Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!

Chapter 56: Chapter 56: Slapping Ji Muye Hard in the Face!

“Take your time to think about it, and get back to me later.”

Ji Muye leaned against the wall, his knees slightly bent, his dense, fan-like lashes casting a faint shadow as he looked at the ground in silence for a long time.

Lu Xining hurriedly left with her female assistant.

Xue Lin’s health suddenly deteriorated, her indicators began to decline, and she faintly lost her will to survive.

By the time she returned to the twins’ ward, it was late at night.

The children had already gone to bed early.

There was no sight of Ji Muye in the room.

She tucked the children in and was about to rest on the sofa to keep watch through the night when she heard a noise from the balcony.

A thinly dressed man stood in the night, looking at her, causing Lu Xining’s heart to pound violently!

She slid open the balcony door and stood face to face with him.

Lu Xining asked him for his answer from the afternoon.

The cold wind had been blowing for quite a while, and the man’s voice had grown a bit hoarse, his deep and mellow voice sounding as cold and clear as jade.

“I can agree to the children spending the summer holidays with you, but you must also agree to a request from me.”

Lu Xining asked, “What request?”

Ji Muye spoke with difficulty, “Please ask Professor X to treat Liu Xixi’s face.”

…As expected!

In fact, healing the scar on Liu Xixi’s face was not difficult; simple cosmetic medical procedures could solve it.

The reason it had not been dealt with properly was because of Lu Xining’s medicine.

The moment Lu Xining learned Liu Xixi had moved into the Ji family’s home, she predicted that Liu Xixi’s scheming had not ended, so she left the two children with the Lu family.

She hadn’t expected Liu Xixi to extend her schemes to the kindergarten side.

The medicine she previously gave Liu Xixi would not only torment her day and night but would also worsen the wounds on her body.

If Liu Xixi was malicious, then she was not kind.

Lu Xining suddenly smiled, “Okay, I agree.”

She turned around and went back into the ward, not giving him a second glance.

Not too long ago,

Ji Muye had passed by a ward and seen Song Henian lying there quietly, someone who should not have been there.

Although the Song family from the south of the city was capable, even the Ji family hadn’t been able to collaborate with the ZN laboratory, so it was even less likely for the Song family.

The only explanation was Lu Xining.

Although the female assistant had spoken lightly earlier, Ji Muye still heard Song Henian’s name, and he saw her change her expression immediately upon hearing the name of her first love, hurrying away without a moment’s hesitation.

Sitting on the sofa, Lu Xining pinched her throbbing brow.

Song Henian had been comatose for several months in Jingzhou Hospital, showing no signs of waking up. After being sent to the laboratory, she stimulated his brain with the latest drugs she had researched, combined with unique acupuncture techniques.

Just now,

Song Henian’s hand had moved.

She and her team had arranged a full range of examinations for him and discovered that his brain’s cognitive activities were unusually active, much more so than in previous days.

This was a good sign for them.

Lu Xining adjusted the medication dosage, revised the subsequent treatment plans, and made sure all the following steps were in place before returning.

Her own body had not fully recovered, and after exhausting both mind and energy, her complexion had paled further from the day.

Before returning, she went to see her daughter.

The little girl had already fallen asleep with the help of the female assistant.

Thanks to the medicated soup Lu Xining had previously stewed for Ji Chao and Ji Ze, and the “sugar beans” she occasionally fed them, the children had developed some resistance to the medicine, increasing their chances of treatment success.

While thinking, sleepiness took over and she drifted off.

Ji Muye entered with a chill, his light coat doing nothing to block the night wind outside. His gaze fell on the woman on the sofa.

The woman, with her palm supporting her chin, had fallen asleep on the sofa.

There was an added caretaker bed in the room today.

Ji Muye bent down to carry her horizontally to the bed, the familiar faint fragrance lingering around his nostrils, causing a momentary distraction in his eyes.

During those five years of marriage, she would often fall asleep on the living room sofa waiting for him to come home from work, and every time, it was he who carried her back to the room.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, looking at him with a touch of confusion.

The busyness of recent days had muddled Lu Xining’s thoughts, making it momentarily difficult for her to distinguish between the present and the past.

She thought she had dreamt again.

She dreamt of her five-year marriage life with Ji Muye, “Husband…”

She dreamt that on her wedding day, in front of all the guests, she had slapped Ji Muye several times.

It was truly exhilarating!

Lu Xining couldn’t help but smile at the corners of her mouth.

Ji Muye was left alone, maintaining his bowed posture.

He squinted his eyes as he scrutinized the woman on the bed, pondering whether her words were meant for him five years ago or for her current husband.

Realizing what he was thinking about, Ji Muye suddenly stood up straight, took two steps back, and reminded himself that she was now married!

The lights inside the room weren’t turned on.

Ji Muye lay on the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling, the wild beast trapped inside his heart seemed on the verge of breaking through its barriers.

He closed his eyes, forcefully suppressing the turmoil that had formed in his heart.

To him, Lu Xining had already remarried and given birth to a daughter.

This was an unchangeable fact!

Dawn’s first light pierced through the curtains and into the room, falling precisely on Lu Xining’s eyes, causing her to frown uncomfortably.

Quickly, the brightness before her was blocked.

The frown between her brows slowly smoothed out.

Ji Muye drew the curtains closed, covered the child with a blanket, then turned and entered the bathroom to change back into the suit he had worn before.

When he came back out, he had once again become the indifferent, dignified President Ji.

Nine o’clock in the morning.

It was the time that Lu Xining had scheduled for him to meet with Professor X.

When Lu Xining woke up, all the fatigue had left her body.

Her phone vibrated, it was a call from her female assistant.

She probably had an idea what it was about.

The moment she answered the call, she indeed heard Ji Muye’s voice.

It was the tone he always used for negotiations.

Judging by the content, they must have been talking for a while.

Lu Xining leaned against the headboard, listening to the man’s deep, magnetic voice, every word was for his Liu Xixi.

“As long as her facial scars are healed, no price is too high, but I need to be assured that her skin will be restored to its original state.”

The person pretending to be “Professor X” was Lu Xining’s treasured junior brother.

He was naturally aware of Ji Muye’s relationship with her and hearing him pleading for another woman made his face turn sour.

“Mr. Ji, I’m curious, with your two sons still being treated in the lab, how can you muster the heart to seek medicine for another woman?”

Ji Muye’s voice was sharp and merciless, “This is my family affair.”

His treasured junior brother snorted coldly as a reminder.

“I will intervene to save your children out of respect for my teacher… for Ningning, not because I’m short of money.”

“The treatment candidates at ZN Lab, from the peak of power to families of great wealth, who doesn’t come to us with money seeking life extension?”

“Each and every drug researched by our lab is a product that major pharmaceutical companies are desperate to partner with.”

“Money can flow in endlessly, as long as we wish it.”

The treasured junior brother really wanted to throw the bank card balance in the face of the man before him and tell him fiercely: my sister is wealthy, incredibly wealthy!

Hearing his affectionate reference to Lu Xining, Ji Muye’s already cold face turned another shade darker, and he also detected the refusal in his words.

Thinking of Liu Xixi’s life-saving grace to Ji Ze, he felt at a loss.

Ji Muye asked in a deep voice, “What will it take for you to help her?”

A light laugh came from the other end, “Answer three questions for me, and I’ll give you the medicine, but I want to hear the truth.”

Ji Muye: “Go ahead.”

The junior brother sat up straight, showing none of the casualness he exhibited in front of his senior brother and sister, his tone weighty with seriousness and sincerity.

“Are you seeking medicine, or seeking love?”

“You wasted five years of her youth—have you ever regretted separating?”

“If Ningning and Liu whatser-green-tea fell into the sea and you could only save one, who would you save?”