Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 163 - Setting the Trap

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: Setting the Trap

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: Setting the Trap

On the way back to the hotel.

Lu Xining had someone look into Cheng Cang’s younger brother, “Cheng Jin.”

Fu Junhang, learning that she went out alone last night and almost had her “tofu eaten” by Cheng Jin, his first thought was to throw the man into his overseas base and teach him a harsh lesson.

She saw through his intentions and said calmly, “Cheng Jin is just a minor character, not worth our full mobilization. What’s most important now is to find the person behind the scenes.”

Fu Junhang doubted, “Could it possibly be the competitor for the Redwood Resort?”

“Not likely. Our company has only recently been established overseas, barely qualifying as a new company. Even if others can’t beat Ji Muye and Zhou Jiawang, there are still local brands with bigger reputations than ours.”

“Moreover, we arrived in Fuxian yesterday afternoon. The other party made me ‘offend’ Cheng Cang right away. It’s clear they were targeting me personally, not the company behind me.”

Lu Xining had been living with her daughter in Yunqiao Village for the past two years. It takes over two hours to drive from Fuxian to Yunqiao Village; she couldn’t possibly have made enemies here.

The Liu Family was annihilated, the Chen Family was ruined; they didn’t have that capability.

As for the Zhang Family behind Zhang Yuzhi, they didn’t have the reach to extend their hands to this remote small town.

Most importantly!

The other party was clearly very confident, believing that even if discovered by a madman like Cheng Cang, they could still avoid his retaliation.

After much thought, the only person Lu Xining could think of who was biased against her, wished her dead, and possessed the strength, was probably only the old lady from the Port City Zhou Family.

But Zhou Jiawang was not a fool. He was right here, and if Old Lady Zhou really made a move against her, he would have noticed.

So, who exactly was this person lurking in the shadows?

Lu Xining fell into deep thought.

…Just who was using her as a pawn?

Fu Junhang consoled her, “Don’t worry, I’ll have someone check it out.”

She looked out the window at the receding scenery and instructed, “Monkey, keep an eye on Cheng Cang.”

“If we do manage to secure the Redwood Resort, we’ll need to spend a lot of time in Fuxian afterward. Being marked by Cheng Cang as an opponent would not be conducive to our later advancement.”

Lu Xining’s eyes darkened, “If possible, bring him under our command.”

On the other side.

Cheng Cang’s subordinates, seeing the hairpin stuck in his chest, looked horrified, afraid he would ascend to heaven the next second, “Boss, boss, are you okay? Let me help you up.”

The man, barely clinging to life, glared as a subordinate approached to help and bit out through gritted teeth, “Help what? Call an ambulance or your boss really will die!”

The subordinates were in a flurry.

Before entering the operating room, Cheng Cang had his subordinates re-investigate his brother’s affairs.

The outside world thought he was obsessed with his brother.

Only he himself wished that dead weight would just go die.

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Ji Muye had just finished dealing with company affairs and noticed it was past lunchtime. Just as he was about to have food brought in, he heard commotion outside.

Lu Xining had just reached her room door when the opposite room opened.

Ji Muye saw her but did not immediately start talking. He didn’t speak, and Lu Xining followed suit, remaining silent.

Earlier when Cheng Cang confronted her, Lu Xining did not refute him immediately, unsure if this man had someone teach Cheng Jin a lesson after she left.

Ji Muye’s gaze was deep, as if to pull someone into it.

He noticed the creases on her clothes and then saw the wound on Fu Junhang’s face. He took the initiative to ask, “What happened?”

Lu Xining was not obtuse. Having doubts, it was natural for her to seek clarity.

She briefly recounted what happened with Cheng Cang and his brother and asked Ji Muye if he had sent someone to teach the latter a lesson.

Ji Muye responded affirmatively.

Ma Sai at the doorway immediately explained on behalf of his boss, “Miss Lu, we only bagged him and gave him a beating, didn’t ruin his root.”

Lu Xining’s gaze lingered on Ji Muye for a second, “Thank you.”

She knew that everything he did was for her. It was only right for her, both emotionally and logically, to thank him.

But beyond that, there was nothing else.

With a “beep” of the card swipe, as Lu Xining was about to step in, she heard the man’s deep voice ask her, “Had lunch yet?”

The footsteps at the entrance paused, and she responded with a cold indifference, “Not yet.”

Ji Muye was about to speak again when he heard Fu Junhang’s voice, “Thanks for your concern, President Ji, but I have already ordered a meal for Sister Ning.”

He frowned, taking a deep look at Lu Xining.

She had already returned to her room.

The wounds on Fu Junhang’s face added a wilder touch to his appearance.

If Cheng Cang was like a mad dog who had fought his way up from the bottom, then he was the lone wolf, a leader of a wolf pack that had staked out territory in the dangerously thick forest all by himself.

With his hands clasped in front of him, he leaned against the door, smiling as he posed his question half-jokingly, “What is this, President Ji? Silently contributing, hoping to move your ex-wife?”

“It’s none of your business,” Ji Muye didn’t want to talk more with him.

But Fu Junhang had no intention of passing up this chance to twist the knife in his heart. The reason he and Jing Zheng always ended up arguing each time they met was that they both regarded Lu Xining and Lu Nuonuo as family, and by extension, they both shared a mutual dislike for Ji Muye, the ex-husband.

“President Ji can’t possibly believe that just because Liu Xixi’s matter is resolved, the issues between you and Ningning are also settled, can he?”

The intended “Sister Ning” at the tip of his tongue was deliberately changed to Ningning, and when it came to infuriating others, both Fu Junhang and Jing Zheng were exceptionally adept.

As his words ended, a cool autumn wind swirled through the corridor windows, along with Ji Muye’s icy gaze that fell upon Fu Junhang’s face, who simply smiled nonchalantly.

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“Would President Ji dare to make a bet with me?”

“Bet that, even if you kneel in front of Ningning, she will never reconcile with you.”

The dark pupils behind Ji Muye’s tousled hair lazily lifted.

He said nothing, just stood there watching Fu Junhang, scoffed, and closed the door to his room.

Fu Junhang was choked with anger: What’s this damn man scoffing at!

Ji Muye’s upbringing dictated that he would never discuss his past with Lu Xining in front of everyone. Whether they continued to be apart or reconciled, it was a matter between him and Lu Xining, what right did Fu Junhang have to judge?

But was Ji Muye’s heart really as calm as it appeared on the surface? Not entirely.

At least during the evening banquet that day.

When Ji Muye saw Lu Xining walking into the banquet hall on Fu Junhang’s arm, smiling tenderly, his eyes instantly darkened.

Shen Molin, who was by his side, discreetly lowered her eyes, suppressing the hatred in her heart for Lu Xining.

She took a quiet step forward to remind Ji Muye, “President Ji, that gentleman there is the general manager of Rongli Group, Tan Run, and the lady beside him is his fiancée, the only daughter of Wei Xin Food, Yu Man.”

After speaking, she maintained a proper distance from her boss, stepping back to her previous position.

“President Ji, long time no see.”

Ji Muye lightly shook the hand that Tan Run extended, “Mr. Tan, you’re looking well.”

Afterwards, many more people came forward to greet him.

Shen Molin and the male secretary were separately keeping track of all the guests’ names at the banquet. Originally, she was responsible for half, but when the male secretary occasionally stumbled, Shen Molin was quick to help out.

Through the episode from the previous night, she learned the extent of Ji Muye’s dislikes and kept a very appropriate measure throughout the day.

Shen Molin could see that Ji Muye was very appreciative of her work abilities.

She stole a glance at the situation between Lu Xining and Ji Muye, noting that their relationship still seemed tense, and her lips couldn’t help but curl into a cold smile.

After entering the banquet hall, Lu Xining let go of the arm she held onto Fu Junhang with, cheerfully chatting with people who came up to inquire about the news.

The social circles within the country were so small, and the elite circles would have messages that more or less flowed between each other. Although the news of Ji Muye declaring at Old Sir Ji’s birthday banquet that Lu Xining’s daughter was his own daughter didn’t blow up on the trending searches, people in the circle still knew some of the details.

And now, there were those probing indirectly about her current relationship with Ji Muye.

Lu Xining just smiled without a word.

Just then, there was a disturbance from the crowd.

She looked in the direction of the commotion toward Ji Muye, and saw that he was protecting Shen Molin, who had just been splashed with wine, behind him.

Ji Muye, “Who gave you permission to touch a person from Shi An?”

The crowd instantly fell silent.

Even from where Lu Xining stood, she could hear the cold and sharpness in Ji Muye’s voice.

Yet she discovered that Shen Molin’s gaze had actually fallen on her.

Lu Xining narrowed her eyes as she sized up Shen Molin’s figure, inexplicably reminded of the night when Ji Muye came to her house to pick up the child.