xixi looked at Jin Jumo with melancholy.

Jin Jumo snapped back from her daze, her expression confused as she looked at Xixi, "What?"

Xixi sighed, "The rice is raw, and today’s chicken leg is sweet, oh, and this lotus root stuffed with glutinous rice is all chili peppers..." The most unbearable thing is, the egg soup is super salty!

Jin Jumo frowned, glanced at the lotus root stuffed with glutinous rice, and only then realized that it was mostly chili peppers, barely any lotus root.

Suddenly, a warm hand held hers, Jin Jumo’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she looked at someone.

"What’s wrong? Distracted?" Rong Mochen furrowed his brows, his dark eyes filled with concern as he stared deeply at Jin Jumo.

Jin Jumo glanced at Xixi and Hanhan, who were both staring at her with big eyes, took a deep breath, and shook her head.

Rong Mochen saw her tightly furrowed brows, her face always carrying a faint worry, and he slightly pursed his thin lips.

Clearly, no one could eat this meal, so Rong Mochen had to call someone to deliver food from a restaurant outside, first filling the tummies of the two little ones.

Watching the two little ones, full and satisfied, lounging on the sofa in the living room watching cartoons, Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo, sitting alone on the single sofa on the opposite side, lost in thought, his dark pupils narrowing.

Rong Mochen took a shower and came out of the bathroom. As soon as he lay down on the big bed, a soft and fragrant body clung tightly to him.

Rong Mochen looked down at her, his dark eyes deepened, and he gently cupped her face in his hand. When his gaze fell on her furrowed brows, it suddenly became serious, "What happened while I was away?"

Jin Jumo moved her arms from his waist to his neck, hooking them tightly, and her nose anxiously rubbed against his chin, "Maybe it’s just her trick, I shouldn’t be affected by her."

Rong Mochen lifted her chin, his dark eyes intensely questioning her.

Jin Jumo then told him about running into Liang Yi.

After listening, Rong Mochen’s eyes deepened imperceptibly. He cleverly concealed it from Jin Jumo, and after a brief silence, he tugged at the corners of his lips, raising an eyebrow at Jin Jumo, "You know it’s her trick again and still let her affect you, aren’t you silly?"

Jin Jumo stared at him for a while before finally feeling relieved inside.

Rong Mochen, whether in social experience or in temperament and poise, was more profound than her. If he thought it was Liang Yi’s trick as well, then it truly was.

Seeing her relaxed brows, Rong Mochen’s long fingers lifted her chin, and as his head lowered to kiss her.

Jin Jumo watched his approaching lips, a faint smile in her eyes, and just as his lips were about to touch hers, she suddenly turned in his arms, back facing him, "So sleepy, going to sleep now."

Rong Mochen frowned, annoyed, and reached out from behind to mess up Jin Jumo’s long hair into a bird’s nest.

Jin Jumo, annoyed, turned her head to glare at him.

Rong Mochen raised an almost imperceptible eyebrow, pinching her chin for a dominant kiss.

Jin Jumo was soon brought into another wondrous world by him.

By the afternoon of the next day, Mu Qinnian drove to the apartment building downstairs, distinctly feeling the strangeness of the surrounding environment, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching him.

Mu Qinnian, hands in pockets, leaned against the car, his thick eyelashes concealing all the emotions within his deep eyes.

"Brother."

A soft and clear female voice came from the front.

Mu Qinnian looked up to see Jin Jumo pushing two large suitcases as she emerged from the apartment building.

Standing up, Mu Qinnian walked over to Jin Jumo, naturally taking the suitcase from her hand. While Jin Jumo pushed, he effortlessly carried both suitcases, with a steadier gait than Jin Jumo’s pushing.

Watching Mu Qinnian’s tall back, Jin Jumo’s eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

Mu Qinnian slightly tilted his head and saw it, a gentle laugh like pearls rolling on a jade plate spilled over from his sensual throat, thoroughly enjoying Jin Jumo’s admiration and the slight pride hinted at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Jin Jumo secretly stuck out her tongue and quickly followed.

Mu Qinnian opened the trunk, placed the suitcases inside, glanced at Jin Jumo who stood quietly beside him, and asked, "Are there any more?"

"There’s more, but there’s no rush to move everything all at once now. The suitcases are full of necessities; the rest can be moved over time," Jin Jumo said.

"If they’re not essential, just leave them. Move in first, and whatever’s missing can be purchased again later. Get in the car."

Mu Qinnian patted Jin Jumo’s head, gently leading her towards the front passenger seat.

Mu Qinnian waited for Jin Jumo to get in the car, buckled her seatbelt, closed the car door, stood for a while, then circled around to sit in the driver’s seat. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Once the car arrived at the villa, Jin Jumo opened the door, her legs just hitting the ground, when a respectful, mature female voice came from the front, "Miss, Young Master."

Jin Jumo paused for a moment, looked up, and saw a middle-aged woman in her early forties leading three young girls briskly walking toward them.