Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 338 - 327: Silly, Why Don’t You Believe What I Say (1)

Chapter 338: Chapter 327: Silly, Why Don’t You Believe What I Say (1)

"Rong Mochen."

Jin Jumo grasped the hand he placed on her waist tightly with one hand, looking back with pleadful Taohua eyes, "I’m begging you, don’t do this."

Jin Jumo couldn’t see the scars on her own back, but she had checked online, and they were terrifying!

So she thought the scars on her back were similar to what she saw online, and she didn’t want him to see them!

This is probably a worry every girl has, fearing that their beloved will find them unsightly and not wanting to expose their ugly side to the one they love.

It’s a selfish desire, but also a matter of pride!

Rong Mochen held the anxious Jin Jumo tightly from behind, "Little Mo, believe me, it’s not as bad as you think. You’re still beautiful, beautiful enough to always captivate me."

Jin Jumo shook her head, "Don’t lie to me. I know what I look like now. Rong Mochen, I’m begging you, don’t say such lies to make me happy, and don’t be like this."

Jin Jumo bit her lower lip, a noticeable sob and helplessness in her throat, "I feel a bit uncomfortable, really!"

No words could describe Rong Mochen’s heartache for her at that moment.

With black eyes narrowing, Rong Mochen slightly loosened his long arms, turning her around in his embrace.

At the moment of turning, Jin Jumo reached out and hugged him tightly, her face against his chest, whispering, "Forget everything you just saw."

"Little Mo..." Rong Mochen frowned, looking down at her.

"Promise me, forget what you just saw." Jin Jumo said stubbornly.

Rong Mochen pressed his thin lips together, his large hand holding the back of her head, kissing her ear, "Foolish, why don’t you believe what I say?"

The burn on Jin Jumo’s back was only mild, plus Ning Wenqing used the best medicine on her, and it was treated promptly without delay, so no scars could possibly be left on her back, and he absolutely wouldn’t allow any marks to be left.

Because he knows, even a slight mark left on her body would be equivalent to the imprint of that fierce fire on her, also a shadow on her mind.

So no matter what, he wouldn’t leave her with such nightmare-like burn marks.

Jin Jumo didn’t answer to Rong Mochen’s words.

The next day, Jin Jumo invited Jian Liangtong to the villa for a simple meal, and to accompany her for a haircut.

When Jian Liangtong arrived at the villa, Jin Jumo was a bit amazed by this girl.

In a black off-the-shoulder three-quarter sleeve sweater, and a red little A-line skirt, paired with red high heels at least ten centimeters high, her legs appearing even whiter and longer, gracefully walking from the entrance.

Jin Jumo raised an eyebrow, "I just asked you over for a meal, is it necessary to dress up so dazzlingly beautiful?"

Jian Liangtong casually tossed her handbag onto the sofa, slightly curling her red lips, "Isn’t it because I heard you have a brother rich enough to rival a nation? What if today I happen to hit it off with your brother, and the two of us go from good sisters to sisters-in-law, it would be a wonderful thing."

"But my brother has gone back to Country C." Jin Jumo poured a bucket of cold water over.

"..."

Jian Liangtong almost choked, fuming for a good while before saying angrily, "Damn it, why didn’t you say earlier? I showed off my legs for nothing!"

Jin Jumo laughed heartily, "Don’t be discouraged, there’s still a chance, my brother will be back in a few days."

Jian Liangtong’s eyes lit up, coquettishly flicking her long hair, and lazily leaning against the sofa, "Then I’ll fight another day!"

"My brother is married." Jin Jumo’s Taohua eyes arched, saying unexpectedly.

Jian Liangtong, "..." Damn it, she’s deliberately teasing her! Friendship off!

After lunch, Jin Jumo and Jian Liangtong took the two little kids to a fashion salon recommended by Tang Yige.

Yige had made arrangements in advance, so Jin Jumo and Jian Liangtong received great service and care as soon as they arrived.

Because the hair on Jin Jumo’s back was badly burned, the hairdresser understood her hair condition and recommended she cut it into the popular LOB style.

Jin Jumo had never kept short hair before, and she had no choice but to cut it now.

So she agreed to the hairdresser’s suggestion.

While Jin Jumo was getting her hair done, Jian Liangtong was playing with Xixi and Hanhan in the salon’s lounge, where there were snacks and fruit prepared, which Xixi liked.

When it was about to end, Jian Liangtong brought Xixi and Hanhan over.

Seeing Jin Jumo’s short hairstyle, Jian Liangtong couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows, "Not bad, Ju Zi, very refreshing and lively. Plus, it makes you look more energetic than with long hair before. No one would guess you’re already a mom of two kids now."

Jin Jumo’s hair in front barely reached her chin, styled into a slightly wavy LOB, and the hairdresser, seeing Jin Jumo’s small face and tender white skin, with a pair of eyes full of spirit, pure and bright, whimsically gave her bangs without telling Jin Jumo, shaping them into air bangs.

Jin Jumo is only twenty-four years old, at the prime of a woman’s youth, with this hairstyle; she exudes a lazy yet spirited vibe, her lips are red, teeth white, looking pretty and pure.

"Mommy, I want to cut my hair too."

Children’s aesthetics mostly originate from imitating their parents, like wearing their mother’s high heels, secretly using her lipstick, wearing her beautiful dresses, and so on.

So, seeing that Jin Jumo looked even better after cutting her hair, Xixi felt eager to imitate.

Many of Xixi’s clothes are matching mother-daughter outfits with Jin Jumo, because the little girl always loves wearing the same outfits as her.

Upon hearing Xixi’s words, Jin Jumo couldn’t help but smile, gently touched Xixi’s little head, and instead of refusing her outright, said, "Are you sure, Xixi? Hair doesn’t grow back quickly, and if you want to braid it nicely someday, you won’t be able to."

Xixi blinked, seemingly contemplating.

Hanhan withdrew his gaze from Jin Jumo’s hair and looked at Xixi, saying, "Don’t cut it; you’re very cute as you are."

"Really?" Xixi looked at her brother, surprised and delighted, with a bit of shyness on her face, softly saying, "Brother, are you complimenting Xixi?"

Hanhan was serious, "I mean, relatively short hair, girls with long hair are cuter."

"Then you’re still complimenting me, right? I have long hair." Xixi was convinced Hanhan was praising her.

Hanhan slightly curled his lips, saying nothing further.

Jin Jumo pulled Hanhan’s hand, bringing him to the front, feigning hurt, "Hanhan, are you saying Mommy looked better before cutting her hair?"

"..." Hanhan’s eyes widened, "No, I was just..."

Glancing at Xixi who was blinking at him with big eyes, Hanhan pursed his small lips, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in Jin Jumo’s ear, "I was comforting Xixi, Mom, you’re so silly."

You atractivo method go off about også बोल :(

The group emerged from the fashion salon, and Jian Liangtong suddenly stopped at the entrance, looking around, frowning, she turned to Jin Jumo, "Ju Zi, do you feel like we’ve been watched since we left?"

Jin Jumo glanced at the driver waiting nearby, squeezed Jian Liangtong’s uneasy hand, "It’s my brother and Rong Mochen’s people, don’t be afraid."

The previous kidnapping incident not only left shadows on Jin Jumo and Xixi Hanhan, but also alarmed Rong Mochen and Mu Qinnian, so upon learning she was going out, both arranged people to protect them discreetly.

"Oh." Jian Liangtong breathed a sigh of relief, asking, "Where are we going next?"

"Little Yan..."

"What’s going on, let me go, let me go!"

Just as Jin Jumo was about to speak, a sharp female voice resounded from the road opposite the salon.

Jin Jumo and Jian Liangtong looked over, seeing a woman in a wealthy lady outfit held up on either arm by two men in identical black suits, seemingly preventing her from advancing toward the other side of the road.

"What’s happening?" Jian Liangtong frowned, murmuring.

Jin Jumo’s gaze lingered on the woman for two seconds before nonchalantly turning away, saying to Jian Liangtong, "Little Yan knows you’re back in Z City and has been clamoring to meet you. She has no classes this afternoon and arranged to meet us at the drink shop near her school."

"Oh, great." Jian Liangtong pursed her lips, withdrawing her gaze from the woman across the street, "Let’s go then."

Jin Jumo lowered her eyes, taking Xixi and Hanhan by the hand as they headed toward the car.

"Momo, Momo..."

Jin Jumo hadn’t walked far when the voice from across the street called out again, piercingly.

Jian Liangtong froze, looking at Jin Jumo in shock, "Is she calling you again?"

"Probably just coincidentally has ’Mo’ in her name." Jin Jumo said.

"Momo, Momo, I’m your mom, I have something to tell you, Momo, please respond to Mommy, Momo..."

Liang Yi’s breathless voice came urgently from the other side, filled with a trace of breakdown.

Jin Jumo seemed to not hear, placing Xixi and Hanhan into the child seats in the back seat calmly, looking at Jian Liangtong, "Let’s get in the car."

Jian Liangtong glanced at the woman across the street, pursed her lips, said nothing, and got into the car.

Jin Jumo closed the door, walked to the front passenger seat, opened the door, and was about to get in.

"Momo, do you want to drive Mommy to desperation?" Liang Yi cried out sharply and forlornly.

Jin Jumo’s hand froze slightly on the car door, her apricot blossom eyes looking emotionlessly toward the other side.

"I’m begging you, Momo, I’m begging you!" Liang Yi suddenly knelt on the opposite road, her forehead hitting the ground repeatedly.

Meanwhile, the roadsides had already gathered many passersby, all taking out their phones to capture the scene.