Xixi and Hanhan sat between Gu Yan and Xiao Nanqing. "It’s not as fancy as the gourmet food you get in big hotels; just some home-cooked dishes. I wonder if they suit your taste," said Jin Jumo. Huo Chengjin’s lips curled slightly, his long eyes seemingly smiling or maybe not, "Gu Yan has said that, sister-in-law, your cooking is way better than the hotel’s." Jin Jumo glanced at Huo Chengjin and tugged at the corner of her mouth, "That’s just Gu Yan exaggerating." "I’m not exaggerating; it’s really delicious." Gu Yan glanced at Jin Jumo, his eyes fixed on the fragrant dishes on the table. "Today we’re lucky to taste your cooking." Lei Yicheng smiled at Jin Jumo, his tone gentle, seemingly suppressing his fierce air, worried about scaring her. "Then stop talking and start eating," Jin Jumo said with a generous smile. After Jin Jumo finished speaking, strangely, no one moved. Feeling puzzled, Jin Jumo pursed her lips, looking at the man beside her. Rong Mochen, as usual, showed no expression. When Jin Jumo glanced over, he sipped his thin lips lightly, scanning the crowd with his dark eyes, "Eat more." Gu Yan and the others: "..." Xiao Nanqing twitched his lips, suddenly saying, "Why does that sound so ominous?" "Exactly," Gu Yan said. "Feels like he’s fattening us up for slaughter!" Huo Chengjin chuckled lightly. Lei Yicheng’s deep eyes swept past with a faint smile, shaking his head and picking up his chopsticks, "Then I won’t hold back." Rong Mochen gave him a look, as if saying: When were you ever polite? Lei Yicheng’s eyes held more humor as he picked up a piece of braised pork and ate it. Moments later, he looked at Jin Jumo, "It melts in the mouth, oily but not greasy, nice." Among those present, besides Lei Yicheng and Gu Yan, who were meat lovers, there was also Xixi. The others were vegetarians, picking only the vegetarian dishes. Perhaps because they were used to delicacies, having occasional "rice and pickles" seemed surprisingly tasty. Throughout the meal, everyone focused on eating, barely exchanging a word. Usually, when they met, these big men would have a few drinks, but they didn’t drink this time. Jin Jumo’s pot of rice almost wasn’t enough for them. The men were all the type to only eat and not cook. After eating, they set down their bowls and headed to the living room to fetch some red wine, without caring who would clean up the mess. Jin Jumo didn’t mind. On the contrary, seeing her dishes nearly devoured by the big men made her a bit excited. In the kitchen, Jin Jumo rolled up her sleeves, ready to wash the dishes when a warm presence suddenly pressed against her back, and her waist was tightly held from behind. Jin Jumo’s breath caught slightly, not turning back, "Aren’t you going to join them?" A damp sensation grazed her neck, causing Jin Jumo’s back to shiver lightly, almost dropping the plate she was holding. "Have you forgotten something?" Rong Mochen murmured from behind, nibbling on Jin Jumo’s crystalline earlobe. Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered, her head slightly tilting to one side, "Forgotten what?" Rong Mochen frowned, suddenly gripping Jin Jumo’s small waist forcefully and pulling her back. Jin Jumo immediately felt a potent force pressing against her rear. Her ears turned red, Jin Jumo blushed, glancing back at him, whispering, "I cooked for them to thank them, and they’re your friends after all." Rong Mochen stiffened his lips, visibly still displeased. Feeling him pressing closer, Jin Jumo quickly inhaled, turned to face him, her face redder than ever, "Go back out, I’m washing dishes." Rong Mochen pursed his lips, staring at her pink, delicate cheeks, "Don’t want to leave." Jin Jumo’s cheeks throbbed, her small waist shrinking back, blushing and muttering, "You don’t want to leave, then just stand farther away, don’t, don’t come closer." "But I just want to be closer to you." Rong Mochen’s dark eyes held a mischievous glimmer, his long arms reaching forward, resting on the counter edges beside her, pressing his firm abdomen against her more tightly. Jin Jumo’s breath became chaotic, her beautiful eyes anxiously glancing past his shoulder towards the living room, seeing Gu Yan and the others talking, seemingly not noticing here, she sighed in relief, looking helplessly at the man teasing her, "Stop teasing me, I promise you, besides you and the kids, I won’t cook for anyone else, okay?" Achieving his goal, Rong Mochen raised his long brows, his deep, dark eyes fixed on Jin Jumo. Leaning down, he kissed her lips before retracting his arms and leaving the kitchen, satisfied. Jin Jumo touched her lips, watching someone’s tall silhouette retreat, her heart fluttering like a million little rabbits jumping across it. After cleaning up and leaving the kitchen, Jin Jumo discovered that Xixi and Hanhan were missing from the living room, taken to a room to play by Gu Yan. Meanwhile, the men seemed to be discussing something, their expressions tense to varying degrees. But as soon as they saw her come out, their heaviness instantly turned to ease, halting their conversation. Xiao Nanqing lightly pursed his lips, squinting his charming phoenix eyes at Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo puzzledly furrowed her brows, "Third Young Master Xiao, you’re looking at me like that; I’m really scared, you know?" Xiao Nanqing scoffed, pointing at her, "Cut it out. Since we’ve met, when have you ever been afraid of me?" "I’m afraid, but I’m just not showing it." Jin Jumo said, glancing at someone, "You guys keep chatting; I’m going to find Xixi and Hanhan." "Let’s get Gu Yan out here, it’s time we head out," Lei Yicheng said. Jin Jumo suggested going to the room to find Xixi and Hanhan because she thought they were concerned about her, making it inconvenient to talk. "Leaving already?" Jin Jumo looked at them in confusion. "Sister-in-law, remember to invite me next time for a meal," Huo Chengjin stood up, picking up his coat from the sofa, and looked at Jin Jumo with a good-natured expression. Jin Jumo nodded politely. After all, she had just promised someone she wouldn’t cook for others. Refusing too bluntly might make her seem too stingy. Little did she know that just as she nodded, she received a warning glance. Jin Jumo’s eye twitched, pretending not to notice, and walked towards the room where Xixi and Hanhan were. Huo Chengjin looked at Rong Mochen, speechless, "Brother, you’re way too stingy. Your sister-in-law can’t even cook a meal for us... Listen to me, brother, don’t be so harsh on women, or you’ll regret it," "Regret?" Gu Yan came out of the room just in time to hear Huo Chengjin’s last words, "Who’s regretting?" Lei Yicheng shook his head, got up, and was the first to leave the apartment. Then Xiao Nanqing and Huo Chengjin followed. Gu Yan was completely confused, wanting to ask someone, but seeing how someone looked too cool to talk, he swallowed his words and chased after Lei Yicheng and them. Jin Jumo came out after showering, only to see someone had finished bathing in the other room and was leaning against the headboard reading something like a document. Jin Jumo walked over, climbed onto the bed, wrapped her arms around his arm, and leaned against him, curiously glancing at the document in his hand, "What are you reading?" Rong Mochen freed one hand to ruffle her hair like a puppy, then leaned down to kiss her lips and said, "Almost done." Jin Jumo nodded, leaning against him while browsing Weibo on her phone. After a while, a long arm wrapped around her waist, and soon, Jin Jumo was lifted to sit on the man’s lap, her phone was taken and casually placed on the bedside table. Jin Jumo was a bit dazed, staring blankly down at the man beneath her. Rong Mochen said nothing, pulling her closer to start kissing her. Jin Jumo used her other hand to brush his damp short hair, seeing the inescapable tenderness and guilt in his Taohua eyes. Rong Mochen’s movements paused, but perhaps not. The next day was Saturday, so Xixi and Hanhan didn’t have to go to kindergarten. Jin Jumo dressed the two little ones up and then took them out to meet Jian Liangtong and Hao Hao. Walking downstairs, Jin Jumo saw a driver in a black suit wearing an earpiece from a distance, talking to several men dressed similarly. Seeing her, the men tacitly dispersed. Jin Jumo knew they were arranged by someone to protect her, so she didn’t feel scared, only touched. Although he hadn’t mentioned anything about her being followed last night, he silently arranged everything for her. What moved Jin Jumo even more was that he didn’t restrict her from going out, protecting her in his own way. Jian Liangtong and Jin Jumo agreed to meet at an indoor amusement park. Xixi and Hanhan were thrilled to see Jian Liangtong and Hao Hao, especially Xixi, who held onto Hao Hao for a long time, not letting go. Jian Liangtong was touched to see how well the little ones got along and was filled with warmth. Although she could never give Hao Hao a complete family, at least he still had siblings and wasn’t emotionally alone. Midway through, Jin Jumo went to the bathroom, while Jian Liangtong watched over the little ones. Content orıginally comes from 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵 Even though Jian Liangtong was there, Jin Jumo still couldn’t be completely at ease, her pace a bit faster as she headed to the bathroom. After coming out of the bathroom, Jin Jumo lowered her head and hurried towards the play area, when suddenly, a shadow flashed past from the corner of her eye, her scalp stung slightly, and she looked up in shock and doubt, glancing over. But all she saw was a black silhouette. And that silhouette had a hood over its head, immediately reminding Jin Jumo of the man she saw at the hotel entrance yesterday! Her pupils expanded in fright, Jin Jumo stared blankly at that silhouette until it completely disappeared from view. The pain from her scalp further whitened her face, she slightly opened her lips, clenched her fists, and quickly walked towards the play area. Jian Liangtong could see from afar that Jin Jumo was walking hastily in their direction, her almond eyes narrowed and she approached, "Ju Zi..." Hearing Jian Liangtong’s voice, Jin Jumo seemed to snap back to reality, widening her Taohua eyes to look at Jian Liangtong. Jian Liangtong saw Jin Jumo’s pale face, alarmed in her heart, grasped her cold hand, "Ju Zi, what’s wrong?" Jin Jumo took a deep breath, her eyes anxiously scanning the play area, feeling relieved to see the little ones were all there.