Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 199 - Nuonuo Daughter

Chapter 199: Chapter 199: Nuonuo, Daughter

Chapter 199: Chapter 199: Nuonuo, Daughter

When Ji Muye received Lu Nuonuo’s call, he had just arrived in country S, and he was to attend a very important business dinner tonight.

The caller ID showed Lu Xining.

Ji Muye’s heart clenched, his thoughts whirling before he answered, and then he mockingly tugged at the corner of his mouth, “She isn’t even willing to see me face to face, why would she make a video call?”

But… even though reason told him that the person on the other end was probably Little Dumpling, Ji Muye still harbored some hidden hope.

“Uncle~”

Lu Nuonuo leaned into the phone, smiling cheerily at him.

Outside the car window shone the bright, blistering sunshine, while on the other end of the video, Lu Nuonuo had already put on a one-piece pajama, her freshly dried hair soft and compliant, and her cheeks looking freshly washed and plump.

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As soon as the video connected, a crisp “Uncle” rang out.

Ji Muye, who had been spinning through several all-nighters, gazed at the adorable Little Dumpling on the other side, the exhaustion in his eyes swiftly becoming gentle.

Ji Muye: “Mm, what is it?”

Water could be heard on the other end of the video.

Little Dumpling had made the call while her mother was showering.

“Uncle, Nuonuo is growing up~”

When she said it, her eyes seemed to sparkle with thousands of stars, and her dimpled cheeks accompanied her smile as it emerged.

In the past, Little Dumpling would smile at Ji Muye too, but there always seemed to be a distance when she smiled at him in his arms, and he didn’t pay much attention then.

But today was different.

Ji Muye suddenly narrowed his eyes, sitting up a bit straighter.

This dimple…

He tightened his grip on the phone, his gaze shifting toward the car window behind it, tugging at the corner of his mouth, he saw the same dimples as on Little Dumpling.

Ji Muye’s dark pupils deepened.

As he looked back at Little Dumpling in the video, a certain signal in his brain, which he dared not confirm, grew stronger.

“Nuonuo, can you smile for uncle again?”

Seeing the way he looked at her differently than before, Lu Nuonuo’s intelligent, grape-like eyes twinkled.

She smiled and nodded, and her smile was even brighter than the sunlight on his side, her dimples clearly visible.

The man’s heartbeat sped up with her dimpled smile.

Thump, thump, thump…

Suppressing the surging emotions inside, Ji Muye’s tightly pressed lips slowly parted, his voice softer than before.

“Nuonuo was looking for…”

“Did you need something from uncle?”

In the passenger seat, Yan Dong, having clearly noticed the change in Ji Muye’s voice, silently opened the divider.

Lu Nuonuo, tired from leaning, cupped the phone in both hands, lying on the pillow to continue chatting with him, “Nuonuo’s birthday is coming, and I want to draw a beautiful card.”

“For brother, uncle, godmother…”

“Uncle, Nuonuo has grown up, as tall as brother now.”

Ji Muye quickly understood and clarified the child’s intent, Little Dumpling’s birthday was approaching, and she wanted to draw invitations for those she wished to invite.

“You’re reaching out to uncle because you want him to help you with the drawing?”

He scrutinized Little Dumpling’s facial features carefully, indeed very similar to Lu Xining’s, but the more he observed, it seemed familiar to his own.

Recalling the few times she had called Ji Chao and Ji Ze “Daddy” alongside them, the feelings inside Ji Muye became increasingly complex.

Already content with having two sons, the thought that he might possibly have a daughter made him eager to fly back to the country immediately to confront Lu Xining.

But considering Lu Xining’s temper, Ji Muye calmed down.

Even if Nuonuo was indeed his daughter, she would never admit it, so the best approach was to present the evidence right in front of her.

Daughter…

Nuonuo, his daughter…

If Nuonuo really was his daughter, how could the previous paternity test results show they were not related?

Little Dumpling nodded across the video call.

“Okay, uncle is overseas now, but when uncle comes back tomorrow, shall we draw together?”

Even through a phone screen, Ji Muye was almost melted by the sparkling eyes of Lu Nuonuo across from him.

Little Dumpling remembered Ji Muye once tricked her, sat up again, lifted the phone high, and seriously said to him, “Uncle pinky promise, you can’t lie to children.”

Ji Muye curled his lips slightly, “Okay.”

“I’ll bring you a gift when I return.”

As Lu Xining had just finished her bath and came out, she heard her daughter talking about not lying to children and saw her sitting on the bed holding the phone.

While drying her hair, she asked, “Nuonuo, who are you video calling?”

Since Little Dumpling often used her phone to video call Jing Zheng, Fu Junhang, and others, Lu Xining thought nothing of it.

When Lu Xining asked her, Lu Nuonuo attempted to show her the phone screen, thinking it was Fu Junhang, so Lu Xining let her continue the video call.

Recalling previous incidents, before she went to blow-dry her hair, she specifically instructed, “Be good, don’t run downstairs, okay?”

Little Dumpling nodded softly and obediently: “Got it～”

Lu Xining sighed helplessly.

She needed to take time to correct her daughter mimicking cartoon characters’ speaking tones.

Ji Muye glanced at the time, realizing it was getting late back home.

He spoke up to remind Little Dumpling, “Nuonuo, it’s time for bed.”

Lu Nuonuo set the phone aside, obediently lay down, pulled up her little blanket, and said goodnight to Ji Muye across the screen.

As she pressed the button to end the call, she didn’t notice the phone had fallen onto the pillow, thinking the call was ended, she peacefully fell asleep.

Seeing darkness on the other side, but without the video having been hung up purposely, and thinking about how Lu Nuonuo might be his daughter, Ji Muye was reluctant to end the call himself.

It wasn’t until Lu Xining finished drying her hair and came out to see her daughter already asleep that her eyes filled with profound maternal love.

She kissed her daughter’s forehead and said, “Goodnight, baby.”

Hearing the sound, Ji Muye held his breath; the next second, his gaze met with Lu Xining’s as she picked up the phone, revealing surprise in her eyes.

Lu Xining had not expected the “uncle” her daughter mentioned

was Ji Muye.

Ji Muye gave her a deep look then ended the video call himself.

Seeing the call had lasted over half an hour, Lu Xining’s mouth twitched.

Her daughter really could

talk that long with someone so emotionally reserved.

The car’s visor was down.

Ji Muye, eyes closed, told Yan Dong, “Book the earliest flight back home for tomorrow.”

As the ever-attentive chief secretary, Yan Dong had already been looking up the latest flight tonight and the earliest one for tomorrow morning,

right when he heard Lu Nuonuo asking Ji Muye to draw. Originally, Ji Muye had a meeting scheduled at the M country branch for the third-quarter tomorrow morning, followed by flying to other countries for international business. For the next half-month, he would be practically living in the air.

But now, his mind was entirely on his daughter.

Thinking about the paternity test his grandfather had given him, which he kept in a safe at the Ji Family Mansion, Ji Muye’s heart rate quickened.

His daughter…

Even he hadn’t noticed that the corners of his mouth had already begun lifting at the word, and his eyes were filled with strong anticipation.

His daughter…

Initially, Ji Muye wanted Ma Sai to retrieve the paternity test report from the Ji Family Mansion, but he decided he wanted to open and witness it himself and thus resolved to plan carefully.

Meanwhile, back home, as soon as Lu Xining lay down, she received the latest email forwarded by Haozi.