CHAPTER 41: CHAPTER 41: IS IT OKAY? (2)

Jin Jumo bit her lip, her expression somewhat hesitant.

But thinking of how Ying Jingyao had spent six hours to come and go, if she refused to have even one meal with him, it would really be unreasonable.

To refuse at this moment, she herself felt it a bit cruel.

So she said, "Alright."

Having dinner with Ying Jingyao, it was already past nine o’clock.

Coming out of the restaurant, Ying Jingyao looked at Jin Jumo with a deep gaze.

Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered slightly, but she did not intentionally avoid his gaze, "Going back to Z City would take three hours, it’d be almost midnight by then. So, is tomorrow’s surgery alright?"

"I’ll have a few hours to rest once I get back, which is enough." Ying Jingyao said with a gentle smile.

Jin Jumo nodded, "That’s good."

"Where are you staying? I’ll drive you back." Ying Jingyao said.

Jin Jumo’s eyes narrowed slightly, "No need, it’s less than five minutes from here to the hotel where I’m staying; I’ll just walk. You, Brother Ying, need to take special care on the road."

"Still worried about me?" Ying Jingyao chuckled lightly, though there was a trace of concern in his eyes, "You, as a girl out here alone, should be more careful."

Jin Jumo lowered her head slightly, "Hmm. I will be careful."

"When are you going back?" Ying Jingyao asked.

"Probably in three days. There are still many places in Ju City I haven’t been to. It’s rare to be out, so I want to completely relax." Jin Jumo lifted her head and smiled.

Ying Jingyao looked at Jin Jumo like this, feeling a bit helpless, but also somewhat distressed.

It was a month after Jin Jiancheng was hospitalized that he took over as his doctor.

From what he understood, Jin Jiancheng had a son, but he and his wife died in a car accident in their prime, leaving a daughter to Jin Jiancheng.

Jin Jiancheng ran a construction company; the company suffered a great blow after his son’s accidental car death.

Later, with tremendous effort, Jin Jiancheng barely managed to save the company from bankruptcy.

However, Jin Jiancheng, who had heart issues and was already elderly, succumbed to the strain of high-intensity work and stress, fainted and never woke up again.

Now unless they find a matching organ donor, he can only ensure that Jin Jiancheng displays vital signs for a short period of time.

If they can’t find a matching donor in time...

During this near-year period, Jin Jumo has been running between the hospital and school, though she appears resolute, strong, always sunny and smiling with others, he knows her nerves have never relaxed.

From the tensed voice each time she answered his calls, it is evident how anxious and concerned she is for Jin Jiancheng.

Every time he feels an uncontrollable heartache for this girl who is merely twenty.

"Alright."

Ying Jingyao smiled, as he looked into Jin Jumo’s increasingly gentle and tender eyes, "It’s just that if you return to Z City in four days, you might miss Ms. Zhou Xueyi’s birthday party."

Jin Jumo immediately became anxious, staring eagerly at Ying Jingyao, "I won’t, I will definitely make it back by the weekend."

Ying Jingyao deliberately teased her, enjoying seeing her show her truest self in front of him, "If you can’t make it back, I’ll have to ask someone else to accompany me."

Jin Jumo grew so anxious her face turned red, pursing her lips tightly, like a child who had been wronged.

Ying Jingyao’s gaze softened, ultimately, he couldn’t bear it, "Brother Ying is joking with you. I promised to take you."

Bright laughter finally filled Jin Jumo’s sparkling Taohua eyes, as she reiterated earnestly, "I will definitely make it back by the weekend."

Ying Jingyao laughed softly, "Hmm."

Watching Ying Jingyao’s car depart, Jin Jumo let out a hefty sigh internally.

Initially, she feared he might bring up the past again and remind her of his confession outside the school gates.

Fortunately, in the end, he didn’t mention it.

Ying Jingyao was undeniably excellent, could even be considered high quality.

Regarding such a man, claiming she didn’t admire him at all felt slightly insincere, though it only ended at admiration.

Not wasting any more time, Jin Jumo immediately headed back to the hotel.

Standing at the suite door, Jin Jumo checked the time—it was almost ten.

Wondering if someone might already be back, Jin Jumo took a deep breath before retrieving the room card to unlock the door.

Opening the door, Jin Jumo did not expect to be greeted by a room shrouded in darkness.

So, someone hasn’t returned yet?

Feeling somewhat relieved, Jin Jumo completely relaxed.

Bending down, ready to change shoes, a sudden click echoed in the room.

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Startled, Jin Jumo abruptly raised her head.

All she saw was Rong Mochen, dressed elegantly in white shirt and black trousers, standing before a pool of white light, his black eyes as indifferent as ever leveled at her.

Jin Jumo nearly collapsed under the fright!

Drawing a few deep breaths, Jin Jumo awkwardly spoke, "...Mr. Rong has returned, huh."

Rong Mochen remained silent, standing indifferently, exerting immense pressure.

Jin Jumo feigned composure, turning on the other room’s lights one by one.

With the brightness, the air instantly felt less oppressive.

Bending down to continue changing shoes, the hairs on her back stood on end, not sure whether it was due to the extreme guilt.

After changing shoes, Jin Jumo proactively approached Rong Mochen.

"Is Ju City’s night view beautiful?"

Coming close, Rong Mochen stared at her, speaking with calm detachment.

"It lives up to its reputation." Jin Jumo said with a sparkling smile.

Rong Mochen pursed his lips, his face devoid of expression.

Jin Jumo glanced behind him, only then noticing a room resembling a study, with a notebook still open on the elm table; evidently someone had been working and likely emerged upon hearing the door.

"Was Mr. Rong busy?" Jin Jumo shifted her gaze to Rong Mochen’s face.

With no warning at all.

Jin Jumo was suddenly pressed against the wall, her lips captured in a kiss by Rong Mochen.

Gasping in shock, Jin Jumo subconsciously pushed against him.

Yet he seized her hands, pinning them high against the door.

His black eyes deeply stared into hers.

Merely four short days.

He had already grown accustomed to her presence.

Returning today, with the room empty of her.

He found it odd.

In the depths of his black eyes lingered threads of incredulity.

The warmth enveloping her, akin to a living volcano, layers of heat rising, Jin Jumo couldn’t stop feeling overheated.

Her cheeks burned fiercely, this kind of reaction wasn’t unfamiliar to her.

Because of his sudden kiss, she shamefully had an undesired response.

Inwardly, Jin Jumo was far from calm, her misty Taohua eyes shimmered intensely.

Numerous intimate memories interwoven alike, no longer unfamiliar when stirred emotionally.

Lowering his gaze, Rong Mochen watched Jin Jumo’s flushed face and trembling little body, black eyes revealed traces of amusement; in a husky voice, he asked, "Little Mo, are you cold?"

"..."

On Jin Jumo’s forehead was an embossed, capital "Embarrassment."

Rong Mochen gently lifted his lips, lowered his head, pressed his thin lips near Jin Jumo’s ear, blowing hot air, "If you keep trembling like this, I won’t be able to restrain myself."

"..."

Speechless!

Who exactly made her tremble so?

She was the one about to lose control!

Jin Jumo was so embarrassed her eyebrows nearly caught fire, bowing her head, unable to utter a word.

Her demeanor seemed to delight Rong Mochen.

Rong Mochen laughed hoarsely beside her ear.

Jin Jumo had never seen Rong Mochen laugh like this.

At most he would pull at the corners of his mouth, making it unclear whether he truly smiled or not.

This time was different.

He truly laughed.

His voice was already low and magnetic, while his laughter was akin to the deep, seductive tones of a cello, captivating and melodious.

Jin Jumo surprisingly forgot about the awkwardness and embarrassment, raising her head in a daze to look at the man beside her ear.

Perhaps unexpecting Jin Jumo to suddenly turn her gaze over.