Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: You Didn’t Remarry, Did You?

Lu Xining’s silence

made Ji Muye’s heart sink gradually.

From a prodigious youth to a legend in the business world, strictly speaking, he had never had a rival.

In his short life of a little over two decades, he had reached heights others could not achieve in a lifetime.

Illustrious family background, peerless appearance, Ji Muye’s life was too smooth.

Lu Xining and his brief five-year marriage

were the only “red crosses” on the scroll of Ji Muye’s perfect life.

His voice was slightly hoarse, “Why don’t you speak?”

The man in front of her had a gaze as harsh as the winter wind, making people shiver just by meeting his eyes.

Lu Xining backed against the wall, the cold touch infusing her almond eyes with a hint of mockery.

“If I spoke, you wouldn’t believe me. Why waste words?”

The surroundings suddenly quieted down.

It was due to the intense low pressure emanating from Ji Muye, as if it made all other sounds disappear.

“How would I know if you don’t speak?”

He stepped forward, reducing the distance between them, his tone carrying a hint of coldness at the end.

Lu Xining slowly looked up, smiling.

“Lu family’s bankrupt daughter, who relied on working and scholarships to complete her studies and then, thanks to a childhood marriage arrangement, jumped to become the young lady of the rich and powerful Ji family. That must be a resume many girls envy, right?”

She didn’t struggle out of the grasp on her wrist, instead, she raised her other hand to touch the restrained edge of his eyes.

How many women had gone crazy over those cold, indifferent eyes that seemed to disregard everything in the world?

Lu Xining smiled self-deprecatingly, “Do you think so too?”

The man glanced at her hand with his peripheral vision but did not brush it away.

As astute as he was, he immediately perceived the underlying meaning in her words.

Ji Muye withdrew his icy demeanor, straightforward and honest, “Lu Xining, I have never treated you as my accessory.”

His features were refined, like a piece of art meticulously sculpted by God, yet he possessed a pair of indifferent, cold black eyes.

When those eyes fixed on you, they made you feel as if only the two of you existed in the world.

Since the last time he heard from Yan Dongxin that Lu Xining might not have remarried, Ji Muye had been disturbed, unable to find the reason even in himself.

In his work, he disliked wasting time, his schedule was packed to the utmost.

Yet whenever it came to matters involving Lu Xining, he inexplicably hesitated, something unprecedented for him.

Ji Muye lowered his gaze to her, “As long as you explain, I will believe.”

Lu Xining raised an eyebrow, “But, Ji Muye, why should I have to explain?”

“You suspect that I had an affair with Song Henian during our marriage, then you should bring evidence to prove it, instead of asking me to prove my innocence.”

“Who suspects, who proves.”

“I’m telling you for the last time, I was faithful during our five years of marriage.”

The hand holding her wrist suddenly felt numb.

Watching Lu Xining walk past him upstairs, his heart tightened, wanting to follow.

His lips barely parted, “Lu Xining!”

The woman’s steps didn’t pause at all, she just walked out of his sight.

Around the corner of the stairs, three little heads peeked out.

Looking at the left-behind Ji Muye, Lu Nuonuo extended her chubby little hands and giggled.

“Brother, mom won.”

Ji Chao and Ji Ze exchanged glances, sighed, and handed over the candies to their sister.

The three little ones huddled in the blind spot at the corner.

Ji Ze sighed, hands propping his chin, his face troubled.

“Brother, do you think every time dad makes mom mad, when can our family of five reunite?”

He had been hoping to spend the New Year with mom and sister.

Ji Chao was also distressed. Of course, he wanted to live with his family every day, but these past years had been truly difficult.

It wasn’t great now either; living with dad meant being separated from mom and sister, living with mom and sister meant being apart from dad.

“I still love dad a lot. It would be nice if dad could coax mom.”

Lu Nuonuo looked at her brothers, didn’t speak; she always unconditionally stood by her mom’s side, “I just want mom to be happy, I don’t care about the rest.”

The setting sun cast long shadows on the three little figures.

The three little heads huddled together, conspiring something.

Ji Muye heard the noise and walked over, only to see the three little radish heads troubledly squatting on the ground.

“What are you three squatting here for?”

Ji Ze responded without hesitation, “Thinking about when Dad will… “coax Mom.

Ji Chao turned his head, glanced at Ji Muye, and slowly opened his mouth, “Dad, we haven’t seen you for a long time, and we miss you.”

Lu Nuonuo revealed a brilliant, sun-like smile, appearing innocent, though not understanding everything.

The hard shell wrapped around his heart melted by his sons’ words.

Ji Muye squatted down and patted the three young children’s heads, who were being raised here with particularly good complexions.

He had long had someone check out the details of the laboratory.

Although the founder’s identity was unclear, everyone here was deeply passionate about medical research.

Clean backgrounds, simple interpersonal relationships.

Also, many heirs from wealthy extravagant families, descendants from scholarly families.

Most importantly, the person who founded this laboratory was a rare genius!

Diagnosing complex diseases was just part of the laboratory’s business, the main focus was medical research.

In recent years, many new drugs had been developed here, conquering several previously insoluble diseases, contributing to the global medical cause, and rescuing many families troubled by illnesses.

Even Ji Muye himself wanted to meet the person behind the laboratory.

After sending the children back to their room, he went to the study.

Ji Muye had rushed here today because Yan Dongxin had uncovered some information.

Who knew that just upon arriving he had witnessed that scene with Song Henian.

Now, having parted on bad terms with Lu Xining, a sense of helplessness surged in Ji Muye’s heart.

He rubbed his temples, just about to settle on the study’s sofa when he heard Ji Ze’s voice at the door.

“Dad, it’s not good! Mom has fallen!”

The man followed him swiftly to the room, and directly into the bathroom, where a bottle brushed past his cheek and fell to the ground.

Seeing the scene inside the bathroom,

He then realized he had been tricked by his youngest son.

Lu Xining had been in the middle of washing her hair when she heard the bathroom door violently pushed open.

She had reminded the children not to come in before she bathed, and the kids usually obeyed this.

The current situation made her think a thief had broken in.

She grabbed the towel next to her and quickly wrapped herself up, furiously throwing the nearby shampoo bottle towards the door.

The unwashed soap slid into her eyes, stinging so badly she couldn’t keep them open.

But right then, she didn’t care about the pain as she was about to throw the other bottles when she heard a familiar, deep voice.

Ji Muye’s Adam’s apple moved, “It’s me.”

Realizing it was Ji Muye, Lu Xining sighed in relief, yet she was mostly embarrassed and angry.

She angrily directed her glare toward the unexpected visitor, “Ji Muye, what are you doing coming in here?”

Seeing her eyes reddened by the foam, he sighed and stepped forward to grab the showerhead to rinse her.

Lu Xining naturally did not cooperate.

She held the towel tightly wrapped around her with one hand, and shoved him away with the other, “Get out!”

The man’s distinctively articulated hand quickly caught her resisting hand.

Ji Muye’s voice, rich with magnetism, now tinged a bit hoarsely, “Don’t move!”

Finally, Lu Xining’s world became clear.

Ji Muye was just about to explain when she pointed towards the bathroom door and shouted, “Get out!”

Suddenly, the sound of a click was heard.

Three sneaky little ones at the door had locked it.

“Brother, will Mom not be mad like this?”

“I don’t know, it’s written in the book like this, look here it says: ‘Dad pulled Mom into the bathroom, and an hour later, Mom was carried out by Dad, and they were as good as new…'”

“Why aren’t Mom and Dad talking?”

Hearing their two sons’ conversation from inside the bathroom made both their faces darken.

Regardless, their son’s action had indeed bought Ji Muye some time alone with Lu Xining.

Thinking about the information Yan Dongxin had uncovered,

He focused his gaze on Lu Xining at that moment, her black hair mixed with foam piled on top of her head, her fair delicate skin covered in droplets, her seemingly cold eyes still carrying traces of tension.

Ji Muye’s shirt had been soaked earlier, clinging tightly to his skin, even his hair dripping wet.

The temperature was steadily rising, yet his eyes remained piercingly clear.

Ji Muye steadfastly stared at her face, “Lu Xining, the truth is you haven’t remarried, have you?”