A Little Trick, the Scumbag Dad Can't Hold the Knife After Understanding Love-Chapter 333

"What's the matter?"

Hearing that someone was looking for Ji Nian, Shen Qingtang tensed up, her gaze sharp as if she were staring at a human trafficker.

Ji Nian patted her from behind.

How could she let Shen Qingtang protect her? That would make her utterly shameless.

"It's fine, I'll handle it."

After exchanging a few glances with Shen Qingtang, Ji Nian stepped out from behind her and scrutinized the man who had just spoken.

"What do you want with me?"

Her tone was light, but her body was just as tense.

One look was all it took for her to know—

She was no match for this person.

And she had to do everything in her power to ignore the scorching gaze of the woman in the wheelchair fixed on her.

"Ji Tingzhou is in my hands. If you want him alive, come with us."

With that, he tossed over a phone. Lu Jinghuai caught it and inspected it but didn’t let Ji Nian take it.

The phone had no password. When opened, it went straight to the gallery, where there was only one video.

Recognizing the person in the video, Lu Jinghuai instinctively glanced at Ji Nian.

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In the video, a man was tied up, his emerald-green eyes simmering with suppressed emotion as he stared into the camera. Someone stood behind him, lashing him mercilessly with a whip, blood dripping down.

Shen Qingtang leaned over and paled instantly, grabbing Ji Nian’s hand reflexively.

"If I go with you, you’ll let my father go?"

The man’s face, stiff as a robot’s, twitched slightly.

Ji Nian snatched the phone from Lu Jinghuai’s hand and threw it back, hitting the space beneath the wheelchair with precision. The screen shattered, Ji Tingzhou’s image fracturing into pieces.

"I refuse."

"Do whatever you want to him. Kill him, cut him up—I don’t care."

She lifted her sharp chin, her voice icy, her emerald eyes filled with indifference.

An unexpected answer.

The man’s expression remained blank.

But the woman in the wheelchair let out a soft laugh.

A brief sound, enough to make one’s bones melt.

"How heartless, Nian Nian. Xiao Zhou doted on you so much."

Ji Nian raised her eyelids, meeting that tender, watery gaze.

"What kind of trash are you to call me by my name? Are we familiar?"

The moment these words left her mouth, the man pushing the wheelchair turned livid, veins bulging on his forehead as he released the handles and took a step forward.

Lu Jinghuai said coolly, "FOX."

A group of people in uniform emerged in disciplined formation.

At the same time, a large number of armed figures stepped out from behind the man.

Ji Nian then spoke up: "Wei Yang, catch them."

Wei Yang strode forward with his men, his face dark with fury.

He’d been holding back for too long, waiting for the kid’s signal.

"Ji Wanting, you dare show your face in front of me? I’ll kill you!"

His eyes bloodshot, Wei Yang glared at the woman in the wheelchair, his voice sharp with rage, teeth grinding from the mix of old and new hatred.

At the sound of that name, only Shen Qingtang showed surprise.

Ji Wanting!?

She turned to Ji Nian.

"Is that the Ji Wanting I know?"

Ji Nian gave a slight nod, her expression grim.

Lu Jinghuai took her left hand, enveloping her ice-cold fingers in his warmth.

"Don’t be afraid. I have a tracker on me. More backup is coming."

The reinforcements on their way?

That would be the military.

Lu Jinghuai was no ordinary man—he was the only son of Princess Feia.

The three sides stood in a tense standoff.

Then Mu Xiu made his move.

Wei Yang was the first to charge, heading straight for Ji Wanting, who sat in her wheelchair, watching Ji Nian with keen interest.

Shen Qingtang, protected in the chaos, clung tightly to Ji Nian and whispered, "What about the people in the ski resort?"

Ji Nian reassured her, "The moment they showed up, I signaled Wei Yang to evacuate everyone."

Shen Qingtang nodded, her eyes flickering with uncertainty before she spoke again.

"...What about Uncle Ji?"

"That was fake."

Ji Nian’s tone was firm, even confident.

Trying to fool her? Not in this lifetime.

Meanwhile—

Ji Tingzhou sat leisurely on a plush armchair, arms crossed as he regarded the woman before him. "You brought me here just to say this?"

Opposite him sat a woman in her forties or fifties, with short hair and silver-rimmed glasses. Her sharp, intelligent eyes held a trace of fondness, as if looking at a younger generation.

"Won’t you try it? Your favorite dew pine tea."

Ji Tingzhou remained unmoved.

"With current technology, what you want is impossible. You’ve seen the data—why won’t you give up?"

The woman sighed softly, her exhaustion showing for a fleeting moment.

"Xiao Ji, you know…"

"I once thought that reaching this position would let me bring happiness to more people. But once I got here, I realized how naive I was."

"Even now, with society so advanced, there are still people starving, places so backward they sell their children just to survive."

"No matter how hard I work, no matter how little I sleep… it’s still too slow."

"We need time… all of us need time."

She gave a self-deprecating smile before quickly schooling her expression, her gaze sharpening.

"Xiao Ji, I can give her the best—status, wealth, resources. She’d just be working for me. I wouldn’t force her."

"I told you, she’s just a pharmacist who specializes in toxins. She doesn’t understand human research."

Ji Tingzhou cut her off without hesitation.

"Mom Li."

Hearing the long-unused address, a flicker of emotion passed through the woman’s eyes.

Ji Tingzhou continued, "If you still consider me your child, let this go."

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As she studied him, the woman’s mind drifted back to years ago—

After offending her superiors, she’d been assigned to the notorious Liuxing Street.

Despite the constant threats of assassination and mob violence, she’d managed to clear out a school turned gambling den. But when she went door-to-door, urging parents to send their children to school, she hit a wall.

Exhausted, she fled to another district, searching for a quiet place to gather her thoughts when she stumbled upon four children and a dog—one of them a green-eyed boy with the fierce gaze of a wolf, braiding a little girl’s hair at a makeshift stall.

On a whim, she’d sat down on their rickety stool, dropped ten yuan into their box, and asked the boy to braid her hair.

Over time, they grew familiar.

Among them, Shen Rushan was the only one who attended her school.

Then… so much happened.

The once-aloof green-eyed boy began tugging at her sleeve, calling her "Mom Li" like the others.

Perhaps nostalgia comes with age.

She knew Ji Tingzhou was playing the emotional card, but she only gave him a measured look.

"You want Mu Xiu and Ji Wanting, but you won’t give me the pharmacist."

"How is it that all the good things fall into your lap?"

Ji Tingzhou stood with his hands in his pockets, his expression unreadable as his gaze locked onto her. "Maybe it's because I've become a father," he said.

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