Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 165 - Little Dumpling Two Daddies

Chapter 165: Chapter 165 Little Dumpling: Two Daddies?

Chapter 165: Chapter 165 Little Dumpling: Two Daddies?

Zhou Jiawang’s eyes were a bit sore as he looked at Lu Xining, his gaze filled with pity, guilt, and regret. He walked towards her with steadfast steps.

Sensing something was off with him, Lu Xining asked softly, “What happened?”

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Jiawang had already pulled her tightly into his embrace, the faint scent of his tea-based cologne invading her nostrils.

Lu Xining’s eyes widened as she stared blankly up at the overhead light, her body instantly stiffening.

This scene was witnessed by Ji Muye, who had come looking for them.

He asked coldly, “What are you two doing?”

Being seen in Zhou Jiawang’s arms by another person made Lu Xining feel somewhat unnatural.

Especially since that person was her ex-husband.

She pushed against the man’s shoulders, signaling him to let her go first.

Zhou Jiawang was an extremely gentle and polite man; even when dealing with business competitors, his methods were very soft, never ruthless, and he was the ultimate gentleman towards ladies.

However, at this moment,

he was holding onto Lu Xining tightly, unwilling to let go.

Ji Muye walked towards the balcony with a cold face, casually closing the balcony door and blocking any potential onlookers.

“Zhou Jiawang, let her go.”

Ji Muye knew he had no right to separate them, so he just verbally warned, but the moment he saw Zhou Jiawang not only not letting go but holding on even tighter, he couldn’t help but clench his fist.

Lu Xining was enveloped by the auras of the two men.

On one side was the oppressive feeling coming from Ji Muye, and on the other was the arms of Zhou Jiawang shaking with emotion.

She patted Zhou Jiawang’s back steadily and said, “Let’s talk properly, let me go first.”

This time,

Zhou Jiawang released his arms around her.

His gaze followed hers intently, looking fixedly at her beautiful face.

He was certain that his feelings for her during his student days were those of pure friendship.

But with her sudden departure, leaving him alone with the college life he had envisioned, the memories in foreign lands made her an indelible obsession in his heart.

In the process of seeking the answers to her departure, Lu Xining’s figure constantly lingered in his mind, even as many females appeared beside him, he would subconsciously compare them to Lu Xining.

Latter, he traveled back and forth between Jingzhou and abroad countless times.

He spent almost all his holidays going to Jingzhou to see her.

To see her attending classes, tirelessly working part-time jobs, and cleverly avoiding harassment from customers in the bar…

He wanted to rush up and help her but was stopped by a friend.

His friend told him that since Lu Xining would rather sell drinks in a bar than ask for help from past friends, she was still a proud person at heart and his appearance would only embarrass her.

Zhou Jiawang was frozen by those words.

Then, from some point on, he found his gaze unable to leave her.

Lu Xining didn’t know…

That half of the expensive alcohol she sold during that half a year of part-time work at the bar was in the cellar of Zhou Jiawang’s Jingzhou residence.

These were things Zhou Jiawang didn’t plan to tell her.

But back then, Zhou Jiawang never imagined that the person who drove Lu Xining to that state was his own relative!

Taking a deep breath, he quickly adjusted his emotions and returned to his usual graceful composure.

Zhou Jiawang pushed up his gold-framed glasses, his voice carrying a hint of apology, “I’m sorry, I was inappropriate just now.”

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Ji Muye saw through his act at a glance, his hand in his pocket, noting the change in his attitude from yesterday to today.

He knew that the documents specially delivered to Zhong Heyang had already been forwarded to Zhou Jiawang.

And Zhou Jiawang had read them all.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have acted like he owed her the entire world the moment he saw Lu Xining.

Sorting through his thoughts in his mind, Zhou Jiawang felt he couldn’t frighten Lu Xining.

A moment later, he spoke up, “Ningning, I just had a dream, a dream where… you were bullied by my mother and grandmother because of me.”

Lu Xining’s throat was dry, and her gaze did not leave Zhou Jiawang’s blue pupils, feeling inexplicably that his words were hinting at something.

Could it be that he already knew about the things Old Lady Zhou had done to her daughter-in-law?

But even if he knew, what could he do about it?

Zhou Jiawang, surnamed Zhou.

Could he really go against his own family for her, an outsider?

Lu Xining barely began to entertain such an unrealistic thought before immediately casting it aside.

She said indifferently, “Dreams are the opposite of reality.”

Even without speaking, Ji Muye’s presence was impossible to overlook just by standing there.

Meeting her gaze, Ji Muye hooked his lips, not feeling the slightest bit wrong in using the boys as an excuse to come to her.

“Xiao Chao and Xiao Ze want to video call you, but they can’t get through.”

At the mention of this, Lu Xining suddenly remembered she hadn’t hung up her call with her daughter, grabbed her phone, and saw Little Dumpling fussing with Jing Zheng’s hand covering her eyes, revealing her curious eyes between the fingers.

Seeing Lu Xining looking at her, Lu Nuonuo immediately tugged at Jing Zheng’s fingers and said softly, “Uncle, let go of Nuonuo.”

Jing Zheng, having heard the exchange between Ji Muye and Zhou Jiawang, mockingly winked at Lu Xining through the phone.

He deliberately raised his voice for Ji Muye to hear, “Nuonuo is good, let’s not disturb mommy and the handsome uncle on their date.”

Best to drive Ji Muye, that block of ice, mad!

All day long with a cold face, anyone not in the know might think he’s cosplaying a refrigerator!

Little Dumpling asked in confusion, “Mommy, what’s a date?”

Lu Xining: “…”

Zhou Jiawang glanced at Ji Muye blackening in the face beside him, his lips curling slightly at Little Dumpling’s adorable question.

He walked behind Lu Xining and greeted Lu Nuonuo.

Jing Zheng, unlike his sardonic and dismissive attitude towards Ji Muye, greeted Brother Jiawang respectfully, clearly an old acquaintance.

When Ji Muye heard Little Dumpling calling Zhou Jiawang “handsome uncle”, his already displeased mood got even worse.

Jing Zheng continued to stir the pot, “Nuonuo, maybe before long, you’ll have a handsome daddy~”

Lu Nuonuo blinked in distress, a handsome daddy?

…But she already had a step-daddy, and now a handsome daddy was coming along, wouldn’t that mean she’d have one more daddy than her brothers?

Lu Xining’s lips twitched, what nonsense this little rascal was spouting.

“Jing Zheng, don’t corrupt my daughter!”

Jing Zheng touched his nose, feigning innocence, “Who says I’m talking nonsense, it might indeed come true in the future, right, Brother Jiawang?”

Lu Xining: “!!!”

After saying goodbye to her daughter, she immediately hung up the phone.

Just as Lu Xining was about to change the subject, she heard Zhou Jiawang’s meaningful words, “Ningning, I think Jing Zheng’s suggestion is quite good.”

She turned in surprise and saw the earnestness in his eyes, momentarily unable to respond as silence enveloped the balcony.

Ji Muye’s eyes darkened, his lips curled into a cold smirk as he directly dialed his eldest son for a video call.

At Ji Chao’s call of “Daddy”, Ji Muye pulled Lu Xining into his arms and brought her close.

He held up the phone and said, “Xiao Chao, daddy has found your mommy, didn’t you say you had something to tell her?”

Lu Xining didn’t want to slap Ji Muye in front of Ji Chao, she smiled at the corner of her mouth, inquiring gently about what Ji Chao wanted with her.

As she smiled at her son, she forcefully shook off Ji Muye’s hand on her shoulder, her high heels fiercely stepping on Ji Muye’s dress shoes, only to misstep and stagger backward.

With the last experience in mind, Ji Muye quickly stepped aside as her high heel came down this time.

After all, the last merciless stomp from Lu Xining had left his toe bruised and aching for a long time before it healed.

Ji Muye steadied her by the arm, his lips curving, “Be careful.”

Lu Xining: “…”