Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 326 - 315: Rong Mochen’s Fury: Bastard!

Jin Jumo guessed it was the servants hired by Mu Qinnian, and pressed her lips together.

"Miss, Young Master." The middle-aged woman stood in front of Jin Jumo and Mu Qinnian, humbly addressing them.

Mu Qinnian seemed accustomed but glanced at the few people, gently telling Jin Jumo, "From now on, they will take care of you and Xixi Hanhan."

Jin Jumo raised her eyebrows slightly in front of the middle-aged woman and the few young girls, only nodding without saying anything.

"Miss, my name is Tan Yu. If you have any instructions in the future, please feel free to call me."

Tan Yu looked at Jin Jumo, somewhat nervously speaking.

Jin Jumo nodded.

After the three young girls introduced themselves one by one, Jin Jumo looked at Mu Qinnian.

Mu Qinnian held her hand, leading her into the villa.

Tan Yu and the others followed behind carrying luggage.

As they walked into the villa, Jin Jumo casually glanced at the interior decoration, which was delicately inviting yet seemed incredibly expensive.

Mu Qinnian directly led Jin Jumo up the spiral staircase to the second floor, opening one of the rooms and walking in.

"Your room, do you like it?" Mu Qinnian raised his eyebrows and asked Jin Jumo.

Jin Jumo looked seriously before nodding, "Although I’ve outgrown my girlish years, I really like this room."

Yes, this room was especially girlish, with a dream-like pink and blue everywhere you looked, the canopy on the bed, and the curtains on the windows all exuding a rich pink vibe, making it feel youthful, vibrant, and full of girlish charm.

Upon hearing her say this, Mu Qinnian’s eyebrows moved slightly, something seemed to flicker in his eyes, and he hooked his lips into a shallow smile without speaking.

Jin Jumo couldn’t help but glance at him, a thought crossing her mind that seemed incredible, "Brother, did you decorate this room personally?"

"Put some thought into it." Mu Qinnian said lightly.

Jin Jumo’s incredulity turned into delight, then into confusion as she looked at Mu Qinnian, "Brother, how do you know so much about a girl’s preferences? Or is this the style preferred by a girl you fancy?"

"Don’t overthink it."

Mu Qinnian raised his lips, flicking Jin Jumo’s forehead with his fingers, "Come, let me show you Xixi and Hanhan’s room."

"Hmm." Jin Jumo said, holding onto Mu Qinnian’s arm and walking out.

Entering the room Mu Qinnian had prepared for Xixi and Hanhan, Jin Jumo was surprised.

The room was very large, with over half occupied by all kinds of toys for boys and girls, among which stood a nearly four-meter plane model, majestically between the bed and window sill, with every detail crafted to look real.

Jin Jumo swallowed and looked at Mu Qinnian, "Is that the gift you got for Hanhan?"

"Will Hanhan like it?" Mu Qinnian walked to the plane, pulling a hand from his pocket, patting the plane, and asked as he looked at Jin Jumo.

Jin Jumo nodded, "How could he not like it?"

Hanhan’s favorite toys were various airplanes and race cars.

Mu Qinnian raised his eyebrows, suddenly reaching out to open the airplane cabin door!

Jin Jumo was shocked, walking over.

Peering into the cabin door, Jin Jumo realized it was really like a plane inside, with a cockpit, first class, and economy class; the first class had a bed big enough for Xixi and Hanhan to roll around on, and the economy had three rows of seats for the two little ones to sit freely.

"When the little ones grow up a bit more, I’ll get them a real plane for fun." Mu Qinnian said.

"Brother, you are too good to us." Jin Jumo said emotionally.

It wasn’t because Mu Qinnian bought her a villa or Hanhan a plane big enough to sleep in, but rather because he had prepared these with such genuine care for us.

Mu Qinnian raised his eyebrows, speaking seriously, "If I’m not good to you, what if you don’t recognize me as your brother and uncle?"

Jin Jumo laughed, "You are so nice to us now, but if there’s no improvement later, we can’t promise we won’t disown you."

Mu Qinnian shook his head, looking like he was too heartbroken to speak.

Jin Jumo laughed out loud, just as she was about to say something, her phone rang appropriately.

Jin Jumo looked down, fishing her phone out of her jeans pocket, glancing at the caller ID, and answered with a pleased tone, "Rong Mochen."

"Where are you?" Rong Mochen’s indifferent voice came through the phone.

"At the villa." Jin Jumo replied.

A pause on the other end before speaking again, now with a clearly dangerous tone, "Villa, what villa?"

Jin Jumo hadn’t yet sensed something was amiss with someone, naively answering, "Didn’t I tell you, I moved out of the apartment this afternoon..."

"Bastard!"

Jin Jumo hadn’t finished speaking when Rong Mochen’s voice, wrapped in unspeakable intensity, threw his repressed anger at her.

Jin Jumo, "..." was directly stunned by his scolding!

After someone hung up the phone, Jin Jumo was completely bewildered.

Previously, although she felt that someone was indifferent and difficult to get along with, thinking about it carefully, she had never been directly scolded for expressing anger...

Jin Jumo exhaled deeply, feeling anxious inside.

"What’s wrong?" Mu Qinnian furrowed his brows, looking at Jin Jumo’s pale profile and her worriedly tightened eyebrows from the side.

"I..."

"Sir, who are you? Sir, what are you doing? Sir..."

Jin Jumo froze, looking at Mu Qinnian.

Mu Qinnian’s expression was grim, his deep eyes shot with coldness, as he slowly looked toward the door.

Jin Jumo blinked, not having time to look over, as her wrist was suddenly grasped firmly.

"..." Jin Jumo was startled, looking towards Mu Qinnian.

Mu Qinnian’s face was extremely somber as he gripped Jin Jumo’s wrist, pulling her behind him, his eyes biting with ferocity as he glared at the doorway.

Jin Jumo’s heart couldn’t help but race, her gaze brushing past Mu Qinnian’s arm toward the door.

In an instant, a tall man overflowing with hostility leapt into her view, causing Jin Jumo to abruptly hold her breath.

Startled beyond belief, the person who was speaking with her on the phone just before was now appearing right before her eyes...

Tan Yu stood behind Rong Mochen, anxiously looking at Mu Qinnian, "Young master, this gentleman kept charging forward, we couldn’t stop him."

Mu Qinnian was frightening enough when expressionless, but after hearing Tan Yu’s words, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, scaring Tan Yu enough to quickly lower his head, not daring to look at him.

"Leave now." Mu Qinnian said, his voice cold.

"Eh." Tan Yu quickly turned around and left swiftly.

"Is President Rong’s status in Z City such that even barging into others’ homes without permission is no problem?" Mu Qinnian asked, staring coldly at Rong Mochen.

Rong Mochen, with a face as cold as ice, didn’t even glance at Mu Qinnian, but directly stared at Jin Jumo who stood behind Mu Qinnian, his tone unexpectedly gentle to Jin Jumo, "It’s about time to pick up the kids, let’s go together."

Jin Jumo was astounded, and even more at a loss due to his sudden change in attitude.

Mu Qinnian gave a cold laugh, "There’s no need to trouble President Rong for picking up the kids, Little Mo and I will pick them up later."

"Xixi and Hanhan are my children, not Mr. Mu’s, no need for Mr. Mu to be concerned," Rong Mochen said, his black eyes coldly fixed on Mu Qinnian.

"If I recall correctly, Xixi and Hanhan have the surname Ye, not Rong. Of course, the surname Ye is just temporary."

Mu Qinnian squinted slowly, looking at Rong Mochen, "In the future, their surname will be Mu. Whether Ye or Mu, it has nothing to do with President Rong. President Rong should mind his own business!"

"With the surname Mu?"

Rong Mochen’s lips were taut, the coldness emanating from him was palpable even to those like Tan Yu downstairs, "Mr. Mu doesn’t find it ridiculous!"

"It’s really not ridiculous." Mu Qinnian seemed to be provoked by Rong Mochen, to be precise, he was already furious upon learning the slap mark on Jin Jumo’s face was thanks to Fang Jingyi.

Mu Qinnian sneered coldly, raising his lips and pulling Jin Jumo from behind him, staring deeply into her eyes, "Little Mo, Xixi and Hanhan used to follow Ye Xiao with the surname Ye, and they will follow your surname Mu in the future, isn’t that possible now?"

"Brother..." Jin Jumo’s eyes glanced at someone’s increasingly grim face, lowering her voice and pleadingly looking at Mu Qinnian.

Mu Qinnian looked at Jin Jumo’s troubled face, although unwilling to see her stuck in the middle, didn’t want to let it go, turned to look at Rong Mochen, "Does President Rong find it laughable that Xixi and Hanhan follow Little Mo’s surname?"

Rong Mochen directly ignored Mu Qinnian’s question, scoffed coldly, and looked at Jin Jumo, "Are you leaving or not?"

Jin Jumo pursed her lips, looked at Mu Qinnian, and softly said, "Brother, I’ll go to pick up Xixi and Hanhan first."

Mu Qinnian’s thick brows furrowed deeply, staring intently at Jin Jumo, as if somewhat annoyed by her lack of fight!

Leave or not?

What if she doesn’t leave!

For the first time, Jin Jumo felt the helpless sensation of being caught between family and loved ones!

Amidst their verbal duel, filled with sharp words and pointed confrontations, several moments made Jin Jumo feel suffocated and uncomfortable!

Seeing Jin Jumo’s increasingly furrowed brows and the growing plea in her eyes, Mu Qinnian finally softened, tightened his lips, and gradually loosened Jin Jumo’s wrist.

At the moment he conceded, Jin Jumo felt even more uncomfortable inside!

Lowering her lashes, Jin Jumo lowered her head and quickly walked towards the door.

As she was about to pass through, Rong Mochen looked at Mu Qinnian standing in the middle of the room with a trace of reluctance, then took Jin Jumo’s hand and led her downstairs.