Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 136 - Late-Arriving Deep Affection is

Chapter 136: Chapter 136: Late-Arriving Deep Affection is Worthier than Grass Chapter 136 -136: Late-Arriving Deep Affection is Worthier than Grass Hearing the sound of Lu Xining’s car parking, the man slowly turned around.

Their eyes met, and both were stunned for a long time.

He had the same bright and handsome appearance she remembered, with deep-set eyes like the warm, azure sea, a straight nose, and thin lips that appeared gentle and refined when he smiled.

He looked at her, the corners of his mouth lifting as he said, “Ningning…”

The man straightened up, just about to walk towards her, when Lu Xining, expressionless, stepped on the gas pedal.

The gate of the Lu Mansion closed mercilessly in front of him.

By the time Lu Xining returned to the upstairs master bedroom and parted the curtains just a sliver, she could see the man still in the same pose, looking up at the direction of the third floor of the mansion.

She drew the curtains closed again, picked up her pajamas, and went into the bathroom.

That night, Lu Xining dreamed again of the three years she had spent studying in Port City.

When she awoke, dawn was breaking.

But Lu Xining no longer felt any desire to sleep.

She glanced at her daughter sleeping soundly beside her, kissed Little Dumpling’s cheek affectionately, and got up to wash up and go downstairs.

Lu Xining wanted to make herself a cup of coffee and on the way, picked up Lu Nuonuo’s empty milk bottle from the bedside table.

The light from outside the window, streaming through the sheer curtains, invaded the living room, making everything visible, so she didn’t turn on the main light.

Little did she know that just as she was descending the stairs, she would see a tall, dark figure sitting on the sofa, causing her to reflexively throw the milk bottle at it.

“Sister, sister! It’s me! It’s me!”

Jing Zheng’s pained voice came through as he covered his forehead where Lu Xining’s bottle had hit him and quickly turned on the living room light.

“Why are you lurking in the living room like a sculpture so early in the morning instead of sleeping?” Lu Xining asked, seeing him in pajamas, one hand on his forehead rubbing it while his eyes looked at her, sad and aggrieved.

Jing Zheng spoke, “I went to bed early last night and woke up early, so I wanted to come down and have a cup of coffee, but there were no more beans in the machine.”

He had intended to go back upstairs and continue lying down, but upon hearing noise at the stairwell, he thought that the only one who would be getting up at this hour was probably Lu Xining. After seeing the two men last night, he decided to stay and ask her about it.

He didn’t expect to be mistaken for a burglar and get hit in the head with a bottle.

As Lu Xining filled the coffee machine with beans and started grinding them, the sound of the machine broke the silence in the living room.

Seeing the bruise on Jing Zheng’s forehead, which seemed quite painful, Lu Xining found some ointment from the medicine cabinet and told him, “Come here.”

“Ah, sister, my dear sister, be gentle, I’m your helpless little brother… your strength is too much…”

“Okay, okay, I’ll stop talking. Just be gentle, alright?”

After applying the ointment, Lu Xining went to wash her hands.

Jing Zheng silently followed her and hesitantly said, “Sister Ning, I saw your scumbag ex-husband yesterday, and also… the one from the Zhou Family.”

Jing Zheng knew about Lu Xining’s past three-year stay with the Zhou Family, after all, he had met her at a Zhou Family banquet.

Now that he had started talking, he decided to spill everything.

“The scumbag ex came around six, played with Xiao Chao and Xiao Ze for a while, even held Nuonuo. I was so upset!”

Jing Zheng truly saw Lu Xining as his own sister and had no pleasant sentiments for the ex-husband who had wronged her.

“He left at eight, and at eight-thirty, the car from the Zhou Family arrived. The man didn’t knock or anything, just stood there.”

At this point, Jing Zheng tentatively asked, “Sister Ning, I heard from friends in Port City that after you left, he went abroad for college and didn’t date anyone until he graduated. He hasn’t had a woman by his side all these years.”

“You’re single now as well. If he pursued you, is there a chance you two could be together?”

While making the coffee, Lu Xining said, “There’s no possibility between him and me.”

Jing Zheng puzzled, asked, “Why?”

“There’s just no possibility, drink your coffee.”

Having said that, Lu Xining carried her cup of coffee upstairs, leaving Jing Zheng confused downstairs, sighing over the empty coffee cup.

Back in the study, Lu Xining didn’t turn on her computer to organize data but opened the window, holding her coffee as she stared blankly at the sunrise in the distance.

She was already moving forward.

But… it seemed he was still stuck in the same place.

–

Today was Sunday, and with the two kids not having to go to school, Lu Xining stayed at home to spend time with the three children.

In the afternoon, the lawyer handling the custody case called her, mentioning that Ji Muye wanted to speak with her in person.

This matter had been temporarily delayed due to several consecutive incidents, and after her return, she had the lawyer follow up promptly.

Lu Xining acutely sensed that Ji Muye’s attitude towards her was somewhat off; she really didn’t want to keep wasting energy on him.

When she heard that the meeting time was after work, Lu Xining hesitated.

Upon learning the location was the Shi’an Group’s meeting room, she pondered for a moment but still agreed.

Jing Zheng descended the stairs to see her putting on her shoes and asked with perplexity, “Sister Ning, dinner is almost ready, where are you going?”

Lu Xining: “I’m going to talk with Ji Muye about custody.”

Jing Zheng immediately said, “I’ll accompany you!”

“No need, I’ll go with the lawyer, you stay at home with the child, I’ll be back soon.”

Hearing that the lawyer would be there too, Jing Zheng felt somewhat relieved and nodded, “Then go and come back early, I’ll ask the kitchen to save some supper for you.”

Lu Xining nodded and quickly drove off from the Lu Mansion towards the direction of Shi’an Group.

Upon arriving at the underground parking lot, the lawyer was already there.

Yan Dong was also there waiting for her to come over.

He curved his lips into a professional smile and said, “Miss Lu, President Ji is waiting for you upstairs, please this way.”

Everything here was normal.

Lu Xining was not unfamiliar with Shi’an Group; she had been here once or twice during the five years she had been married to Ji Muye.

Each time, it was after the employees had left for the day, coming over to deliver the health meals specially prepared for him by the home chef.

But Ji Muye never ate them, solely buried in his work.

After one or two attempts, Lu Xining didn’t bother delivering meals anymore, considering that man wouldn’t starve to death at the company.

She remembered that Ji Muye’s office was on the 28th floor.

Yet, Yan Dong pressed for the 29th floor.

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If she didn’t remember wrong, this floor was the rooftop, right?

Lu Xining directly voiced the doubts in her mind.

Yan Dong explained, “The elevator doors on the 27th and 28th floors temporarily malfunctioned, and the workers are repairing them, so we need to walk down from the 29th floor.”

His explanation sounded solid, so Lu Xining didn’t ponder it further.

The elevator quickly reached the 29th floor.

Before even exiting the elevator, Lu Xining smelled an extremely strong scent of roses, and she felt increasingly that something was not quite right.

Noticing the wariness in her eyes, Yan Dong secretly tensed inwardly, striving not to let her notice anything odd.

With a gentle smile on his face, he gestured, “Miss Lu, the staircase is this way, please.”

He led Lu Xining out of the luxurious elevator lobby and they saw the rooftop filled with rose arrangements, and there stood Ji Muye with an unnatural expression on his face, holding a bouquet of purple roses in his hands.

Lu Xining: “…”

What on earth was Ji Muye thinking?

She turned around to leave, but noticed that the departure glass door had been locked, and Yan Dong and the lawyer’s figures had disappeared.

Inside the elevator, the lawyer’s mouth was covered by Yan Dong, “Great lawyer, please help, help me out.”

Ji Muye was also very unaccustomed to such a flamboyant method, his whole body stiff, utterly lacking the composure he usually had at the negotiation table.

He approached her but hadn’t had the chance to speak when he first heard Lu Xining’s resolute and firm voice.

“I don’t like you, I reject remarrying, and I don’t agree to give you custody.”

She spoke without hesitation, without a trace of mercy.

“…” Ji Muye remained silent.

His long fingers, even and attractive, gripped tightly the purple roses in his hand, his voice deep.

“These… were picked from the Ji Family Garden.”

Lu Xining scoffed, promptly finding and showing the social media update Liu Xixi had posted about cutting the roses she grew.

Ji Muye frowned: “I didn’t know about this.”

“What do you know? Ji Muye, you said you don’t love Liu Xixi, that what you did was only in gratitude for saving Xiao Ze.”

“But Song Henian saved him too; why didn’t you let him stay at the Ji Family’s home, take him and his two sons out for meals, smooth his path in the business world?”

Lu Xining’s pointed words directly blocked the script Ji Muye had prepared in his heart, his handsome face spreading with an air of gloom, his eyes a dark abyss.

She took a deep breath, hooked up the corner of her mouth coldly, and said, “Ji Muye, belated passion is worse than worthless!”