A Little Trick, the Scumbag Dad Can't Hold the Knife After Understanding Love-Chapter 334

Upon hearing his response, Ms. Li tugged at the corner of her lips.

"Ji Nian is indeed a lovely child."

No one understood Ji Tingzhou’s past self better than she did, which was why she noticed every change in him now.

If someone had told her years ago, when she helped Ji Tingzhou take down the Ji Family, that he would one day become a doting father, she would have dismissed it as a joke.

The dim light seemed unable to pierce the thick fog clouding Ms. Li’s eyes.

"If you had to choose between Ji Nian and the Pharmacist, who would you pick?"

Her ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‍question was posed casually, her tone light.

Ji Tingzhou’s expression remained unchanged. He lowered his gaze slightly and swept a cold glance at her, saying nothing.

The answer was clear.

Ms. Li sighed softly.

...

The surveillance around her withdrew, and Zhiliao stood up to find Ji Tingzhou.

Just then, the door opened, and a figure appeared.

Zhiliao met the person’s gaze and greeted respectfully, without a trace of warmth, "Sir."

Ms. Li’s eyes softened when she saw her. "Good child, it’s been a while. Does your old injury still hurt?"

"The remedies you sent worked well. It doesn’t hurt anymore."

Zhiliao’s reply was formal, her tone respectful but distant.

Ms. Li nodded. "Good, as long as it doesn’t hurt."

With that nod, the guards surrounding her immediately closed in, escorting her away in a tight formation.

Zhiliao glanced back, but all she could see through the ironclad protection was the edge of a robe.

She thought of Ms. Li from years ago.

Even when crushed into that ignorant, brutal, and backward place, her eyes had always burned with resilience—as if no hardship could break her.

A flower standing unyielding in the ruins.

Even now, despite all the changes between them, Zhiliao still believed that.

"Just received word—Mu Xiu took Ji Wanting to see Ji Nian," she reported bluntly upon meeting Ji Tingzhou.

Ji Tingzhou’s first reaction: "Does he have a death wish?"

Though he doubted Mu Xiu would succeed, concern for Ji Nian drove him to his feet.

Originally, Ji Tingzhou and Zhiliao had been tracking Mu Xiu.

But Ms. Li’s summons had delayed them, even cutting off outside communication.

"One last desperate gamble," Zhiliao muttered.

Even now, she couldn’t fathom Mu Xiu’s true motives.

Revenge for Ji Wanting? Reclaiming the Ji Family?

It seemed that way, but upon closer thought, it didn’t quite fit.

Dogs and their masters—both were madmen.

...

Ji Nian had expected the fight to drag on.

But as she watched the two locked in combat, she was stunned to see Wei Yang losing ground.

This Mu Xiu…

Just as the thought crossed her mind, Mu Xiu suddenly disengaged, pulling Ji Wanting into retreat.

Naturally, neither the Ji nor Lu factions would let them escape easily.

But Mu Xiu used his men as human shields without hesitation, indifferent to their sacrifice.

[These corpses… something feels off.]

Ji Nian considered asking Wei Yang to snatch a few bodies before the police and military arrived.

Pushed along by the crowd, Ji Wanting suddenly turned and locked eyes with Ji Nian.

Unflinching, Ji Nian raised her voice: "Hey!"

"Aren’t you going to look for Ji Xi?"

At this distance, she wasn’t sure Ji Wanting could hear.

"Young Imperial Grandson, do me a favor—have someone drag Wei Yang back," she called.

Wei Yang was lost in bloodlust, nearly attacking friend and foe alike.

Sitting aside during cleanup, Ji Nian propped her chin on her hand, puzzled.

[That’s it???]

[So what was the point? Just to show their faces and leave??]

She couldn’t make sense of Mu Xiu and Ji Wanting’s motives.

The system chimed in: [...Why try reasoning with lunatics?]

...

"Are you satisfied?"

Mu Xiu knelt on one knee, smoothing the wrinkles from Ji Wanting’s skirt.

Ji Wanting’s gaze softened. "She’s grown up. More like Xiao Zhou now."

"But not like a child of the Ji Family."

Her tone was wistful, her sorrowful expression enough to make one wish to eliminate whatever caused her distress.

Mu Xiu, bleeding profusely from a gunshot wound to his shoulder, finally noticed and stood to tend to it—not wanting to stain her sight.

Ji Wanting didn’t register his injuries, lost in her own world.

Even if she had, she wouldn’t have cared.

This impulsive trip had been solely because she’d wanted to see Ji Nian.

Despite the risks—with Ms. Li seemingly ready to abandon Mu Xiu—the moment she spoke, he’d obeyed without question.

"Haha… even her scolding sounds just like him… adorable…"

Recalling Ji Nian’s parting words, Ji Wanting summoned an attendant. "Where is Ji Xi?"

Halfway through bandaging himself, Mu Xiu immediately dispatched men to find Ji Xi upon her request.

A subordinate cautiously interjected, "Sir… Ji Tingzhou must have noticed by now. If we don’t retreat—"

Mu Xiu’s dark gaze silenced him.

The unspoken pressure was suffocating.

Cold sweat dripped from the subordinate’s brow.

Mu Xiu never repeated orders. Those who required reminders met only one fate…

"Right away."

The man bowed, voice trembling, before fleeing the vehicle.

Gulping deep breaths, he muttered, "This can’t go on…"

They’d all die.

Poisoned and under Mu Xiu’s control, he’d tolerated it so far—the man was formidable, after all.

But now he saw the truth.

Mu Xiu had no will of his own. No ambition, no survival instinct, utterly detached from the world.

Nothing mattered except that woman.

"Madman… complete madman…"

Recalling the intel he’d gathered, his eyes hardened.

He wouldn’t die here. Not with children to feed. Let Mu Xiu rot in hell.

"Hello… Zuo Secretary?"

...

Ji Xi remained unaware Ji Wanting sought him.

Aimless, he wandered until he found himself outside a familiar sanatorium—Madam Yu’s residence.

The guards had spotted him long ago, warning him repeatedly before moving to force him away.

Then a servant emerged, halting them.

"Come in. Madam wishes to see you."

Her voice was icy as she addressed the boy once hailed as the Pharmacist prodigy.

Exhausted and starving, Ji Xi blinked but followed.

Madam Yu was truly kind-hearted.

Even knowing Ji Xi had once threatened her life to manipulate Commander Yu, she took pity on his wretched state, offering food and water.

Ji Xi devoured the meal ravenously under her gentle gaze, stealing occasional glances at her between bites.

Compared to their last meeting, Madam Yu now had a radiant glow on her face, her hair freshly dyed black. She had just finished her rehabilitation and was sitting on the sofa, sipping black tea.

Noticing his gaze, Madam Yu smiled. "Thanks to the young Pharmacist from the Ji Family, I’ve completely recovered."

With a soft clink, Ji Xi’s pastry fell back onto the plate.

"Completely… recovered?"

Wait…

Young Pharmacist??

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