Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!

Liu Xixi was taken to the hospital by security.

Ji Muye had Yan Dong personally follow up on the content of the email. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the cityscape and dialed Lu Xining’s number.

The reminder that no one was available to take the call came from the other end.

After dialing her mobile number once before, he had never been able to get through again, realizing that he had been blocked by her, his facial expression turned very ugly.

Ji Muye picked up the office landline and dialed again.

It rang three times before the call was connected.

His deep voice was slightly hoarse and suppressed, his hidden anger evident in his tone, “Lu Xining.”

On the other end of the line, Lu Nuonuo, with her little hand, held the phone up to her ear.

Blinking when she heard Ji Muye’s voice.

“Mummy isn’t here, woof.”

Having not heard Little Dumpling’s voice for a long time, Ji Muye didn’t react immediately.@@novelbin@@

Knowing the person on the other end was Lu Nuonuo, he unconsciously softened his voice by several degrees, for fear of frightening the little one again.

“Good Nuonuo, can you go call Mummy?”

“No.”

Little Dumpling’s refusal was too abrupt, leaving Ji Muye momentarily at a loss for words.

She humphed, “Uncle bad, bully Mummy.”

Ji Muye patiently tried to explain to the child: “Uncle hasn’t bullied…”

The little one stretched out her small fist and shook it in the air.

Lu Nuonuo: “Yes, Mummy cried.”

Her voice was crisp and forceful: “Nuonuo will protect Mummy!”

Ji Muye: “…”

Little Dumpling’s cheeks, chubby and tender, had become thinner again because of her previous fever, and hadn’t returned to normal despite days of care.

This had made Monkey and the other uncles very anxious.

Her excitement gave her fair cheeks a faint blush, and her hair was tied into a standing braid, looking both cute and well-behaved, enough to melt anyone’s heart.

Ji Muye spoke softly to her, and Little Dumpling placed the phone aside, even knowing to switch on speaker mode.

Then…

Ji Muye explained on his end, while Lu Nuonuo played with her toys.

Lu Xining went next door to check on Ji Chao and Ji Ze, leaving her phone in the room. Assured that the children were gradually recovering, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Touching their faces thinned by poisoning, her eyes filled with distress, Ji Chao took her hand, “Mummy, we are okay.”

Lu Xining kissed his forehead, “Xiao Chao, you’re only six years old, you don’t have to be so strong. If you’re in pain, tell Mummy, okay?”

Ji Chao nodded his head earnestly.

Beside him, Ji Ze was not as strong as his brother.

These past days he had been very dependent on Lu Xining and had gotten used to calling her Mummy, although he felt a bit awkward every time before saying it.

Lu Xining pretended not to notice his embarrassment, treating him and Ji Chao gently, bringing the relationship between mother and sons another step closer.

Ji Chao tugged at her sleeve, “Mummy, where is little sister?”

Thinking of the soft Little Dumpling, Lu Xining curved her lips into a smile.

“Your sister is playing with toys in the next room. Once you two are feeling better tomorrow, you can play with her.”

Ji Chao was very happy: “Brother and I will recover quickly.”

Ji Ze also looked forward to playing with Lu Nuonuo, his cheeks having lost much flesh, making his already handsome little face even more delicate.

Lu Xining spent a good while with them until both kids were asleep before she went to the neighboring room.

As soon as she entered, she heard Ji Muye’s helpless voice: “Nuonuo, this is a prejudice against Uncle.”

The reply was a grunt from Little Dumpling.

Seeing her mother’s return,

Lu Nuonuo didn’t hesitate to hang up on Ji Muye’s call.

A busy tone came from the other end…

Ji Muye, unsure what had upset the little one this time, looked at the hung-up landline and sighed deeply.

But this phone call also calmed down his previously agitated heart. He opened the email again and began to read it in detail.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the sunlight streamed in, illuminating his sharp facial features with a brilliant glow.

Long, slender, and fair fingers dragged the mouse, scrolling slowly to the last sentence.

Ji Muye leaned back in his chair, resting against the backrest, his deep black pupils narrowing slightly, savoring every word left by Lu Xining.

Once busy, time flew by quickly.

By the time Lu Xining returned to Jingzhou from Country C with the three children,

A week had already gone by.

Before leaving the country, John’s wife, Yina, insisted on hosting a dinner, and Lu Xining, unable to refuse, went to the appointment with the three kids.

When John saw Lu Nuonuo, the joy on his face was unmistakable.

Little Dumpling, holding Ji Chao and Ji Ze by the hand with eyes curved into crescents, proudly introduced her two brothers to him.

The four children played with toys in the living room.

After taking Yina’s pulse, Lu Xining informed her that her health had improved significantly, much to the couple’s delight.

“Lu, I truly can’t thank you enough!”

“Yina, it’s still important for you to maintain a cheerful spirit in the future, it’s beneficial for your recovery.”

“I will, let’s go, the chef is almost ready. Call the kids, and we’ll have dinner first.”

After dinner, Lu Xining took the little ones back to their residence in Country C, an ancient and mysterious estate spanning thousands of acres.

The next day.

They took a private jet back to Jingzhou.

Ji Muye, having received the news, waited for them at the airport with Yan Dong.

It had been a week since Ji Chao and Ji Ze had seen their father, and they were somewhat excited when they saw him, running up to throw themselves into Ji Muye’s arms.

Ji Chao, Ji Ze: “Dad, we missed you so much!”

Ji Muye observed the children carefully, confirming that, as Lu Xining had said, she had brought them back safe and healthy.

The corners of the man’s eyes rarely reddened.

He hugged the two children, “Dad missed you too.”

Lu Xining parted ways with them at the airport.

This time upon her return, she was noticeably colder than before.

Her gaze towards Ji Muye carried no warmth.

The man knew why and wanted to explain, but she did not give him the opportunity, leaving the airport with her daughter.

Due to past experiences, Lu Xining now traveled with a number of bodyguards until she arrived safely at the Lu Family estate.

Worn out from the journey, Lu Nuonuo fell asleep before reaching home.

She changed the child’s clothes and tucked her into bed.

After taking care of everything,

She finally had time to process the message Haozi had sent: Liu Xixi had attempted suicide by slitting her wrists in front of Ji Muye, but was unsuccessful and was now recuperating in a high-end ward of a private hospital owned by the Shi’an Group.

Coming to terms with this news, Lu Xining felt an expected calm.

However, she was not about to let Liu Xixi and the Liu Family off the hook easily – she instructed Haozi to keep an eye on them.

She was certain there were more hidden scandals they hadn’t uncovered.

After hanging up the phone, she left a message for Monkey: “The patient from last week, I’ve taken the case.”

The reply came quickly.

Meanwhile, at the Ji Family’s home.

Having just returned, Ji Chao and Ji Ze, dragging their new suitcases, went to their room to take out the toys and gifts.

“Dad, this is the gift we bought for you.”

“Mom took us to the amusement park, and I even got a photo with my favorite Transformer, look, Dad.”

Ji Ze took a stack of instant photos from his backpack.

The backdrop showed a famous amusement park in Country C.

Ji Muye sat on the sofa with his legs casually crossed, listening to his children’s vibrant voices with a faint smile in his eyes.

That is until he saw a particular photo.

John holding Lu Nuonuo, Lu Xining holding Ji Chao and Ji Ze, and next to them, a foreign beauty pulling along a mixed-race child, each face radiating a happy smile.

Ji Muye recognized the man’s identity in an instant, and his smile faded.

Ji Chao noticed his dad’s gaze, came over to look at the photo, and said with a smile, “Dad, this is Uncle John.”

“This is Auntie Yina, and he is Brother John. They were very nice to us, Sis even calls him daddy…”