Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!

Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Five Years of Marriage, She Took Nothing with Her

When he heard that it was an empty car, that there was no one inside at that moment.

Ji Muye’s tightly wound nerves suddenly relaxed, and he passed out once more.

Yan Dong: “President Ji!!!”

By the time Ji Muye woke up again, it was already the middle of the night.

His clothes were soaked with sweat, and he got out of bed after throwing off the covers. The bodyguard, who heard the commotion, hurried in but was waved off by him.

After a bath, he changed his clothes.

Ji Muye sat on the sofa in the hospital room, staring blankly.

There were no lights on in the room, and the moonlight spilled a silver radiance from outside the window. He leaned his head back against the sofa, his gaze vacant as he stared silently overhead.

Yan Dong moved quickly, bringing the information to him as soon as it was clear, but found him asleep on the sofa, without even a blanket on him.

“President Ji, we’ve got the surveillance footage.”

“At the first traffic light, Miss Lu seems to have still been in the car; at the third traffic light, the car briefly stopped at the mouth of an alley, and then afterward, it appeared at the accident scene, where the driver had left the vehicle in advance.”

“It seems Miss Lu knew in advance that someone wanted to harm her.”

Yan Dong handed him the information they urgently gathered last night.

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The offending drivers, one a drunk driver, the other a compulsive gambler, the drunk died on the spot, and the gambler half-dead, was sent to the hospital.

All the information seemed like a mere traffic accident.

But Ji Muye didn’t believe it.

A dangerous glint passed through his delicate and cool eyes, “Perhaps she didn’t know, but she must have sensed something.”

Lu Xining, since their reunion, had been vigilant against everything.

Ji Muye looked down, meticulously examining the traffic surveillance on the tablet.

Two cars were clearly targeting Lu Xining’s, especially the middle-aged drunk driver; his resolution and determined expression clearly showed he was out to take the lives of those in the small car.

It was deliberate!

Realizing this, Ji Muye’s hands unconsciously clenched the tablet tighter, his brows filled with unmistakable rage.

Ji Muye looked at the family photo in the document.

“Check the drunk driver’s child, if someone has been secretly helping them, getting his child into a good school.”

Yan Dong started, but then immediately understood his meaning.

As for the half-dead gambler…

Ji Muye’s eyes narrowed dangerously, his cold gaze made his sharply contoured face even more intimidating.

His eyes like blades: “Deal with him, and send him in.”

Yan Dong promptly reported other matters.

“President Ji, we haven’t found Miss Lu and the children’s whereabouts yet, but we’ve left people at both the Lu Mansion and the Ming Family. I’ll update you immediately once there is news.”

Ji Muye’s expression was as dark as the night.

When he was discharged from the hospital, he passed by Song Henian’s ward, where the man lay pale-faced on the bed, a stark contrast from the teenager he was six years before.

He looked thoughtfully at Song Henian inside and told his secretary, “Arrange for two people to keep an eye on this ward.”

Back at the Ji Family home.

He found out that both children hadn’t gone to school, and Ji Muye, with a stern face, asked why they hadn’t attended classes.

Ji Chao’s eyes were red: “Daddy, Mum’s phone is unreachable.”

Beside him, Ji Ze also appeared to have been crying.

Ji Muye embraced his two sons, explaining patiently, “Mom is fine, and Dad will take you to see her this weekend, okay?”

Tears still lingered in Ji Chao’s eyes, “Really?”

Ji Muye nodded, “When has Dad ever lied to you?”

Ji Chao finally broke out into a smile.

He lowered his head apologetically, “Sorry Daddy, we were worried about Mom, that’s why we didn’t go to school with Uncle Housekeeper.”

Beside him, Ji Ze also looked at him somewhat anxiously.

Ji Muye patted both children on the head: “Don’t let it happen again.”

He directed the housekeeper to take the children to the study to read, while he returned to the master bedroom, walking straight to the closet, which still held Lu Xining’s clothes.

That night, two years ago.

Lu Xining hung up the phone and never returned to the Ji Family.

The divorce was handled entirely by her lawyer, including the custody battle for the children, which had dragged on for a long time. She was willing to leave without half of the Ji Family’s fortune just to take her two sons with her, but he had not agreed.

In the end, she compromised.

She took the money the Ji Family offered her.

But Yan Dong found out that she had left it all for her two sons, to be theirs once they came of age, including the money and real estate.

She left the five-year marriage with nothing of her own.

The last time Ji Muye saw her was at the Civil Affairs Bureau when they received their divorce certificate. She looked much thinner and pale as if she had just recovered from a severe illness.

Once she got the divorce certificate, she left Jingzhou.

Jewelry, bags, and dresses in the walk-in wardrobe, all classic and limited-edition pieces, just the jewelry alone was worth over a billion.

But she didn’t take a single item with her.

Ji Muye, as if possessed, grabbed the pajamas Lu Xining had bought for him, faintly remembering they were a couple’s set, the first gift she bought him with her own money, which he had never once worn.

Her set was not in the Ji Family’s wardrobe.

After leaving the bathroom, his headache seemed worse than ever. He lay down on the bed, his mind muddled, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Next door, in the study.

Ji Chao secretly packed his small backpack with plenty of snacks to stave off hunger and asked Uncle Housekeeper to fill his water bottle.

Ji Ze watched him curiously, “Brother?”

Ji Chao shushed him with a gesture, signaling him to keep quiet.

After everything was packed, Ji Chao told him, “Ji Ze, I’m going to find mom and little sister. You stay home and handle dad.”

Ji Ze voiced his concern, “But dad said it’s dangerous outside, and there are bad people who will kidnap kids like us and sell us to Dashan.”

Ji Chao slung the backpack over his shoulders, a cellphone hanging around his neck, and patted his brother’s shoulder with a serious face, “I’ll be careful.”

“Ji Ze, be good at home and listen to dad. I will come back as soon as I find mom and little sister.”

Ji Chao snuck out and took a cab to the Lu Family.

The bodyguard at the door was shocked to see him, immediately welcomed him in, and informed the housekeeper.

“Eldest Young Master, what are you doing here by yourself?”

Ji Chao clutched the straps of his backpack, “I’m here to find mom and little sister.”

“The lady took the young miss out and they are not at home for the time being. Eldest Young Master, let me take you back to the Ji Family first. When the lady returns, I will let her know immediately, okay?”

Ji Chao’s eyes reddened as he shook his head.

With no other option, the housekeeper had to arrange for someone to stay with him and immediately sent someone to inform the Ji Family.

When Ji Muye heard that his eldest son had run away to find Lu Xining, his headache worsened. He quickly had someone take him to the Lu Mansion.

Ji Ze clung to his father’s leg, “Dad, I want to go too.”

He knew his father must be going to find his brother. Seeing how angry his father was on the phone earlier, he was worried that he might not be able to restrain himself from spanking his brother.

Ji Muye took Ji Ze with him to the Lu Mansion.

The housekeeper opened the door: “Mr. Ji, the eldest young master is in the upstairs room.”

Ji Muye saw Ji Chao’s backpack on the sofa as he stoically walked upstairs and pushed open the door to find Ji Chao clutching Lu Xining’s pillow, with tears making his shoulders shudder.

The anger in his heart dissolved with the child’s tears.

Ji Muye called out softly to his son, “Ji Chao…”

Ji Chao’s eyes were red with tears, he sobbed, “Dad, mom isn’t… isn’t…”

Ji Muye sat down by the bed and embraced him, “Ji Chao, your mom and little sister haven’t really been in a car accident, I promise you.”

Ji Ze climbed onto the bed as well, holding Ji Chao to stop him from crying.

Ji Chao, who hadn’t slept much the night before, quickly fell asleep with his dad and brother by his side. Ji Ze also dozed off next to him.

Ji Muye, already suffering a headache, unknowingly drifted off while comforting them, the familiar faint scent filling his breath.

The housekeeper, waiting downstairs and seeing no one come down, went upstairs for a look and found one adult and two children asleep on Lu Xining’s bed.

He took out his phone and snapped a photo, then sent it.

Lu Xining was stunned for a good while when she received the photo before coming back to her senses. She furrowed her brows, a bit confused about what was going on.

Ji Chao and Ji Ze sleeping in her room didn’t pose an issue, but what was this man, Ji Muye, up to?