Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 173 - Cherish the Present

Chapter 173: Chapter 173: Cherish the Present

Chapter 173: Chapter 173: Cherish the Present

Under a nearby tree.

Ji Muye, clad in a black trench coat, held a bunch of small daisies in his hand; he remembered Lu Xining once mentioned that her grandmother didn’t fancy showy flowers like roses, but rather loved the wildly growing daisies by the roadside.

Free, casual, unbounded by worldly matters.

Yesterday, when he saw her buying offerings for the visit, he personally went to a roadside flower shop to buy a bunch of daisies.

The wind brought over the sounds of her chatting with her grandmother.

The daisies in Ji Muye’s hand, after a whole night, still looked fresh, and the simple transparent wrapping paper seemed particularly pure against the man’s slender and clean fingers, creating a stark contrast with the black trench coat.

“Grandma, I’ve forgiven Xiao Chao and Xiao Ze.”

“I was very upset before, knowing that the two kids went to meet Liu Xixi with their father, despite knowing I didn’t like her, and Xiao Ze’s words about liking Aunt Xixi even became a nightmare for me for two years.”

At that time, Lu Xining had doubted herself too; the children she raised by hand ought to be the closest to her, yet they said they liked Liu Xixi more. Was it because she wasn’t doing well enough?

She fell into a state of self-consumption, and after proposing divorce to Ji Muye over the phone, she was admitted to the hospital due to ill health.

She had just come out of the hospital on the day she got her divorce certificate.

She was a pregnant woman in need of nourishment, but she became even thinner than before.

It took a long time for her to come to terms with herself.

As a wife, she had fulfilled her responsibilities.

As a mother, she never gave up caring for and looking after the two children.

If the final outcome still didn’t meet her expectations, it didn’t prove that everything she did was wrong.

It just meant there was no destiny in that aspect.

She was not at fault!

Time healed the wounds in Lu Xining’s heart, and she devoted herself to her research work, which took away her worries about the past life.

And the birth of Lu Nuonuo.

To her, it was like a rebirth of identity.

Lu Xining gently wiped the dew from the tombstone, thinking to herself, Grandma, I’ve tried, but I still can’t let go of the two children, so I calmly accept all the good and bad that the future may bring.

She spread a waterproof cloth next to the tombstone and sat there quietly, her forehead leaning on the stone as though it were her grandmother’s shoulder.

In the two years after the divorce, although she had forgotten everything that happened with Ji Muye, the wounds from the past still remained.

So when they met again, her emotions would still fluctuate because of him.

Allowing Ji Muye to enter her life over and over again, partly due to an indelible reason related to the children, and more importantly…

Some wounds needed to be laid open completely to heal thoroughly.

In the process of Ji Muye approaching her time and again, the rotten flesh of the wound was gradually cut away, and finally, as of yesterday, it completely healed.

Because she realized that when Ji Muye used her hairpin to save another woman, deep down, she seemed only to feel for life itself.

A faint smile flowed in Lu Xining’s eyes; she even felt in the mood to share with her grandmother her expectations for the other side of the future.

“I think that person doesn’t need to be perfect, but must always put me first, you know I have quite a temperament.”

“So this person has to love me wholeheartedly, pamper me, indulge me, to win my heart, Grandma, don’t you think so?”

A breeze blew past, caressing her cheeks as gently as the warmth of her grandmother’s hand when she was little.

“I just knew it, Grandma, you loved me the most.”

She said jokingly, “I wonder which man will be so lucky in the future to win the affection of Lu Xining~”

The hair on both sides of her cheeks fluttered in the wind, feeling a bit cool, but Lu Xining’s heart was warm.

Now she was past the age of nourishing herself with love.

If it came, she would savor it.

If not, she would remain hopeful.

Now with three children by her side, a thriving career developing, and the pains of the past gradually fading and disappearing.

Compared to the elusive love, she cherished everything in front of her even more.

The leaves still bore the dew of early morning, and as the wind passed, droplets fell onto Ji Muye’s shoulder, but his mind was completely swept away by her.

The soft voice in which Lu Xining narrated, with its heartbreaking magic, also stirred a massive wave at the bottom of his eyes.

“Grandma, I’ll cherish the present, live well, and won’t let you down,” Lu Xining discerned the meaning behind the words.

She was reconciling with her past self and preparing to embrace a new future.

Ji Muye gripped the small daisy blooming against the wind and gazed through the trees at the slim figure of the woman.

He didn’t even have the courage to ask her what those words meant.

Ji Muye felt as if his heart was shattered into countless pieces, the pain numbing his limbs and making breathing difficult.

He had never known that words spoken so calmly could inflict such immense hurt on someone.

He felt as though he was overwhelmed by a painful drowning sensation.

Perhaps it was because she would not be able to return to Yunqiao Village for a long time, so Lu Xining spoke many, many words in front of the gravestone.

After a long time had passed,

Lu Xining finally stood up to leave, her gaze gentler than before.

“Grandma, I’m going to Jingzhou now, and I might not be able to visit you for a while. When I have the chance, I’ll bring the three kids to see you.”

After she left,

Ji Muye walked out from another direction, placing the small daisy at the gravestone and deeply bowed.

“Grandma, I’m Ji Muye, Ningning’s… ex-husband.”

“I’m so sorry for not coming to see you sooner.”

Then a long silence followed.

Ji Muye didn’t know what to say to the elderly woman resting here, about the unintentional harm he had caused her granddaughter.

Just now, she told her grandmother that she had completely removed him from her heart and was ready to welcome a new person, new love.

“In the future, I will definitely protect her and the children.”

The past was unchangeable, but he would cherish everything in the present even more.

His deep, magnetic voice dispersed into the air, and Ji Muye didn’t linger too long at the site.

“Grandma, I will come to see you again.”

He hadn’t noticed the delicate bracelet next to the plate of offerings as his black coat gradually disappeared in front of the gravestone.

Ten minutes later,

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a slender hand picked up the bracelet and slipped it back onto a wrist, glittering in the sunlight.

Looking at the blooming daisies before the gravestone, Lu Xining’s eyes twinkled with confusion: Who would come to pay respects to her grandmother here?

Almost everyone in Yunqiao Village who knew her grandmother’s identity had passed away.

Now, the villagers of Yunqiao Village, except for the elderly village chief, were unaware of who was buried here and the connection between her grandmother and Yunqiao Village.

Even when her grandmother had brought her back to Yunqiao Village, the others were outsiders seeking a peaceful life.

Her grandmother didn’t wish to cause a fuss, so she kept silent.

Lu Xining had her doubts that it might have been Ji Muye whom she saw yesterday, but she immediately dismissed the thought.

When they were still married, he wouldn’t even accompany her to Yunqiao Village to pay respects to her grandmother.

Now that there was no relationship between them, why would such a busy corporation president spend so much time here?

No, it certainly wasn’t Ji Muye.

Lu Xining returned home and didn’t pack much; after dealing with things in Jingzhou, she planned to bring the kids back here.

After all, Yunqiao Village was an ideal place for Little Dumpling to recover his health.

Fu Junhang had left a housekeeper and a bodyguard to assist, so there wouldn’t be too much trouble in maintaining the house.

Lu Xining instructed the housekeeper to clean the gravestone regularly and then prepared to drive alone to Fuxian Airport.

Passing by the village entrance and the tree there, she rolled down the window for a glance at the barely visible marks on the ground—Ji Muye must have left last night.

Lu Xining thought that the person who sent the daisies was perhaps the old village chief.

As her car left the village, Ji Muye started his own car silently and followed behind her.

After they both departed, Shen Moli emerged from behind the earthen wall.