Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace
Chapter 54: You’ve Been Blocked

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: You’ve Been Blocked

The moment he sent it, Rong Mochen’s handsome face suddenly darkened.

His deep black eyes gradually turned gloomy, staring at the message automatically popped up in the chat box by the system.

Then, Rong Mochen dialed Xiao Nanqing’s number.

"Oh my, am I seeing things? Boss Rong actually took the initiative to call me."

The moment the call got through, Xiao Nanqing’s teasing magnetic voice with a cold laugh came through.

It was obvious that someone was still unhappy about being tricked by him yesterday!

Rong Mochen directly ignored his words, his voice cold, "If you send someone a WeChat, but the system replies ’Your message has been sent, but the other party has refused to receive it’, what does it mean?"

"..." Xiao Nanqing was stunned over there for a good seven or eight seconds.

Soon after, Rong Mochen heard something suddenly bounce up from the other end of the phone.

Then, Xiao Nanqing’s sneering voice came through, "It really is you. Boss Rong, you actually used WeChat, you actually used WeChat, you, Rong Mochen actually used WeChat?"

Xiao Nanqing repeated it three times, one can imagine his level of surprise.

This morning, seeing that he could add him as a friend on WeChat, he thought it was a random display by the system, never expected he really activated WeChat, really gave him a big "surprise".

Rong Mochen listened to Xiao Nanqing’s unrestrained laughter with a tight face, his black eyes half-squinting, obviously enduring.

After Xiao Nanqing laughed enough, Rong Mochen finally let out a cold laugh, "Laughed enough?"

"Ahem ahem, not yet enough. I’ll continue laughing after I answer your question."

Xiao Nanqing smirked mischievously, gloatingly said, "Boss Rong, I responsibly tell you, you’ve been blacklisted by the other party."

Xiao Nanqing was in a great mood, the feeling of avenging his grievance was just delightful.

"Honestly Boss Rong, who in the world dares to blacklist even your WeChat number... could it be your little lover?" Xiao Nanqing continued to mock.

Rong Mochen heard that he was blacklisted by Jin Jumo, his face already as cold as ice.

Hearing Xiao Nanqing’s words at this point, he unceremoniously hung up the phone!

After hanging up, Rong Mochen experienced for the first time what it felt like to have true anger surging chaotically inside.

At this moment, Xiao Nanqing’s text message fearlessly arrived.

Xiao Nanqing sent a picture, along with a line of text.

"If I were Little Mo Mo, just seeing your very pretentious avatar, I’d blacklist you too, no, negotiation!"

That’s right.

The picture Xiao Nanqing sent to Rong Mochen was his WeChat avatar... a lit cigarette!

Rong Mochen’s stern face twitched for a bit, then after a while, he squeezed out a cold snort from between his teeth.

In the girls’ dormitory of G University, because the company had not contacted her to return to work, Jin Jumo comfortably continued her vacation.

She originally planned to visit her grandfather in the hospital today, but after the "question mark" incident in the morning, Jin Jumo decided to listen to Jian Liangtong and obediently stay in the dorm, not going out.

At noon, Jian Liangtong had someone send her some food.

In the afternoon, she stayed in the dorm binge-watching American dramas she didn’t have time for before.

At five o’clock, Jian Liangtong sent a message, telling her to get herself cleaned up nicely as she was getting off work early today, and would take her out for a good meal when she got back.

Ever since Jin Jumo came back from Ju City, she had been craving the delicacies from Cherish, so upon hearing this, she swiftly started tidying herself up.

She chose a mauve loose V-neck sweater as the base, paired with a camel long coat, simple dark jeans with no elaborate decorations, cropped to show off her beautiful slender ankles, and shoes were Korean-style white leather shoes.

On her way out, Jin Jumo casually grabbed a big red coarse-knit scarf and wrapped it around her neck.

She was planning to wait downstairs in the dorm for Jian Liangtong.

While going down the stairs, Jin Jumo happily skipped a couple of steps, but on the third skip, her expression slightly changed, one hand protecting her belly, and she finally restrained herself to walk properly.

Jin Jumo had just reached the bottom of the dormitory when her phone in the bag rang after only a couple of minutes. Thinking it was Jian Liangtong arriving soon, she smiled lightly and took out her phone from the bag.

The moment she was about to answer, Jin Jumo saw the caller ID on the phone screen, and her smiling eyes instantly froze; it wasn’t Jian Liangtong, it was clearly someone she was now desperately avoiding...

Jin Jumo could say that all her good mood instantly vanished!

With a sigh in her heart, Jin Jumo answered the phone, softly speaking, "Mr. Rong."

"I’m at Yulong Residence, come over and have dinner with me." Rong Mochen’s voice was as usual, cool and unemotional, but Jin Jumo detected a hint of gloom.

"... Mr. Rong, my friend who just broke up also invited me to dinner tonight. She’s feeling very low, hasn’t come out of the breakup’s slump yet, and I’m the only friend she can trust to confide in, I..."

"Little Mo,"

Before Jin Jumo could finish her nonsense, Rong Mochen’s calm voice came through the phone.

Jin Jumo’s back suddenly went cold, and she closed her mouth.

"Today, don’t defy me," he said.

Jin Jumo bit her lower lip, slightly taking a breath, "I’ll come right away."

"The driver is already at the school, he will bring you over." After Rong Mochen finished, he hung up the phone.

Jin Jumo put down her phone, her heart uneasy.

Feeling that today, Rong Mochen was more forceful and remote than ever before.

Walking out of the West Gate of G University, indeed, she saw the familiar Cayenne parked not far away.

The driver, upon seeing her, quickly pushed open the car door, sprinted around the front of the car, and opened the passenger door for Jin Jumo.

Jin Jumo reluctantly frowned, sending a message to Jian Liangtong as she walked.

It was just one simple sentence, "Liang Tong, I’m going to the hospital."

After getting in the car and as it drove away from the school, Jian Liangtong’s message came through.

"Okay."

No questioning, no angry calls scolding her for ditching her at the last minute, just a calm "okay".

Jin Jumo stared blankly at that "okay" word, a sharp tug in her heart.

G University’s West Gate.

Jian Liangtong’s hurried figure froze suddenly, her beautiful face turning pale uncontrollably, fingers clutching her phone tightly until white; after a while, she trembled, sending that "okay" word out.

Her clear eyes watched the Cayenne driving away, and suddenly, Jian Liangtong took a deep breath, ran to the roadside, and caught a taxi to follow.

The Cayenne stopped at Yulong Residence, but Jin Jumo didn’t get out immediately.

Her face was a bit pale, staring at the rearview mirror outside the car.

"Miss Jin, we’re here," the driver reminded gently.

Jin Jumo didn’t respond, nor did she get out of the car, still quietly watching the rearview mirror.

"Miss Jin." The driver was slightly puzzled and reminded again, "We’re already at Yulong Residence. Mr. Rong is in a specific room, the restaurant staff will take you in once you enter."

Jin Jumo didn’t look back at the driver, her pink lips appearing sickly pale at the moment, "Okay."

She opened the car door and got out.

The driver watched as Jin Jumo, with her back straightened, walked towards Yulong Residence, a flash of confusion in his eyes.

Thinking about it, he pulled out his phone and dialed Rong Mochen’s number.

"Arrived?" His voice was cold but naturally intimidating.

The driver couldn’t help but sit up straight, respectfully saying, "Yes, Mr. Rong. Miss Jin has already arrived."

"Hmm." Rong Mochen seemed about to hang up.

"Mr. Rong..." the driver quickly said.

"Anything else?" The indifferent voice came again.

"Mr. Rong, Miss Jin seemed a bit off today," the driver said.

"... I got it." The other side paused for a few seconds, then said.

Hearing the busy tone from the phone, the driver finally took the phone away from his ear.

Yulong Residence, in the private room always reserved for Rong Mochen.

When Jin Jumo entered, Rong Mochen was standing by the window of the private room smoking.

Hearing the door open, he slightly turned his handsome figure, his deep black eyes looking over solemnly.