Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 358 - 345: You Just Have to Defy Me, Don’t You
Jin Jumo’s ears felt hot, and she looked up at someone.
Rong Mochen first hooked his finger around Jin Jumo’s palm, then slowly slid his fingers through her palm and interlocked them with hers.
Jin Jumo’s cheeks flushed, her heart was pounding non-stop, and her peach blossom eyes looked at him, half-innocent, half-bright.
Rong Mochen’s lips slightly curved, he glanced at Rong Zhengfeng and Xixi Hanhan walking towards the restaurant, then quickly lowered his head to give Jin Jumo a peck on the lips.
Jin Jumo’s eyes fluttered twice, her lips lightly pressed together, blushing as she looked towards Rong Zhengfeng.
But to her surprise, Rong Zhengfeng, who had been walking forward just a moment ago, had stopped, turning to stare intently at the two of them.
Jin Jumo suddenly felt embarrassed, hurriedly withdrawing her hand from Rong Mochen’s grasp, and walked quickly towards the restaurant with her head down, not daring to pause as she passed Rong Zhengfeng.
Rong Mochen watched Jin Jumo’s flustered and embarrassed back, silent amusement flashing in his dark eyes, the curve of his lips lifting more noticeably.
Rong Zhengfeng stared at Rong Mochen’s breezy face, raised an eyebrow, turned around, and continued leading Xixi Hanhan into the restaurant.
Rong Mochen couldn’t see Rong Zhengfeng’s turned back, his high-raised lips and eyes full of mixed emotions of gratitude.
"What did you say?" Rong Zhengfeng suddenly tightened his grip on the silver chopsticks, glaring at Rong Mochen who was leisurely raising his head to look at him.
Rong Mochen lightly pursed his thin lips before saying blandly, "The day after tomorrow we’re going to Indonesia, I’m planning to take Little Mo and Xixi Hanhan along, treat it as a vacation."
"Uh..." Rong Zhengfeng’s hand holding the chopsticks trembled, his brows furrowed low, "How long?"
"Scheduled for half a month, but if they enjoy it and want to stay longer in Indonesia, the return date is uncertain." Rong Mochen lowered his lashes, picked up the red wine by his side, shook it twice before taking a sip.
Xixi, while nibbling on a chicken leg, blinked her big eyes, staring fixedly at the red liquid in Rong Mochen’s hand, licking her small lips, her big eyes clearly revealing her little desire to taste it.
Jin Jumo didn’t notice Xixi, her whole attention was on Rong Zhengfeng’s suddenly angry face, her hand gripping the chopsticks even tighter.
She only just found out from Rong Mochen’s announcement that he was planning to take them to Indonesia together.
And it was obvious the elder didn’t want them to go, or at least, didn’t want Xixi Hanhan to go.
She could understand the elder’s reluctance, after all, he and Xixi Hanhan had just reunited and were eager to strengthen their bond, naturally unwilling to be apart for too long.
"If you want to go, go by yourself; Momo and the kids are staying." Rong Zhengfeng declared forcefully, putting down the chopsticks with a thud, looking at Rong Mochen resolutely with no room for negotiation.
Hanhan looked up at Rong Zhengfeng.
Rong Zhengfeng, sensing Hanhan’s gaze, softened his stern face, picked up the serving chopsticks to place a rib on Hanhan’s plate, "Eat more."
Hanhan smiled at Rong Zhengfeng, "Thank you, great-grandfather."
Rong Zhengfeng looked at Hanhan’s innocent face, his reluctance growing stronger.
He silently decided that no matter what, he wouldn’t let them take them to Indonesia!
Rong Mochen, hearing Rong Zhengfeng’s words, showed no reaction.
What he had just mentioned was not to seek anyone’s permission; it was merely an announcement.
Rong Zhengfeng, hearing no response from Rong Mochen, raised his eyebrows, glaring at him, suppressing his anger, "Didn’t you hear, you’re not allowed to take them so far away! You going to Indonesia for business is official, but are you taking them for a vacation or hardship! Either way, you better not think about taking them!"
"If you’re reluctant to part with Xixi Hanhan, why not come with us?" Rong Mochen looked at Rong Zhengfeng and said.
"I’m too old to endure such troubles from you!" Rong Zhengfeng huffed.
"Then there’s no helping it," Rong Mochen said.
Rong Zhengfeng, "Uh..."
"What do you mean, Rong Mochen? Are you uncomfortable if you don’t oppose me?" Rong Zhengfeng glared at Rong Mochen with rising anger, breathing heavily.
Rong Mochen slightly furrowed his brows, looking at him without speaking.
"Rong Mochen..."
"Ye Xixi..."
Just as Rong Zhengfeng started to shout, Jin Jumo suddenly yelped.
Everyone was initially startled, then immediately turned to look at Xixi.
Xixi was holding the wine bottle, her little face turned as red as an apple, looking at everyone in a daze.
The little pink mouth still had traces of the red liquid on it.
Rong Mochen’s brow twitched, then he slightly furrowed his brows at Xixi.
Rong Zhengfeng seemed completely dumbfounded by the red wine cradled in Xixi’s chubby hands.
He remembered this bottle of red wine was just opened today, and only half a glass had been poured, yet now the bottle was at least a fifth empty...
Good heavens!!
Jin Jumo felt a bit overwhelmed, putting down her chopsticks and quickly going to Xixi’s side, tightly holding the wine bottle from her chubby hands and placing it back on the table.
Squatting in front of her, holding her small shoulders and anxiously staring at her, his voice slightly breathless with tension, "Xixi, can you hear Mommy talking?"
The response to Jin Jumo was Xixi’s loud burp from drinking.
Jin Jumo was about to cry.
"Huh, why are there two Mommies? Haha, three now, I have three Mommies..." Xixi reached out to cup her own flushed face, her tiny cherry-like mouth pouted by her hands, her big eyes unusually bright yet very dazed.
Hearing her words, Jin Jumo’s heart cried out, it’s over!
This little girl is definitely drunk!
"Mommy, Mommy..." Xixi sat on the chair, swaying back and forth, left and right, her little eyebrows tightly knitted, seemingly very uncomfortable.
Jin Jumo was angry and heartbroken, hurriedly holding her in his arms, anxiously looking at Rong Zhengfeng, "Grandpa, where’s the guest room? I’ll take Xixi to rest."
"Uh..."
Rong Zhengfeng came back to his senses, quickly got up, "No need for the guest room, just go to Mo Chen’s room, I’ll take you there."
The old man, still strong and vigorous, walked briskly ahead to lead the way. Reaching the door, he suddenly stopped, glanced at Rong Mochen, "Have the kitchen prepare some sobering soup, and call the doctor. This girl drank quite a bit, have the doctor come take a look, better safe than sorry."
Rong Mochen nodded, got up to have the kitchen prepare the sobering soup, then called the old man’s private doctor, asking him to come over immediately.
Only then did he bring Hanhan to the room.
Because of this small incident, Rong Zhengfeng’s whole heart was focused on Xixi, too lazy to argue with Rong Mochen, coincidentally resolving the grandfather-grandson tension crisis.
Red wine packs a punch, Rong Zhengfeng’s private doctor checked over Xixi, considered her too young, to prevent any accidents, so gave her an IV.
Watching Xixi finish the IV and ensuring she was alright, the doctor finally left the old residence.
This toss and turn went on until past eleven at night.
Rong Zhengfeng, elderly and unable to stay up late, after learning Xixi was fine, retired to his room to rest.
And tonight, staying overnight at the old residence was unavoidable.
Jin Jumo tidied up Hanhan, placed him beside Xixi, watched him fall asleep holding Xixi through a little quilt, only then did she take out her phone to dial Mu Qinnian’s number.
The call had just gone through when Mu Qinnian picked it up.
Jin Jumo could even be sure Mu Qinnian was definitely not resting, waiting for them.
A warmth surged in her heart, Jin Jumo gently inhaled before speaking softly, "Brother, we can’t come back tonight."
"Hmm?"
With just one word, Jin Jumo couldn’t discern Mu Qinnian’s tone.
"It’s not that we don’t want to come back on purpose, it’s Xixi..."
Mentioning Xixi’s drinking, Jin Jumo somewhat helplessly pinched her brow, her voice a mix of helplessness and amused exasperation, "Xixi accidentally drank some red wine, got drunk, she’s already asleep now."
"Drinking?" Mu Qinnian sounded a bit surprised too.
"Yeah, while we weren’t paying attention, she grabbed a wine bottle and drank directly, by the time we noticed, she’d already had quite a bit," said Jin Jumo.
Mu Qinnian slightly paused, "Since that’s the case, stay there tonight."
Jin Jumo’s long lashes lightly drooped, "Brother, I’m sorry, we agreed to come back tonight."
"Ha." Mu Qinnian chuckled softly, his voice tendered, "No need to say sorry to your brother. From the day you called me brother, it meant, whatever you do, I wouldn’t be angry at you."
A warmth welled up in her eyes, Jin Jumo’s lashes drooped even lower, "Brother, thank you for being so good to me."
"Silly." Mu Qinnian’s voice carried a hint of a sigh.
Jin Jumo sniffed a little, "Brother, you should rest early, I’ll bring Xixi and Hanhan back after breakfast tomorrow."
"Alright." Mu Qinnian paused for a moment, then suddenly called her name before Jin Jumo could hang up, "Little Mo."
Jin Jumo was slightly startled, bringing the phone back to her ear, "Brother, is there something else?"
"Are you all staying in one room?" Mu Qinnian asked directly.
Jin Jumo didn’t react for a moment, and when she understood, her face flushed red, she sheepishly touched her burning earlobe, "Uh, Brother..."
"Little Mo, some things may be small, but you need to know your limits. You and he are just boyfriend and girlfriend now, in someone else’s home, you should mind your manners, understood?" Mu Qinnian’s smooth and deep voice came through the phone hauntingly.
The blush on Jin Jumo’s face rapidly spread to the base of her neck, "I understand, Brother. I’ll hang up now."
Jin Jumo quickly finished, ending the call before Mu Qinnian could speak again.
After hanging up, Jin Jumo placed a hand on her chest, slightly parted her lips, softly exhaling.
"Who did you call?"
"My brother, I told him Xixi got drunk and we can’t go back to the villa tonight." Jin Jumo softly inhaled, tiptoed, and wrapped her arms around Rong Mochen’s neck.
