Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 81 - : So Little Dumpling Knew

Chapter 81 -81: So Little Dumpling Knew

Lu Nuonuo hugged her pink little fox, rubbing her eyes as she came to find him.

Little Dumpling was still wearing her one-piece pajamas, her hair was a messy tangle but it made her look even more adorably soft, evoking a tender feeling in one’s heart.

She walked straight over to Ji Muye, who was sitting on the sofa, and climbed into his arms using both hands and feet.

The nanny who had brought Little Dumpling over explained, “Mr. Ji, our Miss received an emergency call in the middle of the night and had to leave. When Little Miss woke up and didn’t find her mother, she came to find you.”

Lu Nuonuo also spoke with red eyes, “Looking for Mommy.”

Having woken up without seeing Lu Xining, Little Dumpling felt insecure and immediately thought of Ji Muye in the guest room.

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Following Lu Xining’s instructions, the nanny stayed by the master bedroom door, fearing that Little Dumpling would wake up and look for an adult.

Ji Muye’s dark, handsome eyes were red with bloodshot, having not slept all night.

He looked down tenderly at the child in his arms, clutching his shirt tightly, touching the softest part of his heart without a sound.

Ji Muye gently patted the child on the back with a tenderness in his voice he had never shown before.

Without looking up, he told the nanny indifferently, “Go make some formula.”

Little Dumpling was well-behaved in his arms, her sleep-deprived eyes red, her mouth pouted in a sulk, “Want to find Mommy.”

Lu Xining wouldn’t suddenly leave her child and home, so it was likely that something had happened at the laboratory.

“Nuonuo, be good, Mommy has gone to work, and she will be back once she’s finished.”

“Uncle will stay with you, okay?”

Just then, the nanny had finished making the formula, but the person who brought it into the guest room was the male housekeeper, who handed it over to him and immediately retreated to the doorway.

The staff of the Lu Family maintained a sense of propriety and boundaries, all of which Ji Muye took note of.

Since the child was still young and they were worried that Little Dumpling would cry if she couldn’t see her mother, the nanny and the housekeeper both waited outside the guest room door.

Similarly, someone was arranged outside the master bedroom door, ready to take care of Ji Chao and Ji Ze as soon as they woke up.

Little Dumpling was too well-behaved. Hearing Ji Muye’s words, she rubbed her eyes and nodded, “Nuonuo will wait at home for Mommy.”

Ji Muye smiled at her, “Good child.”

Lu Nuonuo, who was already sleep-deprived, fell asleep in the man’s deep, soothing voice even before finishing her formula.

Ji Muye carefully took the bottle from her hand and carried her to the bed.

He sat at the head of the bed, with one hand continuing to gently pat the child’s arm, his voice low and magnetic, and soon the child fell into a deep sleep.

Perhaps it was because of the blood ties…

Perhaps because he was preoccupied, the answer was no longer important…

Or perhaps it was simply because he hadn’t closed his eyes all night…

Gradually, Ji Muye, still sitting at the head of the bed, fell asleep.

The family portrait of five in his dreams suddenly became a reality.

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He would come home from work, and Little Dumpling, holding her two brothers’ hands, would greet him, each calling him ‘Daddy’, and he would look up to see Lu Xining inside, watering the plants, and everything would be as it was in the warmest family scene of his mind.

In reality, the man with closed eyes had a smile on his lips.

On the other hand, Lu Xining, busy in the Jingzhou Temporary Laboratory, was focused, working with the team from Country C on the newly emerged virus.

By the time she left the laboratory, dawn was breaking.

Concerned for her children at home, she hurried back as soon as she finished the final tasks.

As soon as she entered the house, she met a pair of dim and unclear dark eyes. Lu Xining’s eyes flickered, suddenly remembering that the paternity test result must have come out, right?

When she left the house, she seemed to have seen a Shi’an Group car rush into the neighborhood.

Ji Muye took the initiative to say, “You’re back.”

The man, dressed in home clothes, turned his head upon hearing the sound at the entrance, his comment to Lu Xining upon her arrival giving the impression of a husband waiting at home for his busy wife.

Lu Xining averted her gaze, responding with a cool hum out of politeness.

After changing her shoes, she was about to go find her daughter and two sons, but the man who had gotten up stopped her.

“Xining, I want to hear it from you,” he said, his voice several degrees lower as he suppressed the emotions inside. “Is Nuonuo… is she my daughter?”

Lu Xining looked at the man before her strangely. Hadn’t the paternity test results come out yet?

To Mr. Ji Muye’s question, she mulled it over countless times in her heart, but in the end, she left him with a single, indifferent sentence.

Lu Xining: “No.”

She left without a moment’s hesitation, not until she entered the toy shop did the persistent gaze from behind her vanish.

After spending a while with her three children, Lu Xining’s thoughts began to wander, thinking back to the brief look of dejection on the man’s face.

Sensing a change in her mother’s emotions, little Lu Nuonuo immediately gave her a big hug.

She couldn’t help but reach out to touch her daughter’s fluffy little head.

Little Dumpling pressed her plump, pink cheek against Lu Xining’s face, her voice still soft and tender, but the content startled her.

“Mommy, Nuonuo doesn’t want Daddy, just Mommy.”

“…Nuonuo?”

If surprise had a form, at that moment all of Lu Xining’s hair might have stood on end!

She never imagined that her barely more-than-a-year-old daughter could be so clever and sensitive. Lu Xining glanced at her two sons, who were busy assembling toy cars, and she walked with her daughter to the window sill, holding her.

She looked at her docile daughter with complex eyes and restrained her voice, “Does Nuonuo know who Daddy is?”

Little Dumpling nodded her head, “Uncle, he is Daddy.”

If there had been a sliver of hope before, now Lu Xining felt an endless guilt which surged like a tsunami, overturning all her thoughts.

In Lu Xining’s eyes remained only the lucid and transparent gaze of her daughter. Little Dumpling leaned in close and left a big kiss on her cheek.

She opened her little candy bag and took out a black-wrapped candy to give to her.

“Mommy, Nuonuo has been good and taken her medicine.”

Lu Xining checked her watch; it was indeed time for her daughter’s medication.

She unwrapped the black paper and fed the medicine inside to her daughter, her eyes filled with pity and affection, “Nuonuo is so good.”

These were the medications she had specially formulated for her daughter.

The little one didn’t like to drink the brewed medicine powder, so Lu Xining found a way to make it more palatable for a child, even improving the taste so that now her child didn’t resist taking her medication.

Little Dumpling sucked on the medicine pill disguised as candy without any resistance and even took out a pink candy, peeling it and popping it into Lu Xining’s mouth.

She then comforted her mother in a childish voice, “Mommy, it won’t taste bitter after the candy.”

Because of her daughter’s compliance, Lu Xining felt she owed her even more.

She hugged the little one tightly in her arms and made up her mind, “If Nuonuo wants to recognize Daddy, Mommy can…”

Lu Nuonuo shook her head in her arms, “Nuonuo will always love Mommy.”

She playfully tugged at Lu Xining’s clothes and continued, “Brothers are good, uncle is good, but Mommy is the best.”

Although she liked her brothers, and now she liked her cheap dad too, if she had to choose between them and her mommy, she would always unconditionally and firmly choose her mommy.

Realizing her daughter knew everything, Lu Xining looked at her with even more affectionate eyes.

This was her daughter who caused no trouble during the ten months in the womb…

Ji Muye, who had been sitting in the living room, watched the mother and daughter by the window sill of the toy house through a distance that was neither far nor close.

Lu Xining was gently talking to her daughter with her head down.

Little Dumpling said something that made Lu Xining’s eyes seem reddish.

From his angle, the woman rarely gave her daughter two candies today, one wrapped in an unfamiliar black paper and the other in a familiar pink candy wrapper.

Thinking of the candy that Little Dumpling had previously stuffed into his pocket, Ji Muye’s mind returned to the envelope that he had ultimately couldn’t resist opening.

A few thin sheets of paper, and he directly flipped to the last page of the document.