Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 142 - Rejecting Old Sir Jis Matchmaking

Chapter 142: Chapter 142: Rejecting Old Sir Ji’s Matchmaking Chapter 142 -142: Rejecting Old Sir Ji’s Matchmaking Shi’an Group’s top floor.

The president’s office was quiet, with only the sound of Ji Muye flipping through files.

Yan Dong, having received the message, knocked on the door in a rush and said to him, “President Ji, the housekeeper from the old residence called to say Madam and the little miss have gone to the Ji Family to attend a banquet!”

Ji Muye knew the purpose behind the banquet arranged by the Old Sir Ji, which was why he had intentionally stayed back at the company to work overtime.

Hearing that Lu Xining had taken her daughter to the Ji Family, his breathing changed frequency imperceptibly, and his eyes revealed deep contemplation.

As time passed, a glimmer of brightness gradually emerged in his eyes.

Ji Muye: “Return to the old residence.”

He stood up to take his coat and strode toward the office exit, his voice tinged with a hint of anticipation.

Yan Dong knew that upon hearing this news, his boss would definitely not be able to sit still, having already arranged for the driver to wait in the downstairs garage.

Sure enough!

Less than two minutes later, Ji Muye decided to go back.

Yan Dong hurried over to press the elevator button, and soon the two left the top floor.

In the elevator, Yan Dong thought back to the fleeting glimpse of the corner where Shen Moli was still working, and couldn’t help but exclaim, “Secretary Shen is really too diligent.”

Although Ji Muye was a perennial workaholic, he did not demand the same of his employees; they could leave on time as long as they completed their work, but Shen Moli always stayed in the secretarial office until the very end.

“Arrange the workload reasonably from now on.”

Hearing this from his boss, Yan Dong thought about the recent workload assigned to other secretaries and realized that he hadn’t given Shen Moli too much to do.

Thinking this over, he concluded that while Shen Moli was diligent, if she had to work overtime every day, could her work efficiency be too low?

Little did he know, at this moment in the secretaries’ office, Shen Moli sat in the most hidden corner, seeing the reply from Zhang Yuzhi on her mobile phone and gradually wearing a satisfied smile.

[Zhang Yuzhi: I agree to cooperate with you.]

Before leaving the office.

Her gaze locked onto Ji Muye’s office like that of a venomous snake before she headed toward the employee elevator.

Her ten-centimeter stiletto heels clicked on the tiled floor, making the darkened office seem all the more gloomy and eerie.

However, when the elevator doors opened, Shen Moli cast a casual glance at the surveillance camera above, her gaze returning to its usual gentleness, and she even enthusiastically greeted her colleagues who were also working overtime.

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The three children left the rest lounge hand in hand.

Now, only the rest lounge with Lu Xining and Old Sir Ji remained, quiet as a still town.

Old Sir Ji first inquired about her situation over the past two years and then subtly broached the topic of Little Dumpling’s biological father.

Lu Xining was incredibly relieved that the hospital she had originally picked was a private one owned by the Gong family; with Gong Yunxue’s help, her subsequent pregnancy had been concealed flawlessly.

She looked at Old Sir Ji calmly and said, “I actually don’t know who Nuonuo’s biological father is.”

“After seeing the trending search results, seeing Ji Muye being close with Liu Xixi and taking care of Ji Chao and Ji Ze, my hope was extinguished, and I wanted to have a child that belonged only to me, so I went to the ‘sperm’ bank and bought a little seed.”

There was not a hint of panic in Lu Xining’s eyes, and the curve of her lips was just right.

Everything sounded plausible, but the craftier the older.

Although Nuonuo’s features resembled Lu Xining’s as if cast from the same mold, Ji Muye had grown up around Old Sir Ji, and no one knew better than him what Ji Muye had looked like as a child.

Nuonuo’s face bore at least a three-point resemblance to Ji Muye’s childhood visage; how could she possibly be from a seed bought outside?

Yet considering Lu Xining’s unflinching attitude towards a paternity test, Old Sir Ji felt a flicker of doubt within.

Regardless of the truth, they would first proceed with a paternity test.

By now, the samples of Ji Muye and Nuonuo must have been sent out for testing.

These matters were all secretly carried out by the housekeeper of the old residence at the behest of Old Sir Ji, and Ji Muye was unaware of them.

In fact, from the day he learned that Lu Xining had a daughter, Old Sir Ji had wanted to do this.

“Xixi, let’s set aside the matter of Nuonuo for now,” regardless of whether she is from the Ji Family, I really like her. When you have time, bring her over to the old residence to see this old man.”

Lu Xining neither agreed nor refused, but politely smiled.

She knew that the purpose of Old Sir Ji inviting her over was definitely not just to question whether Little Dumpling was Ji Muye’s daughter; there must be other matters involved.

She thought about it and realized it had a bit to do with the Ji Family, like sending Zhang Yuqiang into that place.

Whether Zhang Yuzhi married into the Ji Family by whatever means, she is now Ji Muye’s stepmother, a member of the Ji Family. Could it be that Old Sir Ji wanted to stand up for her?

Or could it be…

Another reason, Lu Xining didn’t want to think about, nor was she willing to contemplate.

It was also later that she learned that when Mr. Ji went to find her at school, it was actually Old Sir Ji who had instructed him to do so.

The one who really wanted her to marry Ji Muye was Old Sir Ji.

But now, all she wanted was to stay far away from Ji Muye. Except for matters involving Ji Chao and Ji Ze, it was best if the two of them kept to their own paths.

But Old Sir Ji seemed to think differently.

“The mother of Xiao Ye is a very cold but capable and strong woman, always busy with work and not giving Xiao Ye much maternal love.”

“You should know what kind of person his father is,” Old Sir Ji stated, then sighed.

In the business circles, there were marriages of convenience where the couple would fall in love after marriage and live harmoniously.

He thought that Ji Muye’s parents could do the same, to grow fond of each other through understanding—only to find that his son was too much of a scoundrel!

In the end, he messed up the life of a good girl and even brought the low-esteemed Zhang Yuzhi back home, almost causing him to drive his son out of the Ji Family.

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Either way, it was ultimately a mistake on his part as an old man.

Lu Xining remained silent for a long time after hearing this.

Then she heard Old Sir Ji deeply sigh once more.

“Xixi, I raised Xiao Ye by my side since he was young, and although I taught him many things, I’m not good with emotions myself.”

“Therefore, this child’s understanding of affection has always been flawed.”

“Those five years have been hard on you.”

Lu Xining smiled and looked Old Sir Ji in the eyes, calmly speaking, “Grandpa Ji, it’s all in the past.”

She’s not someone who likes to look back, whether in love or in business, she always prefers to move forward.

Hardships are a thing of the past, dwelling too much on them will only consume her present self and miss out on a better future.

Old Sir Ji saw that her smile was genuine, and in the end, he still wanted to put in a few good words for his grandson.

“Xixi, Grandpa knows you divorced back then due to grievances; the fault indeed lies with Xiao Ye for failing to judge people correctly, blindly seeking to repay a debt, and missing the real treasure. It’s right for him to suffer these last two years.”

Perhaps even Old Sir Ji himself did not realize that even though he could discern the truth, he subconsciously favored his grandson in this matter.

“But Xiao Chao and Xiao Ze are only six years old; they need a complete family, the company of their biological parents by their side, this is more conducive to the growth of both of them.”

Old Sir Ji spoke in a deep voice, asking her, “Even for the sake of the two children, are you unwilling to remarry Xiao Ye?”

Behind a door, Ji Muye held his breath.

Lu Xining, provoked by Old Sir Ji’s words, felt a flare of irritation— who said that children would necessarily fare poorly after their parents divorce?

This time, she didn’t even want to call him ‘Grandpa Ji’.

Lu Xining: “Old Sir Ji, I am divorced, not dead.”