Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 363 - 350: She Hasn’t Lived Enough Yet—She Doesn’t Want to Die!

Chapter 363: Chapter 350: She Hasn’t Lived Enough Yet—She Doesn’t Want to Die!

The tall, thin man glanced warily at the foreign man standing next to him, who gave him an overwhelming sense of intimidation. His voice trembled slightly as he translated Liang Yi’s words for him.

The foreign man exchanged glances and chuckled with the other men. His smile was wild, disdainful, mocking, and indifferent all at once. He laughed and put his arm around the Chinese man’s shoulder, his voice bold and unrestrained, "They have two minutes left. If they don’t make a choice in two minutes, then I’m sorry, neither of them can come with us to Holland."

The man’s voice shook uncontrollably as he translated this to Liang Yi.

Liang Yi almost burst into tears!

Now that the ship had set sail, their demand that only one of the two could stay was actually telling them that only one of them could survive.

Because the only way off this ship was to jump into the sea!

She hasn’t lived enough; she doesn’t want to die!

Liang Yi’s eyes were bloodshot, her hands clutching her head in extreme anxiety and fear.

She couldn’t understand how she had ended up in this situation.

Where had it all gone wrong?

"Ah..."

Liang Yi cried out in anguish, burying her head in her chest. Two seconds later, she suddenly lifted her head, her face streaming with tears but seemingly in a frantic panic, as she looked at Gu Lingyi, "Yiyi, Mommy doesn’t want to die, Mommy really doesn’t want to die. Can you, can you let Mommy stay?"

Gu Lingyi’s shattered eyes widened in disbelief. This woman, whom she always thought regarded her as her life, at the brink of life and death, chose for her to die in her place!

Gu Lingyi’s emaciated body trembled violently as she shook her head and slowly backed away from her, her eyes never leaving Liang Yi, colored with disbelief.

Liang Yi slowly stood up, maniacally approaching Gu Lingyi step by step, her bloodshot eyes cruelly fixed on her, yet her mouth curled into a smile, just like the way she used to smile while claiming it was for her own good, "Yiyi, Yiyi, Mommy has done so much for you, can you also help Mommy?"

Gu Lingyi kept backing away, until her back pressed against the cold wall, until Liang Yi suddenly quickened her pace towards her, grabbing her arm viciously. Gu Lingyi finally let out a rough scream when Liang Yi yanked her, pushing her towards the railing. In that moment, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Liang Yi’s neck.

When Liang Yi, caught by surprise, was pushed down the railing, Gu Lingyi could even clearly see the intense disbelief in Liang Yi’s eyes.

"Thunk"

The splash in the vast ocean, aside from the sound, was almost inconspicuous.

Gu Lingyi leaned against the railing, her hand still in a reaching posture, watching Liang Yi in the water. Without even a struggle, Liang Yi sank deeply into the sea, disappearing from view.

Suddenly.

In Gu Lingyi’s bloodshot eyes, like a slideshow, played the warm memories of growing up with Liang Yi.

What reached her ears was not the sea breeze or the waves, but the voice of Liang Yi’s gentle and graceful talk with her from her memories.

"Yiyi, you are the person Mommy loves most in this world."

"Yiyi, you are Mommy’s little princess, Mommy’s everything."

"Yiyi, Mommy hopes you’ll never grow up, always stay by Mommy’s side."

"Yiyi, Yiyi, for you, Mommy would even give up her life; anything for your happiness, Mommy is willing to do..."

"Yiyi, Mommy will love you forever..."

"Uh..."

"Ah... haha... haha..."

Gu Lingyi suddenly covered her ears with her hands, spinning hysterically on the spot, screaming and laughing sharply.

The private jet to Indonesia, because someone had pestered her until three or four in the morning the previous night, and getting up early again today, so as soon as Jin Jumo boarded the plane, she fell asleep on the soft and comfortable tatami mattress arranged in the cabin.

But although Jin Jumo appeared to have entered a deep sleep, her mind was a tumult of "galloping horses."

She had a long, drawn-out dream.

In the dream, vividly replayed was her life before the age of twenty-four.

And Liang Yi, whom she hadn’t dreamed of for many years, became the protagonist of her dream.

Yet, even in the dream, Liang Yi ignored her.

Even if she stood before her, right under her nose, it was as if Liang Yi couldn’t see her.

Though she was clearly in her dream, it felt as if a world separated them.

She could see her, but she couldn’t see her!

Not knowing what happened in the dream, Jin Jumo’s hands suddenly clutched the blanket covering her tightly, her mouth opened as if to scream in the dream, but in reality, she didn’t make a sound.

Xixi and Hanhan, who were sitting on either side of Jin Jumo, each playing their own games, were startled by her sudden reaction.

Upon seeing Jin Jumo’s pale face and beads of sweat trickling down her forehead, they were frightened.

Hanhan quickly sat beside Jin Jumo, his small hand holding hers, only to find her hands covered in cold sweat.

Hanhan’s eyes flashed with anxiety, and he grasped Jin Jumo’s hand tightly, "Mom, Mom, wake up."

Rong Mochen sat nearby reading a document, and upon hearing Hanhan’s voice, he immediately put down the file and stood up to come over.

"Dad." Xixi looked anxiously at Rong Mochen.

Rong Mochen soothingly patted her small head, bent one long leg on the tatami, leaned down, and gently smoothed Jin Jumo’s damp temples, speaking softly by her ear, "Little Mo, no matter what you dreamed of, it’s not real. I’m here."

"No..."

Jin Jumo suddenly opened her eyes and jumped up from the tatami, her face was pale as snow, and her forehead and cheeks were covered with crystal sweat beads. Her clear peach blossom eyes were filled with a palpable fear and tremor.

Rong Mochen’s pupils tightened; he reached out and tightly held Jin Jumo’s hand, cupping her face to turn it towards him, his dark eyes urgently fixated with concern on her hollow, weak eyes, "Little Mo, it’s just a dream, not reality. Don’t be afraid, hmm?"

Jin Jumo gasped heavily, staring at Rong Mochen’s concerned, tense, stern face, her eyes unexpectedly overflowed with sour and salty tears beyond her control.

Her body trembled as she leaned into Rong Mochen’s arms, her icy face urgently rubbed against his warm, broad palm.

Her moist, dense long lashes trembled weakly, brushing like a small brush across Rong Mochen’s palm.

Rong Mochen furrowed his brows tightly, and the next second, he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her firmly into his embrace, his hard chin gently resting on her hair, his large hand softly patting her slightly quivering back, waiting quietly for her to calm down.

The flight attendant brought warm milk, and Rong Mochen took it, moving it towards Jin Jumo’s slightly dry lips.

Jin Jumo was indeed a little thirsty, but smelling the rich milk scent made her chest even tighter, and nausea rose to her throat. Jin Jumo quickly turned her face aside, pushing his hand with the milk cup away, and her voice was slightly hoarse and weak, "I don’t want to drink." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo’s tightly furrowed face, pursed his thin lips slightly, and coaxed softly, "Just a sip."

Jin Jumo furrowed her brows, looking back at the creamy liquid in his hand, her throat moved slightly.

Rong Mochen paused before bringing the milk to her lips.

Jin Jumo wanted to drink, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the scent of milk seemed to slide down her throat and into her lungs, quickly surging back up her throat, prompting her to cover her mouth and shake her head.

Rong Mochen moved the milk away from her, his dark eyes faintly reflecting his growing anxiety as he watched her face becoming increasingly pale.

Jin Jumo slightly closed her long lashes and took a deep breath.

Only after a while did she manage to suppress the urge to vomit, opening her eyes to look at Rong Mochen.

Rong Mochen placed the milk on the small table beside the tatami and called for the flight attendant to bring warm water.

This time, Jin Jumo did not resist and drank more than half of the cup of warm water at once.

Seeing her dry lips regain some color, Rong Mochen’s tightly furrowed brow finally relaxed slightly.

"Mommy, did you have a nightmare?" Xixi crawled next to Jin Jumo, her little chubby hand gently on Jin Jumo’s chest, looking at her with big, clear eyes, full of concern.

Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered quickly, sitting up straight, holding both of Xixi’s chubby hands, "Yeah."

"What did you dream of? Was it a devil?" Xixi’s eyes widened even more, lightly taking a breath and whispering as if afraid of disturbing the "devil" in Jin Jumo’s dream.

Jin Jumo looked at Xixi.

The emotions in her eyes fluctuated slightly.

In the dream, at first, she and Liang Yi seemed to be in two different worlds.

Everything was unfamiliar, cold.

Just like she felt every time she saw her.

But suddenly, the scene shifted to underwater.

Liang Yi was standing in the water, her face waxy pale, her mouth waxy pale, and only those eyes, blood-red, blood-red, gazing at her from afar.

At first, they were just cool, resentful.

But gradually, her expression changed, and the pain and gloom suddenly shot from her eyes, as though she would tear her apart with fierce ruthlessness.

Despite the distance, she suddenly appeared right in front of her, with one sharp, blue-purple fingertip suddenly choking her neck.

The scene finally stopped with red liquid continuously flowing from her eyes, dyeing the entire sea red.

And then, she woke up.

Was that considered dreaming of a "devil"?

Jin Jumo’s pale lips twitched slightly, but she did not answer Xixi’s question, merely raising her hand to gently caress her soft hair.

Looking at Jin Jumo’s lowered, long lashes, Rong Mochen’s silent dark eyes gradually turned deep.

They reached the capital of Indonesia at two in the afternoon.

Those who came to receive them were senior executives from the Rong Family’s branch in Indonesia.