Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!

Chapter 28: Chapter 28 The Red Marks on the Neck

Miss Liu’s words were all about intimacy with them.

Her eyebrows raised in triumph as she looked at Lu Xining, as if she had already married into the Ji Family and become the stepmother of the two children.

Lu Xining remained indifferent.

When it came to the two children, Liu Xixi expected her to become angry and lash out at her with harsh words. She had even prepared to cry and throw herself into Ji Muye’s arms when Lu Xining scolded her, but Lu Xining ignored her.

Lu Xining led the two children to the car.

They hugged Lu Nuonuo and said goodbye to Lu Xining, their whole beings expressing reluctance.

Ji Chao said, “Sister, brother will come to play with you again next weekend.”

Ji Ze immediately followed, “I’ll come too, I’ll come too!”

They waved goodbye to Lu Xining while Miss Liu courteously opened the car door for them and took the opportunity to sit in the back seat with them.

Seeing her like this, Ji Muye hesitated to speak.

Watching the two brothers get in the car with the bad auntie, Lu Nuonuo turned back and plunged into Lu Xining’s arms, reaching out her chubby hand.

Little Dumpling nestled in her embrace, rubbing her cheek against Lu Xining’s neck and speaking in a babyish voice, “Mommy, let’s go home.”

Lu Xining patted her back, “Okay.”

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Suddenly, Ji Muye spoke up, “Wait.”

He took out a newly released pink fox from the amusement park from the passenger seat and walked over to Lu Nuonuo, handing it to her.

Ji Muye asked, “Uncle bought this especially for you, do you like it?”

The little one was tempted at first glance.

But she quickly shook her head.

Lu Nuonuo refused him, “Thank you, uncle, but I don’t want it.”

She looked toward the rolled-down window of the back seat.

Liu Xixi’s provocative eyes were fixed on Lu Xining.

Feeling dejected, Lu Nuonuo buried her head on Lu Xining’s shoulder: Uncle brought the bad auntie to upset Mommy again…

Sensing the small hands hugging her tighten, Lu Xining stroked her daughter’s hair, silently soothing Little Dumpling’s unease.

She said, “Thank you, Mr. Ji, for your kindness. I will buy toys for my child. You should save this one for your girlfriend.”

Ji Muye’s face turned cold.

“What nonsense are you talking about? I don’t have a girlfriend…”

Lu Xining’s gaze suddenly flashed.

She hugged the child in her arms tightly, not wanting to hear what he had to say next, and directly returned to her car with her daughter.

Lu Nuonuo’s little face was leaning on Lu Xining’s shoulder.

Her obsidian-like, sparkling eyes shifted away; no longer showing the closeness to Ji Muye she used to have, he wanted to step forward but was stopped by Liu Xixi.

“Aye, have you forgotten we still have things to deal with? It’s getting late, let’s head back soon.”

Ji Muye clenched the pink fox toy in his hand, his long lashes lowered, and his thin lips pressed into a line.

In the back seat.

Ji Chao sat in the middle, Ji Ze held the new toy.

The children were both silent today.

Especially Ji Chao, no matter how Liu Xixi tried to cozy up to him or say nice things, he remained as distant as if speaking to a strange elder.

Liu Xixi felt a bit discouraged. She wanted to get closer to Ji Ze, but lately, Ji Ze had also become distant from her, which made her very displeased and set her plotting even more urgently.

Another car from the Ji Family stopped behind.

Ji Muye walked towards the other car, but after only a couple of steps, he heard the car door open behind him, and Ji Chao, holding Ji Ze’s hand, ran over.

Ji Chao looked up at him, “Daddy, we want to ride with you.”

Naturally, Ji Muye wouldn’t refuse his children.

Miss Liu left in the previous car, her skirt clenched in her hand, her face contorted because her intentional disguise only made it look more grotesque.

The driver in the front seat was startled and quickly turned away, pretending not to see.

The two cars drove one after the other towards the Ji Family home.

Faintly, the sound of a crash was heard—a severe car accident occurred not far in front of them.

As they rounded the corner, Ji Chao, leaning by the window, cried out.

“Daddy, that’s Mommy’s car!”

Ji Muye’s dark eyes suddenly tightened as he spoke harshly, “Stop the car!”

Ji Chao and Ji Ze also wanted to get out, but Ji Muye stopped them.

“You guys stay in the car; Daddy will go take a look.”

Ji Muye softened his voice, “Be good.”

In less than a minute, Ji Muye strode toward the site of the car accident, where many people were gathered outside, whispering and murmuring.

“Wow, that’s horrific!”

“The car is smashed like this after the collision with the truck; it’s hard to believe anyone inside could have survived. What a tragedy, how did they end up crashing?”

“The family of the car owner must be devastated.”

Ji Muye thought of Lu Xining’s appearance just ten minutes ago and Little Dumpling, who was tucking cozily in her arms; his heart clenched fiercely.

His steps faltered unconsciously, and the bodyguards following hurriedly stabilized him, only to see the man rush into the accident scene the next second.

The bodyguards called out in unison, “President Ji!”

Inside the black Maybach parked at the roadside, Liu Xixi’s face was half in light and half in shadow, her eyes alight with the dark thrill of a wish fulfilled.

That bitch Lu Xining is finally dead!

No one will ever stop her from being with Ji Muye now.

However, seeing Ji Muye rush into the accident site, Liu Xixi’s jealousy and hatred grew wildly.

Ji Muye, you still care about that bitch!

But not anymore…

The dead can never compete with the living!

The front seat driver, seeing Liu Xixi’s frenzied face in the rearview mirror, quickly averted his gaze; Miss Liu looked terrifying.

The black car, sandwiched between two large trucks, was crushed into a pancake shape. To say nothing of survivors, it seemed doubtful there would even be an intact body left, a realization that made Ji Muye’s head throb with pain.

Thousands of ants seemed to be devouring his sanity as he clutched his spasming chest and moved towards the black car, determined yet with difficulty.

However, before he even got there…

He spat out a mouthful of clotted blood and passed out.

The bodyguards quickly supported him, rushing him to the nearest hospital.

Ji Chao and Ji Ze were escorted back to the Ji Family home by someone else, and before leaving, they had not seen the unconscious Ji Muye, but Liu Xixi had.

She followed to the hospital and waited outside the operating room. Finally, when Ji Muye was brought out, she wanted to stay with him, but was stopped by Yan Dong.

“Miss Liu, I’ve arranged for a driver to take you home.”

“I want to stay with him.”

“President Ji needs rest, and we ask Miss Liu not to trouble us.”

“Secretary Yan, do you not know my relationship with Aye? This is precisely the time he needs me.”

“I’m sorry, Miss Liu, but we are simply following orders.”

“You!!!”

With Yan Dong and the bodyguards guarding, Liu Xixi had no chance to get close to Ji Muye and had no choice but to leave for the time being.

As soon as she got in the Liu Family’s car, she made a phone call, her voice full of hard-to-conceal joy and excitement.

“Uncle Scar, you did a good job on this one.”

“Those two kids, wait for my word, and take care of them as soon as possible.”

In the silent hospital room.

Ji Muye lay on the hospital bed, his face pale. Even in his unconsciousness, his brow was furrowed, his lips dry, and cold sweat slid down his forehead.

In his dream, flames reached the sky. One second Lu Xining was teasing their daughter in her arms, and the next second, she was trapped inside the car…

Suddenly, Ji Muye’s eyes snapped open, and he sat up in shock.

Yan Dong hurriedly inquired, “Mr. Ji, are you okay? Does anything feel uncomfortable? Shall I call the doctor over…”

The man’s voice was dry and hoarse, laden with a deep sense of weariness.

He asked his secretary, “How are Lu Xining and the others?”

Yan Dong had already arranged for someone to check as soon as he received the news.

He hesitated, catching Ji Muye’s gaze.

The man’s heart sank, his hand gripping the bedsheet tightly, his eyes deep and showing a hint of panic.

Ji Muye: “Just tell me the truth.”