Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 96 - Miss Nuonuo is... Yours
Chapter 96: Chapter 96 Miss Nuonuo is… Yours
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The words pierced Ji Muye’s chest like a knife.
Lu Xining cared most about the three children.
Blood ties had become the indestructible connection that many divorced couples couldn’t simply cut away.
Sensing Ji Muye’s gaze upon him, Yan Dong quickly added, “You and your wife have two sons.”
“As long as the young masters are there, President Ji can have countless reasons to approach your wife.”
“And Miss Nuonuo must be… fond of… you, I guess…”
Yan Dong’s emotions grew more fervent as he spoke, yet his voice became weaker as he continued.
He paused to stealthily gauge his boss’s reaction after he finished speaking and realized that Ji Muye, with eyes closed, appeared to actually be listening.
Ji Muye’s eyelids drooped, and he remained silent without responding.
But Yan Dong sensed a message to ‘continue talking’ and quickly ran through the comparative advantages of President Ji and Song Henian in his mind before nervously swallowing his saliva and speaking again, right before mentioning the next ‘winning point.’
“Song Henian indeed looks good, but President Ji, you are a hundred, no, a thousand times more handsome than him. That’s also a breakthrough point.”
Ji Muye opened his half-closed dark pupils, casting a deep and indifferent glance.
The surrounding noise seemed to vanish in an instant.
Ji Muye closed his eyes again to rest, but at his heart seemed to coil strands of transparent threads, tugging and twisting, causing a nearly imperceptible itch.
The car was so quiet that Yan Dong didn’t speak again.
But when they arrived at the parking lot downstairs of the company building, before Yan Dong got out of the car, he heard an enchanting voice.
“Yan Dong, your bonus for the second half of the year is doubled.”
For the next few days, every time Lu Xining went to pick up her sons, she would run into Ji Muye.
The man didn’t say a word, but as Ji Chao and Ji Ze were about to leave school, he would stand next to her.
And then it seemed natural for her to be called to go back to the Lu Family with them.
But he was conscious enough to only take the children to the door of the Lu family house, then leave in the Ji family’s car.
Over time, Ji Chao and Ji Ze noticed something was amiss, and their emotions became somewhat sensitive.
That day, Ji Muye, as usual, took them to the Lu Family.
After he left, Ji Chao couldn’t help but look at Lu Xining and ask, “Mom, don’t you like Dad?”
Ji Ze also looked different from his usual lively self, gazing at her with a pair of clean and bright eyes.
“Xiao Chao, Xiao Ze,” Lu Xining previously squatted down to look at her two sons, her voice gentle, “The relationship between Mom and Dad isn’t something you can question merely in terms of liking.”
Ji Chao pursed his lips and looked up to ask her, “Mom, do you mean like the auntie in the TV drama, saying we’ll understand when we grow up?”
He lowered his gaze and muttered, “Even though we’re still kids, we can understand.”
Watching her sons’ stubborn frames, Lu Xining silently sighed in her heart.
While walking them home, she patiently responded, “Mom knows that you are sensible and smart, but the situation between Mom and Dad is a bit complicated.”
Ever since the hotel video incident, Lu Xining had not dined with Ji Muye at the same table, nor had she let him into the Lu Family house.
Children at this age are quite sensitive, and as a mother, she felt a sense of guilt.
Therefore, out of consideration for the twins’ attachment to Ji Muye, she inadvertently created the illusion of a family life.
Now, it was time to correct the chaos.
Today, Lu Nuonuo hadn’t gone with her to pick up her two brothers and was currently playing in the study upstairs with the parenting nanny.
Taking advantage of this time, Lu Xining tried to use words that Ji Chao and Ji Ze could understand to explain the reason for her recent cold relationship with Ji Muye.
Unexpectedly, Ji Ze suddenly asked her, “Mom, are you dating Uncle Song?”
The two sons seemed to persistently inquire about her relationship with Song Henian.
Stunned for a moment by her son’s words, Lu Xining came back to her senses and explained, “Mom is just friends with Uncle Song.”
Ji Chao also leaned in, curiously looking at her, “Then will Mom date other uncles in the future?”
Lu Xining gently stroked their hair with a tender smile, without ado, “The future is unpredictable.”
Anyway, Ji Chao and Ji Ze were pacified for the moment.
In the evening after they fell asleep, Lu Xining went to the study, her face turning cold the moment she shut the door.
She left messages for Haozi and Monkey, to investigate who had been spreading rumors in front of her sons.
The next night, outside a club’s entrance.
Having just swaggered out with a face flushed from drink, Fang Cheng intended to relieve himself in a nearby alley. Just as he started to unzip, a sack was thrown over his head and he was dragged deep into the alley, his agonized howls enduring for a long while without ceasing.
When he finally came to in the dark alley, another group of people were waiting for him with a sack.
This time, they disabled the tools of his lecherous acts!
“Have you heard? Last night, Fang Zihao’s dad got crippled by someone!”
“Serves him right! He’s done nothing but harm good girls over the years, relying on his family’s little power.”
“Fang Zihao is a chip off the old block. He said in front of my son, ‘Mothers who get divorced are all cheating, worthless sluts.’ I was so angry I gave him a good beating!”
“My kid too, got spoiled hanging around him…”
Lu Xining remained indifferent to the surrounding chatter.
Without children around, her face was always cold, like the dewy bamboo leaves in the early morning, exuding a chilly and elegant fragrance.
Ji Muye came a bit late today because of a meeting, holding a bouquet of Ecuadorian roses called Galaxy in his hands.
Looking at the bouquet presented to her, Lu Xining was taken aback.
She looked at him in wonder, “What for? I don’t want it!”
Ji Muye’s neck muscles tensed, and his powerful gaze focused on her face. “Song Henian can give you flowers, but I can’t?”
Giving flowers was an ostentatious act to begin with, let alone from someone as reserved and proud as Ji Muye.
“Ji Chao and Ji Ze asked me this morning if they really irritate you.”
Lu Xining hadn’t expected the same question from her sons.
She furrowed her brows, “What does that have to do with you giving me flowers?”
Ji Muye, appearing unshakeable, was already tumbling inside with dark surging emotions. He said with a stern face, “They think that if you accept flowers from Song Henian but not from me, it means you don’t like me.”
Lu Xining declared without a second thought, “Of course I don’t like you.”
Ji Muye: “…”
His eyes were as thick as the abyss, grinding his molars, “Ji Chao and Ji Ze are at an age where they’re especially sensitive and prone to overthinking.”
“I’m also doing this for the kids. Take the flowers, and we can pretend in front of them for a bit, otherwise they’ll overthink.”
Lu Xining saw no need but was nailed to the spot by Ji Muye’s next words, her face cold as she took the flowers he handed her.
Intuition told her something was amiss, but before she could think more about it, the school bell rang, urging her to move on.
