Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 360 - 347: It Only Takes Half a Day to Fly from Indonesia to Country C

Chapter 360: Chapter 347: It Only Takes Half a Day to Fly from Indonesia to Country C

The tall man Chen Ling leaned on the balcony railing, his lips touched with a cigarette, staring at him with a cold, mocking gaze.

Rong Mochen’s eyebrows revealed a hint of chill as he walked around the front of the car and got into the driver’s seat. In the next instant, the car made a smooth 180-degree turn and drove away from the villa.

At the same time, the man on the railing also stood up and turned to disappear from the balcony.

Jin Jumo placed Xixi on the bed in the children’s room before heading toward Mu Qinnian’s room.

Just as she reached the doorstep, the door opened from inside.

Jin Jumo was startled for a moment, looking at the man in light gray loungewear, "Brother."

"You’re back." Mu Qinnian smirked as he emerged from the room.

Jin Jumo stepped aside, following him as he moved forward, "Yes, just got back. Brother, did you have breakfast?"

"I did." Mu Qinnian turned back warmly, eyeing her, "You haven’t eaten?"

Jin Jumo shook her head, "Not yet, I was planning to eat with you when I got back."

Mu Qinnian’s deep eyes tightened slightly, then he reached out to touch Jin Jumo’s hair.

Jin Jumo smiled and hooked his arm, "Brother, when are you going back to Country C?"

Mu Qinnian squinted, gazing at Jin Jumo, "Why, eager for me to leave?"

"No," Jin Jumo hurriedly replied, "I’d wish you’d stay in Z City forever, why would I want you to leave?"

Mu Qinnian smirked, "Or do you want to go home with your brother for a visit?"

Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered, then settled on his face, "Is Indonesia far from Country C?"

Indonesia?

Mu Qinnian’s deep eyes showed a trace of surprise, "Do you plan to go to Indonesia?"

Jin Jumo pressed her lips together, remaining silent, but her expression already gave her away.

Mu Qinnian raised an understanding eyebrow, walking shoulder-to-shoulder with Jin Jumo, "Indonesia is a half-day flight from Country C. Do you think it’s far?"

"Only half a day?" Jin Jumo’s eyes widened.

Mu Qinnian tapped her forehead, "It can be even shorter."

Jin Jumo lowered her eyelashes to hide the eager anticipation in her peach blossom eyes.

After going downstairs, Mu Qinnian personally instructed Tan Yu to prepare breakfast for Jin Jumo.

Then the siblings walked to the living room and sat on the sofa.

"When are you leaving?" Mu Qinnian lazily leaned on the sofa, one hand supporting his ear, smiling at Jin Jumo as he asked.

"Tonight, probably." Jin Jumo replied.

Mu Qinnian continued to stare at Jin Jumo, his tone indifferent and revealing nothing amiss, "With him?"

Jin Jumo’s long lashes trembled slightly, but she still nodded.

Mu Qinnian’s expression remained calm, "What about Xixi and Hanhan? Are they going too?"

"... Yes." Jin Jumo answered softly, biting her lower lip slightly while not seeming completely relaxed.

Mu Qinnian observed Jin Jumo’s tension with his keen eyes, scrutinized her for a long time, then suddenly sat up straight, flicked her forehead, and laughed, "What are you so nervous about? Afraid I’ll stop you?"

Jin Jumo’s eyes were clear and she looked at him without saying anything.

Mu Qinnian laughed, "Your brother won’t forcibly interfere with your freedom, unless it’s a matter of your safety. Despite my unwillingness for you to be with Rong Mochen, I’ve never insisted you break up with him, right?"

Jin Jumo thought about it, he indeed hadn’t forced her to separate from Rong Mochen. But Mu Qinnian was someone whose preferences were too extreme, related to his social status.

He could freely express his likes and dislikes without needing to consider others.

Thus, his dislike for Rong Mochen, for the Rong family, was never hidden.

Though he hadn’t forced them to break up, his dislike nevertheless put invisible pressure on Jin Jumo.

Jin Jumo gently exhaled, looking warmly at Mu Qinnian, "Brother is open-minded."

"Ha." Mu Qinnian snorted with a laugh, "It’s not that I’m open-minded, it’s that I can’t fight against your persistence."

Jin Jumo was very decisive, inherently strong-willed, and quite intelligent.

Whenever he tried to be forceful, she always countered with her Bone-Softening Palm.

Which made Mu Qinnian truly unable to be forceful with her!

Jin Jumo leaned her head against his arm, watching Hanhan sitting on the carpet, seemingly engrossed in his toys but actually listening with one ear perked up.

Jin Jumo couldn’t help but laugh, poking Mu Qinnian’s hand with her finger.

Mu Qinnian looked down at her.

The smile in Jin Jumo’s peach blossom eyes couldn’t be contained, and she gestured for him to look at Hanhan.

Mu Qinnian raised his eyebrows and looked over.

He immediately saw Hanhan’s little ears still twitching slightly, and couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Hanhan, not hearing any sound from Mu Qinnian and Jin Jumo for a long time, furrowed his brows in puzzlement and turned his head to look over at Jin Jumo, only to find Mu Qinnian and Jin Jumo watching him leisurely.

Hanhan’s small face suddenly flushed red, his big black eyes trembled twice, and he was embarrassed for two seconds before pressing his eyebrows and saying solemnly, "I’ll go upstairs to see Xixi."

"Uncle hasn’t finished talking with your Mommy yet, are you sure you want to go upstairs now, Hanhan?" Mu Qinnian teased.

Hanhan, "..."

Jin Jumo and the two little ones had dinner with Mu Qinnian at the villa before being picked up by Rong Mochen under Mu Qinnian’s watchful eye.

Watching the group sitting in the car disappearing from sight, Mu Qinnian then got into his own car and left the villa.

A damp yet exceptionally bright basement.

It had been two days and nights, and Liang Yi, who had not dared to close her eyes since waking from the stupor, was still in a state of high tension.

She was pressed tightly against the wall beside the door, her whole being extremely defensive and tense as she stared at the nearly skeletal man about ten meters from her in the corner.

Her gaze lingered on the white hair atop his head, and in her extreme panic, Liang Yi’s eyes remained perpetually red.

After enduring profound inner turmoil and repeatedly denying the truth, she could no longer deceive herself—she could not discern his identity!

He was her husband of twenty years, Gu Yaoqin!

The man who had always been arrogant, high-spirited, and seemed to have everything within his grasp, now appeared before her in this utterly transformed state.

Liang Yi’s heart was undoubtedly shattered and in pain! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Her entire life had been a pursuit of wealth; she believed that only when she stood atop piles of riches, receiving the envy and adoration of all, could she be considered truly alive.

She wanted to live better than everyone else; she wanted the eyes of all to fall eagerly upon her wherever she went; she needed to be the focal point, she needed wealth and power—she lived by them.

When she married Gu Yaoqin, she thought she had finally achieved her life’s goal, finally living the life she wanted.

But gradually, she found there were people wealthier and more powerful than Gu Yaoqin, and women living more abundantly, freely, and happily than she was, and those women, she felt, were not even as good as she was.

She began to feel discontent.

Why did women who worked less hard, who weren’t as pretty, who weren’t as smart, live better than she did?

She was unwilling to accept it.

And it was apparent she had little chance of marrying someone superior to Gu Yaoqin.

So she placed all her hopes on her daughter, Gu Lingyi.

When she schemed to befriend Fang Jingyi and unintentionally leaked the name "Jin Jumo," she was ecstatic, unable to contain her excitement.

So she arranged for Gu Lingyi to appear before Rong Mochen because Gu Lingyi bore a striking resemblance to Jin Jumo, and, at that time, Gu Lingyi was also about the same age as when Rong Mochen first met Jin Jumo. Wasn’t this a perfect opportunity and chance?

Everything went as she planned. Although Rong Mochen was never enthusiastic towards Gu Lingyi, his eyes inevitably fell on her face for a few seconds because of her face, although he was merely looking at another person through her.

But so what? Jin Jumo no longer existed; only Gu Lingyi did!

So she would definitely be the ultimate victor!

If it weren’t for Jin Jumo’s reappearance, her wish would have been fulfilled, only a matter of time!

But yet...

Liang Yi suddenly clenched her fists, with intense anger and unwillingness shooting through her eyes!

If it weren’t for her, how could they have ended up this way!

The door beside her suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Liang Yi’s eyes trembled, quickly lowering her eyelashes to cover the emotions in her eyes, yet her face revealed an extreme pallor of fear.

Gu Yaoqin groaned twice, his whole body shivering as he turned to face the wall.

"Not bad, the result is much better than I expected." The man’s eerie voice was like a sharp blade thrust through her eardrums.

Liang Yi’s shoulders trembled slightly as she slowly raised her eyelids, pretending to be brave yet unable to hide her fear as she looked at the slender and chillingly elegant man before her, her lips moving palely, "Young Master Mu, was the result you expected to open the door and find that I was already dead?"

Mu Qinnian pulled his lips into a cold smile, suddenly opening the door wide, "You’re free once again."

Liang Yi was stunned, incredulous, yet a spark of hope rose in her heart, "Young Master Mu, are you willing to let me go?"

"I made a bet with myself that if I opened this door and you were still alive, then I would let you go." Mu Qinnian raised his lips slightly, his deep, cold, resolute face bore every expression of seriousness, with not a hint of a joke or mockery.

Liang Yi’s heart raced, having had nothing to eat in two days and nights, she felt weak all over.

Supporting herself against the walls beside her, Liang Yi used all her strength to slowly stand up, looking into Mu Qinnian’s eyes, a light of life after death in her gaze, her voice trembling uncontrollably from the hope of being reborn, "Are you really willing to let me go?"